I am 19 years old and I was born and have lived in France my whole life. I was 18 when I arrived in Hong Kong with 12 kg of ketamine in my luggage. My lawyer told me I am facing 10–15 years of imprisonment. When I heard this, it was the most unreal thing that has ever happened to me. All I could do was accept my circumstances and build my relationship with God while waiting to return to society.
Before doing this “job,” I had a regular life: a girlfriend, work, and I even got an apartment with my friend in 2025.
How it all began was very casual. A mutual friend came up to me, mentioned that a job was available, and asked if I was interested. However, they didn’t know any specifics about what the “job” was. I spontaneously agreed and asked for some sort of contract or contact so I could reach them. Soon after, they told me they would give me a number.
When I finally spoke with that person, they told me what I was supposed to do and reassured me that it was “safe,” explaining that it was impossible to be arrested because everything had been tested and planned thoroughly, and that they had “connections” at the airports who were paid so the bag could not be stopped or searched.
It sounded like a living fairy tale. Unfortunately, it turned out to be the furthest thing from what I had hoped for.
