Being a fugitive on the run from various arms of various different governments somewhat limits your travel options. When an opportunity to vacate a location you do not wish to remain in comes along, you are generally wisest not to worry too much about exactly where you are going to.
Hence Mr Sanchez found himself in French Polynesia. He was concerned that if he hung around on the main island, Tahiti, he was more likely to be recognised, so he headed off to Morea, one of the other islands asap.
It was great there. The scenery was good.
The food was better
But there was something missing. A wildly successful drugs lord like Mr Sanchez could not just retire to a backwater like this. He had to get out and get bank into the swing of things.