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“The interview will be suspended,” Castillo said, “for a brief period while Castillo consults a file.”
Doherty looked at him with mixed curiosity and annoyance.
Castillo went quickly to the net pouch behind the pilot’s chair and retrieved his laptop. He turned it on, hurriedly searched through it, and then carried it to Kenyon and held it in front of him.
“Mr. Kenyon, I show you a computer image of a white male and ask you if this is the man you saw with Cassidy in Cozumel,” Castillo said.
Kenyon shook his head. “No. Never saw that guy before.”
Castillo held the computer up for Doherty to see it.
“Colonel Castillo has shown me the same computer image just now shown to Mr. Kenyon, that of a white male known to me from other photographs,” Doherty said. “This man is not known to Mr. Kenyon. May I go on, Colonel?”
“Please,” Castillo said.
“Hold it,” Delchamps said, then went on: “Edgar Delchamps, CIA. The interview will be suspended until I can get a photograph to show Mr. Kenyon.”
Delchamps dug into his briefcase, took a stack of five-by-seven photographs from it, hurriedly searched through them, selected two, and held them out in front of Kenyon.
“Look familiar?” he asked.
“That’s the guy,” Kenyon said.
“And this one?”
“Same guy.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’m sure. Cassidy was talking to him at the bar just before he all of a sudden recognized me, came over, and told me he needed a favor.”
“Hold it a second,” Doherty said. “Mr. Delchamps has shown two clear five-by-seven photographs, one color, one black-and-white, of a white male approximately forty-five years of age, approximately five feet eight, approximately one hundred ninety pounds, to Mr. Kenyon, who positively stated the photos were of the same man, and that this man was with Cassidy in the hotel. The man is apparently well known to Mr. Delchamps but not to me or Colonel Castillo.”
Delchamps turned his back to Kenyon and mouthed the name Sunev.
Doherty looked momentarily confused until he made the connection. Then he smiled. Then he lost the smile.
“What do you think of your good pal now, Castillo?” he asked, almost triumphantly.
“I never said he was a good pal. I just told you I wasn’t going to report on him to you,” Castillo said. Then he looked at Delchamps and announced: “Bingo!”
“Bingo indeed, Ace,” Delchamps said.
Doherty turned back to Kenyon.
“You say Cassidy came and spoke to you at the bar of the hotel?”
“That’s right.”
“Did the man in the photograph Mr. Delchamps just showed you come with him?”
“No, sir.”
“You said he said he needed a favor? What kind of a favor?”
“He said he was having a little cash-flow problem and that he needed to make good on a promise he’d made to a mosque in Philadelphia.”
“And he wanted you to wire them two million, more or less, from your accounts in the Caledonian Bank and Trust Limited?” Delchamps asked.
