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"Cutting this short, if Alex Darby and Munz are half as good as I think they are, finding out where these bastards have Timmons won't take nearly as long as setting up the operation to get him back will take."
"Tell Milton how you plan to do that," Delchamps said.
"The only way to do that is with helicopters," Castillo said. "And the problem there is that we're going to have to use Hueys. Nobody in Argentina or Paraguay has Apaches or Black Hawks or Little Birds. The problem there is where to get the Hueys, and crews for them. I don't want to use active-duty Army pilots if I don't have to; same thing with the technical people.
"There used to be a long list of unemployed Huey drivers hanging around China Post…"
Castillo stopped and looked at Weiss to make sure he understood what he was talking about. Weiss nodded, just perceptibly, signaling he knew that China Post No. 1 (In Exile) of the American Legion, in addition to providing the camaraderie and other benefits of any Legion Post, also served as sort of an employment agency for retired special operators of the various branches of service.
"…but when I called there, a friend of mine said most of them are now either back in the service, or working for Blackwater or people like that, or the agency. He's trying to find me some chopper drivers, etcetera, but that may take some time, if it works at all.
"And then, presuming I can pull that rabbit magically from the hat, that leaves the problem of getting the aircraft and the people into Argentina black.
"Taking first things first, I'm going to Fort Rucker right after the briefing tomorrow-"
"What briefing?" Weiss asked.
"Montvale is gathering all the experts in his empire to give me everything they have on what's going on down there."
Weiss nodded. "And you're going to do what at Fort Rucker?"
"They have some Hueys. Montvale is going to have somebody from the secretary of Defense's office call down there and tell them to give me whatever I ask for, and not to ask questions. I'm going to see what's available and what shape it's in. And then I'm going to borrow an airplane and go see Ambassador Lorimer, who lost his house to Hurricane Katrina and wants to move to Estancia Shangri-La until he can get a new house in New Orleans. I've got to talk him out of that."
"I hadn't heard about that," Delchamps said.
"What are you going to do about shooters?" Weiss asked.
Castillo was surprised at first at Weiss's use of the term. Few people outside the special operations community used the politically incorrect term to describe special operators whose mission was likely to require the use of deadly force.
What the hell, he seems to know about everything else.
"My friend at China Post told me I just about wiped out the list of available shooters when I hired them to protect the Mastersons," Castillo said. "That assignment's just about over, but those guys are all getting a little long in the tooth, so I'm probably going to have to get my shooters from Delta at Fort Bragg. I already gave General McNab a heads-up."
"That's about it?" Weiss said.
"I probably could have gotten more done if I hadn't spent all that time playing the slots in Vegas," Castillo said.
Weiss smiled.
"You're right, Ed," he said. "He is a wiseass, but he's also good. Very good."
"Am I supposed to blush at the compliment?" Castillo challenged.
"The station chief in Asuncion is not intellectually challenged, Colonel," Weiss said.
"That's not my information," Castillo said. "If he's a friend of yours, I'm sorry."
"Jonathon Crawford's a very good friend of mine, actually," Weiss said. "And for that reason I was delighted to hear your unflattering opinion of him."
Castillo looked at him in confusion, then threw both hands up to signal he didn't understand.
Weiss explained: "If you-and more important, Alex Darby-didn't see through the image Jonathon has painted of himself as a mediocrity sent to an unimportant backwater post to keep him from causing trouble working beyond his limited ability somewhere important, then perhaps that very important deception is working."
Castillo looked at Delchamps.
"This is where
