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“Danton has declined to reveal his sources, even to me, and Roscoe and I have been friends and fellow journalists for years. He has put his distinguished reputation on the line with this story, and I believe him. Calls to the State Department, the Pentagon, and the U.S. embassy by Wolf News reporters have elicited only this response, which I quote: ‘The alleged incident is under investigation.’
“Wolf News will stay on top of this story, and when we know more, you will. This is C. Harry Whelan.”
The screen now filled with the head of J. Pastor Jones.
Just as Castillo was about to order that Mr. Jones be cut off, someone pushed the PAUSE button.
Castillo punched a button on his CaseyBerry, and then the LOUDSPEAKER button.
“I thought you might be calling, Charley,” Roscoe J. Danton said.
“That’s odd,” Annapolis said. “When I tried that, I got a message, ‘Not authorized.’ ”
He looked at Aloysius Casey.
“That was before you and Charley kissed and made up,” Casey said.
“Where’d you get the Mexican story, Roscoe?” Castillo asked.
“From a lady friend in Foggy Bottom,” Danton replied.
Castillo had a quick thought.
Nobody really believes the CaseyBerrys are as good as they are; we talk on them as if someone might be listening.
“You have anything more than we got from your buddy Whelan on Wolf News?” he asked.
“I talked to your old boss; he said Vic is on his way down there,” Danton replied, “and about twenty minutes ago, there was an e-mail from Porky saying Clendennen will have an announcement to make tomorrow at eleven.”
“Keep me in the loop, Roscoe,” Castillo said.
“What about Those People?”
“Annapolis and Radio Stations are good to go,” Castillo said. “I’m still making up my mind about the banker and the hotelier.”
He thought: And I’m glad Investment Banker and Hotelier heard me say that. Let that sink in a while, and then I will let them back in the tent.
“You met with them?”
“Yeah. Just now.”
“Casey told me that was going to happen. I thought maybe there’d be an AP flash: ‘Mass Murder in Sin City.’ ”
“I was thinking of feeding them to the sharks in the aquarium in the Mandalay Bay. But my merciful nature took over. Thanks, Roscoe.”
“We’ll be in touch,” Danton said.
Castillo put his CaseyBerry away.
“Well, if McNab has sent Vic D’Alessandro down there,” he said, “then until we hear from him, I can’t think of anything else that can be done to get Ferris back from the goddamn drug cartels.”
“Carlos,” Berezovsky said, “what makes you think the drug people have your friend?”
“Jesus, I never even thought about that,” Castillo asked.
“Am I permitted to ask, ‘Thought about what?’ ” Investment Banker said. “Or are you still making up your mind if my word is any good?”
“Why don’t you and Hotelier think of yourselves as being in a halfway house?” Castillo said. “Where one slip from the straight and narrow will turn you into shark food?”
