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“Well, like I said, I have things to do,” he said. He drained his glass, nodded at everybody, and then draped his arm around Castillo’s shoulder.
“Pay attention to what I told you, Carlos. I really want to keep you alive.”
“I know,” Castillo said. “It’s just that I wanted to help if I could.”
“The best way for you to help is go to Uruguay. Or Argentina. Go work on your polo game in Argentina, Carlos.”
Juan Carlos Pena punched Castillo painfully in the upper arm, shook Fernando’s hand, nodded at the others, then quickly walked off the porch and got into his Suburban.
Ninety seconds later, both Policía Federal vehicles had disappeared in a dirt cloud down the road through the grapefruit orchards.
Castillo filled his wineglass, then said, “Comments solicited.”
“A dangerous man,” former SVR Major Stefan Koussevitzky said.
“But I think he really likes Carlos,” former SVR Lieutenant Colonel Svetlana Alekseeva said.
“That makes him less dangerous?” Koussevitzky challenged.
“I didn’t say that,” she said.
“Are you interested in what I think?” Don Armando Medina asked.
“Of course,” Castillo said.
“Some of the things he said were absolutely true. If you don’t get in the way of the drug cartel people, they leave you alone. We have had no trouble with them.”
“They aren’t stealing our grapefruit?” Castillo quipped.
“One of their bricks of cocaine is worth more than an eighteen-wheeler trailer load of grapefruit. That’s another thing Juan Carlos said that’s true: The amount of money involved is nearly unbelievable.”
“I was hoping I could get him talking more about the people involved. He suggested everybody involved is Mexican.”
“He came here to tell you as little as possible beyond ‘butt out or die,’ ” Fernando said, “and that’s just what he did.”
“You think our ol’ buddy is in with the drug people?”
“He’s alive, isn’t he?”
“Then why did he come here at all?”
“Like Sweaty said, he likes you. And he was probably curious—professionally—why you showed up here.”
“And do you think I convinced him I’m just an old soldier trying to help out an old classmate?”
“Yeah,” Fernando said after a moment. “Don’t let this go to your head, Gringo, but that was quite a performance. You, Stefan, and Sweaty were pretty convincing.”
“Looking stupid is easy for me,” Castillo said. “But Sweaty? Sweetheart, I could have kissed you when he asked for an address in Uruguay and you came up with Golf and Polo.”
“ ‘ I’ve got a good memory for addresses and numbers, things like that,’ ” Sweaty quoted. “You can kiss me later. So now what?”
“Now we get in the Mustang and go to Cozumel, and catch tomorrow’s PeruaireCargo flight to Chile.”
“Why are we going to do that?”
“I want Aleksandr to understand that whacking Sergei Murov or any of his people without asking me first is not one of his options.”
“You’re going to have trouble with that,” Koussevitzky said. “He’s convinced the best way to protect himself is to eliminate anybody Vladimir Vladimirovich sends over here.”
