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Memories Long Forgotten
Jana slowed the bike on the approach to the safe house and pulled off early. She did not want to alert Rojas. Once on foot, she made a quiet approach to the edge of the property.
Jana heard yelling from inside. “Tell me!” Rojas screamed. “What does the United States know about my operation?”
The questions were met with unintelligible answers but the voice was unmistakable. It was Pete Buck. Then, a single gunshot rang out.
Jana darted through the thick vegetation along the left side of the yard, then moved down that side of the house. She hugged the wall and crouched low until she came to the first window. She pulled out her phone and opened the camera, then raised it just above the level of the window sill and watched the screen. She panned the camera left,
