After lunch, Terry looked at Stan and asked, “What do you want to do now?”
“I have seen enough today, and I don’t particularly like it. Let’s check out Gable’s home tomorrow.”
“Great. Do you want to come with me to our place of work? It’s just around the corner.”
“Why not. I would like to see your offices.”
Terry’s legal offices are in a newer building in the center of Panama City, and it was surprisingly clean. The parking lot is below. They took an elevator to the second floor. The Americans occupy the whole story; three attorneys and three field units, each consisting of two men. One secretary, named Silvia, has her space at the end of the floor, and she operates her all-in-one computer as well as a 50-inch computer screen mounted on the wall in front of her. She is also a tech pers
