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he man who calls himself Bayer had been listening to the satellite phone call from Guantanamo mostly in silence for the past 20 minutes. He’d interrupted Shake’s narrative only once or twice to ask for clarification while he made quick, copious notes.
“OK,” he said when Shake finally finished relating all the details he knew, “you stay where you are until you get your personal legal situation squared away. I’m gonna see what kind of heat I can put on the Cubans without getting myself arrested or sent home in disgrace.”
“You’re gonna need Catalina Constanza’s testimony, right? My CID guy down here says they’ve slapped a national security lid on the whole thing. He says SecDef is involved personally.”
“Yeah, I heard that.” The man who calls himself Bayer scanned his notes and thr
