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Sterling strolled along North Miami beach and entered a small café known for its great breakfast. Javier Sosa was smoking a Cuban cigar on the patio. Javier looked like a figure from Miami Vice, with slicked-backed hair, black sunglasses, and a green shirt with white pants.
“Sterling, how are you? It’s great to see you. Grab a seat,” said Javier, the Mayor of Miami. Sosa had been in office for two years. He rose through the ranks of the Republican Party over the past decades. He was a street guy and knew how to operate in Miami politics, which had a history of being extremely dirty. Sterling and Javier had known each other for decades as they went to the same elementary, middle, and high schools. Those who knew Mayor Sosa understood that he was a winner, and he was willing to win at a
