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Golfito, 2003.
Standing in front of the window, Gerd Heckenrath patiently waited for Ibrahim Yavuzyitoglu to enter the hotel ‘Miramar’. As soon as he heard Ibrahim climbing the stairs, Heckenrath rushed out of his room.
“Ibrahim, can I have a word with you?”
“What about?” Ibrahim answered surprised as Heckenrath didn’t call him by his nickname.
“Not on the stairs son,” said Gerd. He opened the door of his room and invited Ibrahim in.
* * *
“I’ve heard enough,” said Rudd Baldwin to Ben Moore.
“So, what are you going to do?” Ben asked worried.
“Something you should have done a long time ago, moron.”
Baldwin didn’t care to look back. He walked out of the restaurant, directly heading for ‘El Barco’. Without a word, he passed by the hotel. A few men of his squad were sitting on the
