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To say what? That I've refused orders from the police? That I hid evidence? That I'm helping a Russian instead?

Actually, I did.

Osorio pressed her mouth to Arkady's ear." My gun."

I know where to go.

Claro, we're both liars. Look at us.

Considering that Ofelia made the arrangements in the middle of the night, she didn't do badly. A switch from the Lada, Change and all, to her DeSoto and then to a room at the Rosita, a love motel on the Playa del Este just fifteen miles outside the city and a block from the beach. All the Rosita's units were free-standing white stucco cottages from the fifties with air-conditioning and kitchenette, television and potted plants, clean sheets and towels at a price only the most successful jineteras could afford.

She said, "You were right about the photograph Pribluda took of you. I found it when I dusted his rooms for prints just as you said. I was the one who gave it to Luna."

I know where to go.

He said Rufo's television was warm, so he knew you were there. Why didn't you think of that?

I know where to go.

To say what? That I've refused orders from the police? That I hid evidence? That I'm helping a Russian instead?

Osorio pressed her mouth to Arkady's ear." My gun."

A black hand swung around Arkady's seat and hit him in the chest. He grabbed its wrist and twisted in his seat to the figure of Change. The man-sized doll had been riding in the back of the car, still wearing its red bandanna, still holding its walking stick in its other hand, its dark expression the glower of a kidnap victim. Ofelia aimed the Makarov, loaded or not, at the doll.

What was Luna saying when he came back? he asked.

Osorio pressed her mouth to Arkady's ear." My gun."

If it were a boat it would sink, he said." It will get you to a doctor."

At last the streets ended at docks and the deep black and trailing lights of the harbor. Air blew through the windshield and windows and safety glass sparkled on their laps. The Lada limped over railroad tracks and finally swung into an alley, scaring the spangly green eyes of a cat caught in the headlight, and lurched to a stop.

What was Luna saying when he came back? he asked.

Well, I never told you that what Luna wanted from me was the photograph that Pribluda called the Havana Yacht Club. We're even.

If it were a boat it would sink, he said." It will get you to a doctor."

To say what? That I've refused orders from the police? That I hid evidence? That I'm helping a Russian instead?

Well, I never told you that what Luna wanted from me was the photograph that Pribluda called the Havana Yacht Club. We're even.

Dios mio. She let the gun drop.

Actually, I did.

I know where to go.

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