you. Wouldnât it be nice if mine helped you and yours helped me.â
âBoth our reports should help the revolution, thatâs all. But to get through the business, yes, Iâve nosed around. Iâve seen our young prince. Did you know he has a nickname? I assume he was initially your discovery? So you have a lot riding on this and are probably annoyed I was brought in to handle him, because you were not considered experienced enough. Well, his nickname speaks of his power, his promise, his grand possibilities and your excellent nose for such matters. Do you know what it is?â
âI am not interested inââ
âItâs âGreaseball.â Evidently, heâs so anxious to hurtle into the socialist future, he periodically forgets to bathe. Ugh. Did you smell him before you saw him? I canât stand a dirty fellow when thereâs no excuse for it. I have quite recently gone nine years without a bath. Not pleasant. I will bathe every day of what little life I have left.â
âForget his odor. Concentrate on his potential. Have you heard him speak? Itâs magnificent.â
âI have heard accounts. He likes long ones, or so I hear. And I hear also he likes the spotlight.â
âHe is ruthless; he has already killed in the gangsterismo politics of the forties; he is dedicated; he believes, if in nothing else, in change. He has that thing you have, Speshnev, that most of us lack. The magnetism.â
âItâs called charisma. Yes, I have it. Yes, you donât. Yes, he does. Yes, I suppose he has some potential. If only he learns to trim his fingernails.â
âThis may not be as easy as you think. There has been a development.â
âAnd that is?â
âBatistaâs secret police arenât a threat, at least as long as Castro is benign and an orator, not a fighter. The time for fighting is still some years off, and it is your job not merely to recruit him and train him and prepare him, but possibly also to protect him.â
âFrom what? His wifeâs wrath at his mistress? Or his mistressâs wrath at his wife?â
âNo,â Pashin said, sliding a photograph across the desk toward Speshnev, âthis manâs commitment to his duty.â
The photo had been snapped at the Havana airport. It was of a group of men leaving the Air Cubana Constellationâs stairway and heading to the terminal. One was flashy in his white hair and two or three others clearly bowed to him in body posture, factotums or assistants or eunuchs or whatever.
âThis one?â Speshnev asked, pointing to the member of the group who was also not a member of the group.
âThat one.â
It was a large square-headed American, with a jutting jaw and a crewcut.
âA soldier?â
âAccording to embassy gossip, a killer. He killed in the war, many, many times.â
âOh, yes, thereâs a word for that. I think itâs âhero.â Why is he here?â
âOstensibly as the bodyguard of that showy one there. Thatâs a famous politician in their country. But this man for some reason was recruited to accompany the politician to Cuba. Our Washington people have noted it and alerted me. They find it curious.â
âAndâ¦â
âAnd we donât know why. Maybe just because. Or maybe itâs that if you had to kill someone, this is the man youâd want to do the killing. Heâs not like the rest of them. Give him a job, he does it.â
âHmmm. That doesnât sound like them.â
âNo, but maybe theyâre thinking of changing their ways. They want to get the attention of certain people in certain countries and this would be a very good way to do it, wouldnât you say?â
âPossibly.â
âSo I think you should look about carefully. See what this fellow is up to. Andâ¦â
âAnd?â
âAnd if heâs here to cut short the
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