Olga said. “And all who I would suggest go with you are elsewhere.” “I know. But I have Mister White here. And I think I’m going to have some serious support, too.” “Want to catch the rest of us up?” Stryker asked, sounding more than annoyed. “Sure, because someone should know where we’re going, just in case. Chernobog was hiding in Cuba these past years, right?” Heads nodded. “But she was hiding on the Naval base and its surrounding areas, on the American side. I’m sure she went over to the Cuban side a lot, especially since we couldn’t find her, but she was spending most of her time on that tiny patch of American soil around Guantanamo.” “You think she’s still in Cuba somewhere?” Ravi asked. “No. I flat out know she’s not there anymore. Frankly, I know exactly where she is. She’s somewhere the only person who could pick her out of a lineup never goes, but where she still has access to the best damn equipment in the world.” White jerked. “Oh.
