The Betrayal Game - [Mikhal Lammeck 02] - Plot & Excerpts
In his boxers, he carried his coffee mug to the porch to watch the sun rise. He wished he’d known Havana before the revolution, when well-to-do Americans like him had used the island as a playground. What a place, he thought, gazing across the turquoise water, listening to the sawing of insects in the trees and grass, feeling the sun on his bare thighs. In Rhode Island he’d be freezing, looking outside at slush or mud, thinking about being elsewhere. He realized that, from now on, that other place would be Cuba. The island had grown on him, the coffee, cigars, people, climate, food, music, intrigue. No wonder Spain took it, America took it from them, Castro seized it, and America wanted it back so desperately. Perhaps, if Lammeck survived and the revolution did not, he might find a way to buy this house. Lammeck went into the kitchen. He tugged the duffel out of the cabinet and lifted it to the Formica-top table. Undoing the drawstring, he poured the contents out.
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