The rum and chocolate in the lumumba helped steady me somewhat, but I was still shaky when I inserted the key in my door and pushed inside. After snapping the lights on I heard a rustle on the other side of the suite, and then the connecting door burst open and Juana stood there, eyes wide. It seemed as if she had just awakened from a deep sleep. "Did you meet him?" "Yes," I said. Quickly I moved to the bureau and picked up a pad of paper there. I scribbled «bug» on it quickly and showed it to her. She nodded that she understood. "How did it go?" she asked me. "Nothing to report. I'll have to see him again." I was busy writing on the pad. "You meet him tomorrow ten o'clock in gondola. Details later." She nodded. "Now I'm going to bed and get some rest." "Okay," she said. I pointed to the hall door, indicating that I would meet her outside in a moment.
