Havana, which spoke out against the Machado regime. Machado closed the university and abolished the federation. One day several men in army uniforms came to Manny Bustamente's house a few minutes after sunup. They put his son on his knees in the kitchen and shot him in the face and then they shot Manny's wife when she called them animals. Manny was sent to prison. Upon his release, it was suggested to him that leaving the country would be an exceptional idea.
Manny told this to Joe in the library at ten o'clock that evening. It was, Joe assumed, a way to reassure him of Manny's devotion to his cause. Joe didn't question his devotion; he questioned his speed. Manny was five foot two and built like a bean pot. He breathed heavily after walking up a flight of stairs.
They were going over the layout of the ship. Manny had serviced the engine when it had first arrived in port.
Dion asked why the navy didn't have its own engineers.
"They do," Manny said. "But if they can get a y . . . especialista to look at these old engines, they do. This ship is twenty-five years old. It was built as a . . . " He snapped his fingers and spoke quickly to Graciela in Spanish.
"A luxury liner," she said to the room.
"Yes," Manny said. He spoke to her again in rapid Spanish, a full paragraph of it. When he finished, she explained to them that the ship had been sold to the navy during the Great War and then turned into a hospital ship afterward. Recently it had been recommissioned as a transport ship with a crew of three hundred.
"Where's the engine room?" Joe asked.
Again Manny spoke to Graciela and she translated. It actually made things move a lot faster.
"Bottom of the ship, at the stern."
He asked Manny, "If you're called to the ship in the middle of the night, who will greet you?"
He started to speak to Joe but then turned to Graciela and asked her a question.
"The police?" she said, frowning.
He shook his head, spoke again to her.
"Ah," she said, "veo, veo, si." She turned to Joe. "He means the naval police."
"The Shore Patrol," Joe said, looking over at Dion. "You on top of that?"
Dion nodded. "On top of it? I'm ahead of you."
"So you get past the Shore Patrol," Joe said to Manny, "you get into the engine room. Where's the nearest sleeping berth?"
"One deck up and down the other end," Manny said.
"So the only personnel near you are the two engineers?"
"Yes."
"And how do you get them out of there?"
From over by the window, Esteban said, "We have it on good authority that the chief engineer is a drunk. If he even goes to the engine room to double-check our man's assessment, he won't stay."
"What if he does, though?" Dion said.
Esteban shrugged. "They improvise."
Joe shook his head. "We don't improvise."
Manny surprised them all when he reached into his boot and came back with a one-shot derringer with a pearl handle. "I will take care of this man if he does not leave."
Joe rolled his eyes at Dion, who was closer to Manny.
Dion said, "Give me that," and snatched the derringer from Manny's hand.
"You ever shot anybody?" Joe said. "Ever kill a man?"
Manny sat back. "No."
"Good. Because you're not starting tonight."
Dion tossed the gun to Joe. He caught it and held it up before Manny. "I don't care who you kill," he said and wondered if that were true, "but if they frisked you, they would have found this. Then they would have taken an extra hard look at your toolbox and found the bomb. Your primary job tonight, Manny? Is to not fuck this up. Think you can handle that?"
"Yes," Manny said. "Yes."
"If the chief engineer stays in that room, you repair the engine and walk away."
Esteban came off the window. "No!"
"Yes," Joe said. "Yes. This is an act of treason against the United States government. Do you comprehend that? I'm not doing it just so I can get caught and strung up at Leavenworth. If anything goes south, Manny, you walk the fuck back off that boat and we figure out another way. Do not - look at me, Manny - do not improvise. ¿Comprende?"
Manny nodded eventually.
Joe indicated the bomb in the canvas bag at his feet. "This has a short, short fuse."
"I understand this." Manny blinked at a drop of sweat that fell from his eyebrow and then wiped the brow with the back