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"My guy is trying to get them done sooner, but he can't guarantee it."

"So by tomorrow night, Naomi and I could have new ones?"

"Probably. I think you should go to Cuba," Tinker states.

"Cuba? Why there?"

"I have a friend who can help you get in. He works for immigration."

"Cuba is communist," Vanessa blurts out.

"So?"

She shakes her head. "I'm not going to any communist country, and you two shouldn't, either." She points to Naomi and Julieta.

"Why not?" I ask.

She focuses on Naomi. "Don't go there."

Her lack of disclosure makes me nervous. "Why did the guerilla's take you?"

She hesitates and finally says, "I know things. But it's best if I don't discuss them."

"We can't help you if you don't tell us."

She rises. "No. It puts everyone in more danger." She leaves the room.

Hunter's face hardens, he glances at Ryker and me, then follows her.

"What's that about?" I direct to Ryker.

"She won't say."

"Best if we stop asking her and just listen to her warning," Julieta says.

"Vanessa just warned you and Naomi not to go to a communist country. Why?" I drill her.

Julieta shrugs.

"Naomi, do you know why?"

"Andre, I don't know."

Ryker clears his throat. "If Cuba is out, what are the other options? We need to figure this out quickly. Interpol has to be on our heels if Naomi's boyfriend told them where you were headed."

"Ex," I snarl, and Naomi shifts in my lap.

Ryker raises his eyebrows. "Sorry. Ex."

"We all need to get out of Central America. The U.S., Cuba, and any other communist country is out, so where does that leave us?"

"Europe," Ryker says.

"But where? We can't go to any of our properties."

Silence fills the room.

Ryker's eyes widen. "Blaise."