TimeChapter 42
Back at our headquarters I introduced my unwelcome guests. The men were presented with the business end of some M16s. Soon, they were walking around with their own guard and the shells from their revolvers in their pants pocket. General Weever was able to take care of most details, while the guards made sure I stayed in the city. The guards had to rotate, though. This let Batista know that they were still alive and that I was still in Havana. At midnight the four newcomers were astonished...