“He’s going to confess. Full disclosure.”

“Get the car. We’re going to the German Embassy.”

“How many people have you killed for him?”

“Marta is running. The Germans will grant her asylum in exchange for the recording.”

“The German Embassy is furious. But they won’t act without US backing. And the US?”

Marta’s convoy—two black SUVs—approaches the German Embassy. Unmarked police cars box them in at an intersection. Commander Fuentes steps out, hand on her sidearm.

“The truth.”

“That’s not a strategy. That’s a confession.”