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Chapter 19-1
19 Kyle would admit that the Hotel Castillo had been well chosen by Major Gonzalez. It was in the middle of the city, so a violent assault such as the one they’d perpetrated on General Vasquez’s hacienda wasn’t practical. The ten-story structure was isolated; most of the tall buildings of Maracaibo were along the shoreline or in a small business district. That meant that the top floors had wide views but were difficult to see into for recon. The building was older, which meant only two elevators and one stairwell, all leading to a common central lobby. Kyle considered food service, but the cartel’s men would be watching for that. During their dinner, each of the team had made a point of going to the restrooms in order to pass close beside the swinging kitchen doors. Room service trolle
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