Chapter 32The Nassau House was perched at the end of a street, winding its way down to the ocean. It was an old home, which had been renovated into a bed-and-breakfast. It counted a half-dozen rooms and one suite appropriately called the ‘Tree-Top Suite’. That’s where they found Gilford.
Since the CIA owned the house, it was rigged with surveillance cameras and everything one needed to keep tabs on the visitors.
When I logged in, I saw Gilford sitting in the high-back chair near the windows, facing the beachfront some distance away. On his left, there was a small terrace just cutting above tall palm trees nestled behind and against the house. It was a striking and delightfully decorated suite. The burgundy walls brought out the sparkling white of the window frames and ceiling.
As they
