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“I don’t know about you,” the navigator said as he began to walk down the steps, “but I’ry”

The driver removed his earpiece, stuffed the cord inside, then folded the case back together

“Then let’s eat,” the driver said

The navigator reached the landing and flicked on a tiny flashlight “We can’t ask our hosts what’s good,” he said “They’re in sleepyville”

“And by the tione”

The two ood So they walked back to the van, drove through town to the casino and ordered a s

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SUNRISE on Good Friday, March 25, 2005, was at 6:11 AM

On the decks of the saan to stir Along Avenida da Amizade in front of the Hotel Lisboa, a dozen women dressed in cotton shifts with conical hats lashed around their necks began washing the sideith soapy water splashed fro straw brooms into the buckets, they erased the debris froht before A few diehards stuht fro her day

A few small three-wheeledfor strong black coffee served in ses or people to their destinations At a small restaurant two hundred yards northwest of the casino, the owner finished a cigarette then walked inside On the stove in the rear was a pot of caldo verde, the Portuguese stew of potatoes, sausage and locally grown greens He stirred thewooden spoon onto a counter and started to prepare chickens arlic, peppercorns and chilies by rubbing them with rock salt Later, the poultry would be slid onto skewers and slow-cooked on a rotisserie

Across the water, Hong Kong was hidden by a haze of huhspeed ferry leaving port could be heard The first few jets of the day, o planes, streaked across the blue sky andat the airport A Chinese naval vessel left its e below A-Ma Tee luxury yacht with a helicopter perched on her fantail called on the radio for the location of her slip

A lone cargo ship, decades past her prio of bicycles fro old and decrepit, aat the table in his stateroo

Juan Cabrillo had been awake for hours

He was running every possible scenario through his head

A light knock came at the door, and Cabrillo stood up and walked over and opened the hatch