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lunch at her restaurant down on the beach if we’ll consider the Mayakoba for the company retreat. Let’s go take a look.”
    For the next hour, Angelina led them through the conference rooms, the spa on an island in the middle of the lagoon, a raw bar and tequila library, and resort shops that were the equal of any on Rodeo Drive in Los Angeles. She ended the tour at a beachside restaurant located on a mile of white sand beach.
    “Señores, please enjoy your lunch,” she said, still smiling, “and order anything you like. When you leave, Mr. Casey, I will have the information for you at the front desk about arranging your conference. It has been a pleasure to assist you today.” She gave a tiny curtsy and left them to be seated near the windows overlooking the beach.
    Drake grinned. “Mike, I’m sure your men think you should bring them back for some R&R.”
    “Bring them back, hell, I don’t want to leave! You get DHS to cover my costs, and I’m in.”
    “Has anyone seen Gonzalez?”
    “Relax,” Casey said. “I’ll call him and let him know where we are. It’s been four hours since we had breakfast, can we eat now?”
    “Unbelievable! We’re about to go active, and all you can think about is eating.”
    “Some men face danger and think about sex. I don’t like to mix business with pleasure, so I focus on keeping my lean machine fueled and ready. Shall I call our waiter?”
    “Wait,” Drake replied. “Gonzalez just walked in. Let’s hear what he’s got first.”
    The former Green Beret pulled out a chair and sat down, then opened a map of the resort.
    “Despite the danger of my assignment,” he began, “I was able to learn that our bodyguard has been seen coming and going from the presidential suite right down the beach from here. It’s the last one in the row of beachfront suites. The golf course is on one side,” he laid a finger on the map, “here, with some trees providing a little cover. Access from the beach also has some tree cover, but it’s open to the suite next to it. Cart paths link all the suites.”
    “Are there others in the suite besides the bodyguard?”
    “She didn’t know, but she has taken a cart away from this restaurant with plates and utensils for two.”
    “What about gardeners, maintenance workers, other people around?”
    “She said the landscape crew works in the early morning so no one will be disturbed. She didn’t know about anyone else being around on a regular basis.”
    “Hmm. This looks too easy. Mike, what am I missing?”
    Casey looked at the map again. “Other than people who might be around, I don’t know. There are no high places to use for observation. This place is as flat as a tortilla. He can retreat to the beach, but we can have someone there. There aren’t any roads he can use, only the cart paths.”
    “So…wait for dark or go now?”
    “I’m not sure it’ll make much difference, unless we wait until three or four in the morning. We could see if there are a couple of rooms we could book, but without any luggage, it’ll look suspicious.”
    Drake made his decision. “That’s too much time. Here’s what we’ll do. Mike and I will approach from here in one of those electric carts. Montgomery, you look like a golfer. Take Green and rent a golf cart. Tour the course. Get in position close to the suite. We can use the golf cart to exfil with Barak. Gonzalez and Richards, you two will take a stroll down the beach and approach from that direction. We’ll go in one hour. If we need to separate, find your way back to Cozumel and the hotel. Fall back is the airport and Mike’s plane.”
    “Can I order now?” Casey asked.

 
    7
    It was the middle of the afternoon, and the sun shimmered on the blue Caribbean Sea. David Barak was standing and watching a large white yacht in the distance motoring toward Cozumel. He’d been thinking about buying something like a yacht and making it his floating headquarter in the Caribbean. Expensive but