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face.
    I'm moving to New York. I'm going to be working out of our national headquarters in Manhattan.
    Oh.
    I'm leaving next week. I I did think about turning them down, but this is very important for my career.
    I see.
    Karen sighed. Oh, hell, Doug, I don't want to lie to you. I didn't thinkabout the offer for one second. I jumped at it. Our marriage isn't She let out a breath. When she spoke again, she sounded sad. It's an utter failure, Doug. You know that. This move will give us both a fresh start. If I stay in town you' re going to think we have a chance of getting back together. But we don' t. We just didn't make it.
    Doug couldn't breathe. He was afraid that he'd start to cry if he tried to speak. Karen's decision to move three thousand miles from him made it crystal-clear that he had lost her forever. Then, for a brief moment, he fooled himself into thinking that she was just waiting for him to fight for her. Only he didn't have the self-confidence or the energy for such a fight, and that, more than anything else, was probably why she was leaving him.
    I' ve hired an attorney, Doug heard Karen say. Ben Altman. He's preparing the divorce petition. I hope we can handle this amicably.
    Doug nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
    The division of assets shouldn't be difficult. We can talk about it after you hire a lawyer.
    Okay, Doug managed.
    Karen looked away again. This isn't easy for me, Doug. I really care for you. I hope you can stop drinking and pull yourself together. Raymond Hayes was not your fault. You' ve got to
    She stopped and took a deep breath.
    You' re right, Karen. I knew you'd want to I'm not surprised. I guess I just hoped that we could work everything out, but I know I'm not what that the marriage was not what you wanted. I hope you get what you do want in New York. I hope everything goes great for you.
    Doug spotted the waiter and signaled him over.
    Could you give me the check, please, he said.
    I'll get this, Karen said when the waiter walked away.
    No, Karen. I can handle it. I hope you don't mind my leaving. I don't have much of an appetite.
    Karen didn't say anything. She dipped her chin and Doug couldn't see her eyes. But in the moment before she hid them, he thought he saw the beginning of a tear. He hoped that he wasn't imagining it.

    Chapter 3.
    FELIX DORADO WAS FINISHING HIS BREAKFAST IN LITTLE HAVANA, a Cuban restaurant in southeast Portland, when Pablo Herrera, his lieutenant, walked in, followed by Reuben Corrales, a huge, frightened man with massive arms, tree-trunk legs, and a bloated face. Felix ate breakfast at Little Havana almost every day, because he loved the ham croquetas, smoky creamed ham shaped in finger rolls, which were lightly breaded and then fried. They weren't as delicious as his mother' s, but they were good enough to make him nostalgic about his childhood in Cuba and the thick-waisted, heavy-breasted woman who had filled his early years with love and heavenly cooking before Castro's thugs had murdered her and his father.
    Felix was five-nine, with a dark complexion, soft brown eyes, and a thin, neatly trimmed mustache. After fleeing Cuba as a teenager, he had traveled through South America until he found a home with Javier Ramirez's cartel in Colombia. Over the years, Ramirez had come to trust Felix enough to make him his point man in Portland, where his mission was to take over the drug trade from Martin Breach.
    Felix sipped from the large, deep coffee cup that held his cafT con leche as Pablo walked toward the table that the restaurant reserved for his boss. It was at the back, surrounded by bodyguards, making it harder for people to shoot Felix. As soon as he reached the table, Pablo pushed forward the thick-necked, steroid-pumped giant.
    Tell him, Pablo commanded.
    Corrales was six inches taller than Dorado and twice as wide, but he trembled and cast his eyes down toward the floor.
    We lost Juan, he mumbled.
    Felix looked confused.
    This moron was guarding Juan