Casare almost shoved Ambassador Cavendi "invited" into a cramped communications room next door.
"Waiting for your good news, Mr. Ambassador, you must understand, a minute late, and many British military prisoners will be killed by Medellin."
Casare kindly reminded, and then thoughtfully helped to close the door.
Ambassador Cavendi almost trembled as he picked up the secure cell phone, his fingers clumsily dialing the direct line to the Prime Minister's Mansion at 10 Downing Street in London.
After a long waiting tone, the Prime Minister's slightly weary voice came through: "Cavendi? How is the situation in Bogota? Has Victor agreed?"
