What the hell was a girl with a manicure doing wallowing miserably on the floor in this house 40 kilometers from Sudan?
Who was this man that could deliver access to a Thai air base at the simple request of an active foreign officer he never met?
Why send a couple of Green Berets to a place no one seemed to care about?
President Santos believes a victory through strength followed by a positive peace is the only way to ensure a lasting accommodation. But are the Colombian people ready to pay the price? Perhaps as importantly, is Washington?
New York told me I couldn’t publish this book without an agent, and to get an agent I needed to write the book first…