Honor Bound (Honor Bound 1)

Army Detachment

Office of Strategic Services

National Institutes of Health Building

Washington, D.C.

Military Attaché

U.S. Embassy

Buenos Aires

Argentina

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“What’s this?”

“If you don’t see me again in a week,” Tony said, “I want you to take that to the U.S. Embassy. You know where that is?”

Maria-Teresa shook her head no.

“What is this?”

“It’s in the Bank of Boston Building,” Tony said. “There will be a Marine guard.”

“A what?”

“A Marine guard. Sort of a soldier. You tell him you want to see the Military Attaché. He’ll probably ask you why, and you tell him that it’s about an American Army officer.”

“An American Army officer?” Maria-Teresa asked, now wholly confused.

“Yeah. Look here.” He pointed at the envelope. “That’s me, up in the corner.”

“That’s you? I don’t understand.”

“Maria-Teresa, for Christ’s sake, just listen to me. You give this to the guard and tell him you want to see the Military Attaché.”

“Why don’t you just give him this letter yourself?”

“I may not be here.”

“You’re leaving Argentina?”

“Yeah. Maybe.”

“And not coming back?”

“If I leave, I won’t be coming back.”

“Where are you going? Back to the United States?”

“Something like that.”

“What’s in the envelope?”

“A couple of letters.”