"As we've discussed," he told the man, "this has to be carefully executed. America has a lot of military power, and we have to cut off their legs and take control before they have a chance to react."

"It is an honor, jefe," Hector told him. "I await your call."

It wasn't until they were back on the plane and in the air, and he was seated with a drink in his hand, that he made the next call. As expected, it went to voice mail, so he left a message. Fifteen minutes ...