What would Fidel say?  Cortez nearly laughed out loud at the thought.  For as long as that bearded ideologue had breathed, he'd hated the norteamericanos as an evangelist hated sin, enjoyed every small sting he'd been able to inflict on them, dumped his criminals and lunatics on the unsuspecting Carter - Anyone could have taken advantage of that fool, Cortez thought with amusement - played every possible gambit of guerrilla diplomacy against them.  He really would have enjoyed this one.  Now Felix just had to figure a way to pass the message along.  It was a high-risk play on his part, but he'd won every toss to this point, and the dice were hot in his hand!