The don served flan. Luncheon had been arranged with a caution befitting one of the world's richest fugitives. Nine weeks ago, TIME's reporter in Bogota, Tom Quinn, received a call from a go-between: "The Cali guys have an announcement to make. Do you want to talk to them?" A week later, after an introductory phone chat and a roundabout journey to the rendezvous, Quinn found himself dining in a modest apartment in downtown Cali, a tidy industrial city in the Cauca Valley currently under occupation by 4,000 Colombian antidrug commandos and a CIA anti-crime task force. His genial host was the...
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