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Without a Home
I was having a great time in Cuba, getting the best pussy that life has to offer and even some love. But it wasn't home. I was starting to yearn to get back to the States.
Entering the U.S. with my actual passport would probably get me thrown in jail, or at least held for some serious questioning. After all, even incompentent government bureaucrats had to see a correlation when a fired UAV weapons designer disappeared at the same time as the final flight. They had to at least want me for questioning, and at the minimum I wouldn't be able to work in defense again. I had no real prospects, or direction. I was starting to feel more like a lost puppy without a home than a stud on the loose with lots of cash.
You can find anything on the Internet, even from Cuba. So I started looking at web sites for ideas on how to get a new identity. I figured that was my best shot at going home. But it looked like the going rate was about $250K to get a rock solid new identity that would get me back into the States without any questions and allow me to work. I didn't have that kind of cash anymore. After all, I hadn't worked in almost 2 years now. And sneaking over the border into my own country would be hard, and then I would have no paperwork to get a job. Things weren't looking good.
I now truly felt that I had fucked up my life. I couldn't work in Cuba. Or if I did, I would never raise anything close to the money I needed to get home without going to jail. Of course, I could always confess and do the time, but I had the feeling that they might classify it as a terrorist act (even though no one was hurt, and that was obviously not the goal) and throw me away for life.
And then I found this odd criminal jobs site. It was literally like a "Craig's list" for felons. Most of the requests were for someone to do a hit, or play a specific role in a robbery, but there were a few listings looking for people to do detective work that was "no questions asked" or outside the law. A couple of the requests were in Latin American countries that I thought I could still get into without any issues. I figured I might be able to make another robotic crow, and drill some lenses in buildings to track activity or take pictures as proof. So I figured that I could try doing this to make enough money to get my new identity. Then settle down for an easy life with my sweet Vida. It was kind of a desperate, but it was the only idea that I could come up with.
I tried to explain this plan to Vida, but she clearly thought it was ridiculous. First, that I could build a machine that could pass as a bird was literally beyond her imagination. That I would do detective work for possible criminals struck her as so wrong that it wasn't even worthy of discussion. She clearly wanted no part of it, but I was sure that somehow I could get her to understand once I showed her a bird that I built.
The main thing that she did pick up on right away was that I was running out of money, and that seemed to concern her deeply. My running out of funds was something that had clearly been on her mind for a while, and when she learned that I couldn't easily go back to the U.S., she obviously thought less of me. I could see it running through her mind "had she been sleeping with a criminal all this time?" I tried to reassure her that I was not about to go broke and had money to last for quite a while in Cuba (which was true), which got her to the point of sleeping in my bed again, but not quite with the same sweet passion.
So things weren't really going great with her, but I figured we would get through it. And I determined that building another bird and going into the "detective" business was really the only way forward. So I ordered parts for another bird from an electronics distributor in Mexico City, and planned a trip there to pick them up.
Vida really wanted to go to Mexico with me. She said she had never been out of Cuba before and was really excited about the idea. I agreed, thinking that I was convincing her to see my point of view, but little did I know that she had plans of her own.
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