Word: havana
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Watergate shadow, drug dealer, scoundrel. He was, for archaeologists of roguery, the fossil evidence that money can buy power and immunity from the reach of the law. Now, suddenly and surprisingly, he was back in the news. But last week Robert Vesco became not a player but a pawn. Havana, which had provided him rich refuge for a decade, seemed to decide the moment had arrived to offer him up to the U.S., which had been chasing him unsuccessfully for 23 years...
...simply for arriving late for work, was so incensed at the tardiness of the bodyguards assigned to him by the government that he gave all of them Rolexes to keep accurate time. Last week the only security guard at his empty white-washed house at 2114 204th Street, in Havana's elegant Atabey suburb, turned journalists away, saying, "If you want to know more, please direct your inquiries to Villa Marista." Villa Marista is the headquarters of Cuba's state police, who deal with only the most sensitive cases and do not give up secrets easily. Was Vesco under arrest...
Robert Vesco, one of the two or three most wanted U.S. fugitives for more than 20 years, is now the focus of a diplomatic poker game between Havana and Washington. Last week, Cuban officials quietly notified American officials that they had detained the rogue financier, who fled the U.S. during the Watergate scandals amid charges of massive embezzlement and bribing the Nixon re-election campaign. (A major drug trafficking indictment came later.) Clinton Administration officials, wary of Cuban motives, today said they were interested in Vesco's extradition -- but not, as Havana has hinted, atthe price of warming U.S. relations...
...being housed at the U.S. naval base at Guantanamo to come to the mainland, and some Cuba experts are hopeful that if Castro keeps his end of the bargain-mainly by not persecuting any rafters returned by the U.S. Coast Guard in the future-the icy relations between Havana and Washington might begin to thaw...
...woman on the arm of a short, sleazy general. The soft breeze off the sea; the intermittent light of cars, winking along the Malecon; the Nacional above us, like a giant beached galleon: it was like a romantic's Eden. And here I was with the brightest Eve in Havana, and she was asking me to rescue her from Paradise...