WHO IS MISTER I? -- excerpt

Sneak illegal cars into Cuba? First take a spin with the esoteric Mister I


Burns looked up incredulous. He rarely becomes skeptical just because disbelief comes up. But this time he clearly couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He said quietly, “You mean Havana don’t you? You want to sell American vehicles ... in Cuba.”

He waved this off. “No, Burns. I do sell cars in Cuba.” He was grinning.

Burns’s palms turned up. “You’ll go to jail.”

“I haven’t yet.”

Burns snorted. “Things get out.”

“I know they do. That’s why you’re here.”

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