Hernandez's Hideaway. "It's an asymmetric encryption technique based on very large prime numbers," says the hacker. "But the operator was lazy. He filled in blank spaces with meaningless additive keys. The same set, every time." "We're going to need this in English," says Jeanie. Thank the Lord; I don't speak hacker. "The KGB used to do this back in the 1970s. They taught it to all their allies. But nobody does it anymore. Except --" "The Cuban Intelligence Service," finishes Jeanie, scrambling for her cellphone.
Rocky's phone rings, and he picks up. "Carl," says Jeanie on the other end. "It's the Cuban Intelligence Service. They're behind this." An unmarked van pulls up across from Rocky's car, and a guy in a trenchcoat gets out. Rocky can't hear Jeanie because she's breaking up. "Hernandez is with them!" she shouts. "It's not Hola Norteña. It's Castro's own people!" Rocky finally hears the words "Castro's" and "people" and "Hernandez" and "with them" and realizes just in time that he'd better get the hell out of there. He peels out just as Trenchcoat Guy is right outside his door. Nice save, Rocky.
Okay. Here's where it all gets explained to us as to why Castro's own people might want him dead. Pay attention. Because if I get anything wrong here, which is entirely possible, I'm going to depend on you people to correct me. I don't want to detail these garbled conversations any more than is absolutely necessary, okay? OKAY? Good.
Rocky, Patton, and Big Cheese are storming through the halls of the CIA. "It's gotta be the hard-line faction," says Rocky to the Big Cheese. "If they just wait for Castro to die, democracy could slip in and they'd all be out of a job." "But if they kill him themselves and frame us, their futures would be very secure," continues Patton. "This is why it's happening now," says Cheese. "They're afraid of a peaceful end." "You could call Castro directly, sir," says Patton. Cheese looks at Patton as if he's wearing a sparkly halter-top and a bright pink tutu. "I'm not on his buddy list, Jackson." Heh.
Back in Miami, Jeanie once again approaches Moray. "Where is he?" she asks, cutting to the chase. "Ah," says Moray, "the 'special investigator.'" "Ruben Navarro," says Jeanie. "Is he with Hernandez?" Moray pretends not to know what she's talking about. Jeanie tells Moray that he's being used and that Hernandez is with Cuban Intelligence. "Because you say so?" says Moray. "He and his friends want Castro assassinated so that they can stay in power. They're using you. And Navarro. They're playing him as a patriot." Moray ignores her. Jeanie suggests that the FBI already has enough to arrest Moray for conspiracy. "Maybe I'm using them," says Moray. "You knew?" asks Jeanie. "You spent your whole life fighting them. Killing Castro like this...the system won't change." Moray says nothing and gets into his car. Suddenly, shots ring out. Jeanie instinctively falls to the ground. She opens up Moray's door and he falls out, dead.
Later, Jeanie calls Patton and tells him that Moray's dead, and that the FBI's looking for Hernandez because they think he's the shooter. Patton thinks this makes sense, because Cuban Intelligence would get rid of anyone who knew what they were up to, especially if they knew that person was talking to the CIA. Billy gets on the line. "Lisa, it's [Billy]. I'm going to New York." "I'll meet you there," she says. "Good," he says. "You can help me walk in my brother's shoes." "What do you mean?" "He trained Navarro." Jeanie looks dismayed. Well, you'd be dismayed too if you learned that the guy you were sleeping with had been training killers on a daily basis.