Lino Mendoza rises from the streets of Puerto Rico and leads a crusade to build Puerto Rico City - a new city to rival Las Vegas, Macau, Dubai and all the rest.
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Puerto Rico City - A Novel
Puerto Rico City - A Novel
An entertainment city to take on Las Vegas, Macau, Dubai, and all the others.
Lino Mendoza rises from the streets of Puerto Rico to become a Wall Street lawyer and then governor of the U.S. island territory that, for decades, has stagnated in economic inertia and political confusion. Against ruthless and cunning international business predators and politicians, he leads a grassroots movement in a crusade to build Puerto Rico City -- a new city to eclipse all others as the place to be and be seen.
Straddling the 2008 financial crisis, this international drama unfolds against the backdrop of geopolitics, world business and current events and then converges on a tiny hypnotic island that has been constantly in search of its destiny.
In different times, Lino Mendoza would have instantly reframed the onslaught by the U.S. Navy as a repugnant symbol of American imperialism. But he had been too busy on deals for investment banks and other status-conscious clients at Ashton & Cavendish, one of New York City’s top law firms. Lino started at the firm after graduating from Yale and clerking for a federal judge in Manhattan. Lino observed events in Puerto Rico with fragmented attention and a general sense that, in the grand scheme of the world’s business, Puerto Rico was a coincidental, but minor detail of his past. Still, he casually followed news about the island.
Lino’s rise to partnership at Ashton & Cavendish had not been without its travails, mostly endured in secrecy. Accent elimination classes, sartorial studies, impulse control, and background revisionism started during law school. Even though his left knee flared up in cold or humid days, he got rid of the cane. He shaved off his moustache. Despite his social conversations to the contrary, Lino had not really grown up in a penthouse on Ashford Avenue in Condado. He had never insisted on working sleeve buttons for his suit jackets or a silk handkerchief in his breast pocket. His family had not really given him his first car as a gift.
He had stolen it, a Chevrolet Camaro, from an Hato Rey movie theater parking lot. Lino knew that he had to defend it. Physical force, not law, protects stolen property. Ask any American. He used a razor knife – a double-sided razor blade available in any grocery store, wedged onto one end of a stick. It was dark and it was necessary. The odds were roughly even. Lino and his challenger were both armed. While Lino felt he had made solid contact, he never really saw his opponent’s face or the wound. New blue paint, shiny alloy rims, and the Camaro was Lino’s. After the Camaro, Lino bought a Glock 17 handgun and kept it under the driver’s seat. He had used it twice.