 That way you can walk away from it. I had not known assassination was such a delicate art, senor. Delicate art, huh? Si. A suggestion, if I may. Go right ahead. A thing I know about senor Cullen. Each day at six, at twilight, he sits on a bench, the same bench always, and looks over the embarcadero. The embarcadero? The waterfront. He sits there and looks out upon the ocean. Where's the bench? There is a statue, senor.