A Darker Place (Sean Dillon)
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Outspoken Russian writer Alexander Kurbsky wanted to "disappear" into the West. To avoid the wrath of the ruling elite, he makes elaborate plans with covert experts Charles Ferguson and Sean Dillon for his escape.
It's a real coup for the West-except for one thing: Kurbsky is still working for the Russians. And his master plan is about to unfold.
said Katya. ‘Now, please let me apologize, I must run off to the Slade for a seminar, so if you would accompany me, Lady Starling, I will show you the kitchen, and if there’s anything you’d like—coffee, tea, something stronger—I’m sure you won’t be shy about helping yourselves. We don’t keep a maid.’ ‘Of course.’ Monica wasn’t in the least put out. ‘Anything I can do.’ Katya kissed Svetlana on the forehead. ‘Later, you may tell me all about whatever it is. Now I must go.’ She and Monica went
through the dining room and the coaches behind where most passengers were curled up in sleep. He was careful, paused at each connecting door and scanned the passengers inside, looking for his quarry, and finally reached the club car, and there they were at the far end. He withdrew and was approached by the head waiter as he went back through the restaurant car. There were only about a dozen people eating. ‘Would you and your friends like a table, Monsieur?’ ‘I’m not sure. When is the next
Burlaka?’ Ivanov whispered. ‘Back at Belleville. I disarmed them and told them to run for it or else.’ ‘But why did you do this?’ ‘I am under orders, from Putin himself.’ He stood up. ‘We can’t talk freely here. Come out on the viewing platform.’ He went and opened the door that gave on to the platform with the ironwork rail: it was a spot very popular with smokers in these anti-cigarette times. Although there was a canopy, the rain blew in. Ivanov said, ‘We’re going to get soaked. What the
bring in the heavy artillery. They’ll wait and watch. If I become wretched Henri Duval, the walking ghoul, dying of lung cancer, racked by the effects of chemotherapy, the odd job man living over the garage at the house, it’ll be so different from what they expected to find that eventually they’ll just move on. Of course, if it doesn’t work and they sniff me out, I can always do a runner.’ ‘So you’re up for it?’ Dillon said. ‘The sooner the better. To make such a fundamental change in me so
furious. He put Kurbsky up on the screen. Too good-looking for his own good, he decided morosely, then brought up his record and started going through it carefully. Kurbsky had found Bounine in the Volvo outside the Pierre and brought him up to speed. He smoked a cigarette. Bounine said, ‘So far, so good. It’s worked. She must be quite a lady.’ ‘That’s an understatement.’ ‘So, if they take the bait, we have Paris to look forward to. Colonel Luhzkov will be pleased.’ ‘Only because he wants