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Valentin Fortunov
with Andrew Carey
Part 4: Tuesday
TUESDAY
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Picture credits
Ben was lying on his bed in the dark. But his curtains
were not fully drawn and some light spilled in from the
boulevard. He was following the shadows as they
moved across the ceiling and trying to think of nothing.
Instead, his thoughts jumped wildly from Lazar to his
sick daughter, from the bullets in Uroshevats to
Salomon in the passenger seat of the lead vehicle on its
way to the Black Sea. He tried to imagine the plutonium
and the ship that was ferrying it. They thought it was on
a tanker. Where have they hidden the container? On the
hull? Using magnets? Hardly. Too risky. Then he thought
of Trent. There had been some success there. They had
identified two Kosovars who were probably connected
with the plutonium shipment. But they hadn’t been able
to extract any hard information.
The telephone rang. It was the call from
Washington he’d been waiting for. He switched on the
scrambler.
‘Hi, Ben, are you asleep?’ He was pleased to hear
Patty’s voice.
‘Secure. No, Patty,’ Ben smiled. ‘No chance. This
plutonium is pursuing me. It’s becoming a Greek
monster with two heads and three eyes on each one.’ He
heard his boss’s ringing laugh.
‘Don’t worry, Ben, I’m just the same… well without
the monsters, of course. But you’re very close to Greece
there, aren’t you?’
‘Sure. From here, Thessalonica is nearer than
Burgas.’
‘However you feel, Ben, try to sleep tonight. You
won’t get much chance over the next two days. The
DDO flies tonight. Everything is as discussed. He wants
me to stress again that the visit is incognito. He will see
only your Lazar and the big chief at AMAN who is on
his way from Tel Aviv now. He still plans to bring
Crawford back with him. And he wants you to keep him
informed personally of any developments. Don’t
hesitate to ring him during his flight. But don’t forget to
ring me too…’ Patty laughed again. ‘Any questions?’
‘No, Patty. I think everything is clear…’
‘Ah, one thing, the Israelis are bringing two new
scanners tonight to Sofia. Make sure there’s transport to
Burgas available the moment they land.’
‘Excellent, Patty. I’ll see to it.’
‘Try to sleep, Ben, good night.’
‘Good night, Patty.’
Ben looked at the clock. It was nearly midnight. He
decided it was impossible that Lazar would already be
in bed and called to tell him the latest news from
Washington.
‘Hi, Ben,’ Lazar answered. ‘Why aren’t you asleep?’
‘I can’t, Colonel. What about you? Are you at
home?’
‘I’m on a bench,’ Lazar said and paused, then
added, ‘outside the clinic.’
Without hesitation, Ben heard himself say, ‘I’m
coming over.’