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…her？…into a fire。 Who could see that and not be enraged？ No wonder the rabble…rousing song 〃Arise； you Russian People〃 had been a genuinely popular favorite for years。 Some scenes cried out for bloody revenge； the theme for which was Prokofiev's fiery call to arms。 Soon he found himself humming the song。 A real intelligence officer you are 。 。 。 Toland smiled to himself； thinking just like the people you're supposed to study。。。defend our fair native land。。。nashu zyemlyu chestnuyu！
〃Excuse me； sir？〃 the toll collector asked。
Toland shook his head。 Had he been singing aloud？ He handed over the seventy…five cents with a sheepish grin。 What would this lady think； an American naval officer singing in Russian？
MOSCOW； R。S。F。S。R。
It was just after midnight when the truck drove north across the Kemenny Bridge to Borovitskaya； Square and turned right； toward the Kremlin。 The driver stopped for the first group of Kremlin Guards。 Their papers were fully in order； of course； and they were waved through。 The truck pulled up to the second checkpoint by the Kremlin Palace； where their papers were also in order。 From there it was five hundred meters to the service entrance of the Council of Ministers Building。
〃What are you delivering this time of day； rades？〃 the Red Army captain asked。
〃Cleaning supplies。 e； I will show you。〃 The driver got out and walked slowly around the back of the truck。 〃Must be nice； working here at night when things are so peaceful。〃
〃True enough；〃 the captain agreed。 He'd go off duty in another ninety minutes。
〃Here。〃 The driver pulled back the canvas cover。 There were twelve cans of industrial…strength solvent and a crate of hardware parts。
〃German supplies？〃 The captain was surprised。 He'd been on Kremlin duty for only two weeks。
〃Da。 The Krauts make very efficient cleaning machinery； and the vlasti make use of it。 This is carpet…cleaning fluid。 This is for lavatory walls。 This one here is for windows。 The crate…ah； I will open it。〃 The lid came off easily since the nails had already been loosened。 〃As you see； rade Captain； parts for some of the machines。〃 He smirked。 〃Even German machines break。〃
〃Open one of the cans；〃 the captain ordered。
〃Sure； but you won't like the smell。 Which one do you want opened？〃 The driver picked up a small prybar。
〃That one。〃 The captain pointed to a can of bathroom cleaner。
The driver laughed。 〃The worst…smelling of all。 Stand back； rade； we don't want to splash this slop on your clean uniform。〃
The captain was new enough on the job that he scrupulously did not step back。 Good； the driver thought。 He worked the prybar under the can's lid； twisted； and popped his free hand down on the end。 The lid flew off； and the captain was splashed by some flying solvent。
〃Shit！〃 It did smell bad。
〃I warned you； rade Captain。〃
〃What is this garbage？〃
'It's used to clean mildew off bathroom tiles。 It will e right out of the uniform； rade Captain。 But be sure you have it dry…cleaned soon。 An acid solution； you see； it could damage the wool。〃
The captain wanted to be mad； but the man had warned him； hadn't he？ Next time I'll know better； he thought。 〃Very well； take it in。〃
〃Thank you。 I am sorry about the uniform。 Don't forget to have it cleaned。〃
The captain waved to a private and walked off。 The soldier unlocked the door。 The driver and his assistant went inside to get a two…wheeled hand truck。
〃I warned him；〃 the driver said to the private。
〃You certainly did； rade。〃 The soldier was amused。 He； too； was looking forward to going off duty； and it wasn't often that you saw an officer get caught。
The driver watched his assistant load the cans onto the hand truck； and followed him as he wheeled it into the building to the service elevator。 Then both returned for the second load。
They took the elevator to the third floor； shut the power off； and moved their loads to a storage room directly below the large fourth…floor conference room。
〃That was good with the captain；〃 the assistant said。 〃Now let's get to work。〃
〃Yes； rade Colonel；〃 the driver answered at once。 The four cans of carpet…cleaning fluid had false tops which the lieutenant removed and set aside。 Next he took out the satchel charges。 The colonel had memorized the blueprints of the building。 The wall pillars were in the outside ers of the room。 One charge went to each； fixed to the inboard side。 The empty cans were placed next to the charges； hiding them。 Next the lieutenant removed two of the false…ceiling panels； exposing the steel beams supporting the fourth floor slab。 The remaining charges were attached there； and the ceiling panels replaced。 The charges already had their detonators attached。 The colonel took the electronic triggering device out of his pocket； he checked his watch； and waited for three minutes before pressing the button to activate the timers。 The bombs would explode in exactly eight hours。
The colonel watched the lieutenant tidy up； then wheeled the hand truck back to the elevator。 Two minutes later； they left the building。 The captain was back。
〃rade；〃 he said to the driver。 〃You shouldn't let this old one do all the heavy work。 Show some respect。〃
〃You are kind； rade Captain。〃 The colonel smiled crookedly and pulled a half…liter bottle of vodka from his pocket。 〃Drink？〃
The captain's solicitous attitude ended abruptly。 A worker drinking on duty…in the Kremlin！ 〃Move along！〃
〃Good day； rade。〃 The driver got into the truck and drove off。 They had to pass through the same security checkpoints； but their papers were still in order。
After leaving the Kremlin； the truck turned north on Marksa Prospekt and followed it all the way to the KGB headquarters building at 2 Dzerzhinskiy Square。
CROFFON； MARYLAND
〃Where are the kids？〃
〃Asleep。〃 Martha Toland hugged her husband。 She was wearing something filmy and attractive。 〃I had them out swimming all day； and they just couldn't stay awake。〃 An impish smile。 He remembered the first such smile； on Sunset Beach； Oahu； she with a surfboard and a skimpy swimsuit。 She still loved the water。 And the bikini still fit。
〃Why do I sense a plan here？〃
〃Probably because you're a nasty； suspicious spook。〃 Marty walked into the kitchen and came out with a bottle of Lancers Rosk and two chilled glasses。 〃Now why don't you take a nice hot shower and unwind a bit。 When you're finished； we can relax。〃
It sounded awfully good。 What followed was even better。
10 … Remember； Remember
CROFTON； MARYLAND
Toland woke to hear his phone ringing in the dark。 He was still dopey from the drive up from Norfolk and the wine。 It took a ring or two for him to react properly。 His first considered action was to check the display on the clock…radio…2：11。 Two in the fuckin' morning！ he thought； sure that the ringing was caused by a prank or a wrong number。 He lifted the receiver。
〃Hello；〃 he said gruffly。
〃Lieutenant mander Toland； please。〃
Uh…oh。 〃Speaking。〃
〃This is the CINCLANT intel watch officer；〃 the disembodied voice said。 〃You are ordered to return to your duty station at once。 Please acknowledge the order； mander。〃
〃Back to Norfolk right away。 Understood。〃 Wholly on instinct； Bob rotated himself in the bed to a sitting position； his bare feet on the floor。
〃Very well； mander。〃 The phone clicked off。
〃What is it； honey？〃 Marty asked。
〃They need me back at Norfolk。〃
〃When？〃
〃Now。〃 That woke her up。 Martha Toland bolted upright in the bed。 The covers spilled off her chest； and the moonlight through the window gave her skin a pale； ethereal glow。
〃But you just got here！〃
〃Don't I know it。〃 Bob stood and walked awkwardly toward the bathroom。 He had to shower and drink some coffee if he had any hope of reaching Norfolk alive。 When he returned ten minutes later； lathering his face； he saw that his wife had clicked on the bedroom TV to Cable Network News。
〃Bob； you better listen to this。〃
〃This is Rich Suddler ing to you live from the Kremlin；〃 said a reporter in a blue blazer。 Behind him Toland could see the grim stone walls of the ancient citadel fortified by Ivan the Terrible…now being patrolled by armed soldiers in bat dress。 Toland stopped what he was doing and walked toward the TV。 Something very strange was going on。 A full pany of armed troops in the Kremlin could mean many things； all of them bad。 〃There has been an explosion in the Council of Ministers building here in Moscow。 At approximately nine…thirty this morning； Moscow Time； while I was taping a report not half a mile away； we were surprised to hear a sharp sound ing from the new glass…and…steel structure； and…〃
〃Rich； this is Dionna McGee at the anchor desk。〃 The image of Suddler and the Kremlin retreated to a er of the screen as the director inserted the attractive black anchorperson who ran the night desk for CNN。 〃I presume that you had some Soviet security personnel with you at the time。 How did they react？〃
〃Well； Dionna； we can show you that if you can hold a minute for my technicians to set up that tape； I…〃 He pressed the earphone tight into his ear。 〃Okay； ing up now； Dionna…〃
The tape cut off the live picture； filling the entire screen。 It was on a pause setting； with Suddler frozen in the middle of a gesture to something or other； probably the part of the wall where they buried imp