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well. She had connections in almost every Intelligence
Agency in the world. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to
her floor.
    After
her husband had died, Elena had been subjected to months of grief counseling
and was made to see the agency’s psychologist. None of which had helped her.
Talking about the unfairness of life seemed pointless to her and the only thing
that could make anything right was closure, which she knew she would never get.
Not while Nikolai was still on her mind and he would never leave her, she wouldn’t
allow him to.
    Soon
Elena was entering her office and sighed out loud at the stack of papers on her
desk. The pile was never-ending. She dumped her purse into her desk drawer and
removed her coat before sitting down at her wood  desk. She barely had time for
her bottom to hit the soft cushion of the seat when a brisk knock sounded at
her door and was immediately opened. Surprised, Elena looked up at the man
standing in her doorway. She stared at him coolly as he entered her office and
closed the door behind him.
    SVR
Director Vladimir Mishkin looked over at her as he walked toward her desk. She
stood as he drew near. She knew how much he hated it since when she was
standing they stood eye to eye. At five foot six this was not much of an
accomplishment on her behalf.
    “What
can I owe this honor Director Mishkin?” she asked.
    Vladimir
Mishkin looked about her office, at the stack of paperwork on her desk before
looking back at Elena.
    “I
need you to work on a case.”
    Elena’s
eyebrow went up. She crossed her arms under her breasts and leant against her
desk. She hadn’t been expecting this. For the past six months she had been
confined to her desk, now she was being offered an active case and by
the Director of SVR. Go figure.
    She
nodded, understanding. “Meaning no one else wanted to do it?”
    Vladimir
narrowed his eyes. She knew she had hit the nail on the head. She had heard rumors
around the proverbial water cooler that a CIA Agent was on his way here. She
just never thought that she would be the liaison officer. Nor did she
particularly wish for the job. American’s have a rather bad reputation that
couldn’t be ignored.
    “The
American Agent is due in a matter of hours. I would not be asking you but as
you can see I am in a bind.”
    Yes
she could see that.
    “How
long is he anticipated to stay? I have other work I wish to complete and don’t
want my time to be monopolized.”
    “I
would want your complete attention on this matter Agent Ivanova. I don’t wish
him to be running about unattended.” He studied her carefully. “If you agree to
do this, I will reinstate you to live status.”
    She
smiled. “You must be desperate Director. I’ve been told until I complete my
stages of grieving and the psychologist signs off on my mental health that
these walls is all I’ll be seeing for a very long while.”
    Mishkin
frowned. “You are very stubborn.”
    “That’s
what Nikolai loved so much about me,” she told him sadly. “But I will accept
your terms Director. I miss the people connection I once had and let’s face it
no one likes paperwork.”
    Vladimir
Mishkin looked at her as if she was something under a microscope. “Are you sure
you’re ready for this? I could see if -”
    “I’ve
been ready for six months Director Mishkin,” Elena interrupted. “In fact I’ve
needed it.”
    Vladimir
nodded. “Very well Elena,” he said, using her first name, something he did
rarely. “But step lightly you will be watched closely.”
    “I’m
not going to go off the deep end,” she promised firmly.
    She
had learned it was easiest to keep her mouth shut and work in silence. At least
until she had the evidence she needed.
    “Then
the case is all yours,” Director Mishkin said and turned around, walking
towards the door. Elena followed him out of her office.
    “So,
who is this American Agent?”
     
    Lucas
hated to fly, he hated the cramped seats that