“Is it a coincidence, or something more?”
“You know as well as I that in this business, there is no such thing as coincidence, only enemy action.”
The older man pulled a face of displeasure, his tone growing angry. “The bigger picture is that several of your agents from the BEAR network have been murdered.”
BEARThey"d been walking for the past hour, battling through the snowdrift that had turned the pathway into a treacherous blanket of white ice. The snow clouds had receded, giving way to a bright clear day. Vladimir Krivitsky, KGB officer, had been forced to borrow a pair of snow boots from his host when he"d been told they would be going out for a walk to “discuss matters of some urgency.” His host was General Yuri Sakharovsky, Chief of the First Chief Directorate, the KGB"s overseas
