The next day, Galerkin returned to the hotel. The same rules, the same protocols, the same tape recorder inside Higgins" jacket pocket.
The only differences being that this meeting wasn"t sanctioned by the Agency. The CIA station didn"t know that Higgins was meeting Galerkin for a second time and it was strictly off the books; two spies hiding from their own sides for a brief period of time.
Galerkin had brought with him an attaché case, filled with raw intelligence material, purloined from the very heart of one of Russian Intelligence"s most notorious case officers. Higgins looked at the case, his eyes constantly drawn back to it and the secrets that lay within. “Mr. Galerkin, have you told anyone else about this in the Agency?”
Galerkin looked offended. “I have not. They told me that
