Black Knight in Red Square

“If the KGB knew about our meeting,” said Seven, “you would not be seeing anyone for a long time. You might not live very long.”

“You are not very good at this,” said the dark-eyed one, “not good at all. If you get away with the plan, it will be because of what I do, what I plan. You’re wasting time with these games. I’ve got to get back or someone might grow suspicious about where I’ve been. The cash now, and all of it.”

Robert nodded to Seven, who went to a briefcase on the table and extracted a package.

“If you—” Seven began, but a gesture from Robert stopped her words. She handed the package to the visitor.

Irina jumped back quickly, banging her shoulder against the open door.