Long Weekend? More snow coming in?

Sounds like a good weekend for a book…..

He stands, then nods to Sergei, who turns and nods towards the darkness, summoning three other henchmen into the light. The two of them walk away, back into the darkness, and away from the thuds, cracks and screams which soon emerge from the cone of light.

Dmitry speaks, as he picks up his jacket from a chair where it was resting around a table. “So. America. Go find him, Sergei.”

“That’s no simple task, Dmitry. It is easy for a man with forty-five million dollars to disappear.”

“That is MY forty-five million dollars,” Dmitry thundered. “I want it back. And I want him.”

Sergei stepped back a step, lowered his head deferentially. “Of course, Dmitry.”

Dmitry paused, gathered himself again, then looked down at the chess board on the table, still in mid-game. “He has a daughter.”

Sergei stepped up proudly. “Then I will kill her, too.”

Dmitry shook his head. “You misunderstand, Sergei. To get to the King, you must know where his pieces belong.” He looked at Dmitry. “He has a daughter, and, in America, she must go to school. He is too proud to hide her in the public schools, the fool. Search the private schools. The finest private schools. Find her, find him.”

Sergei nodded. “I will get this done, Pakhan.”

Dmitry started to walk away, then stopped, as one last hideous crack came from the light behind them. In the sudden silence, he was able to speak quietly.

“Oh, and Sergei? You must hide our involvement. As weak as Washington has become, our friends in Moscow cannot afford tension with Washington.”

“Any ideas how we might do that?”

Dmitry shrugged, then nodded towards the chess board. “All warfare is based on deception. Just give them other pieces while you hide your queen, then…”

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