SECOND LADY (1980)

Irving Wallace
1
Sitting there, she began to feel better. The torture and
was almost over.
The arrangement of furniture Louis XVI Salon
Oval Yellow had changed. Remained
sitting upright and alert in the middle of the sofa,
striped back to the bow window and extension
south lawn of the garden sector, compared to at least
twenty reporters and four reporters from the White
House
most of them in folding chairs, almost all
relentless.
Nora had settled between Judson, his
press secretary and friend, and Laurel Eakins, his
appointments secretary, who supported and
encouraged. But the
weight had endured herself. Since he had
become first lady had been granted only
four press conferences in two years.
It held at the behest of her husband ( "greater
opening could be helpful to us both ") was the fifth.
Because of its long silence the press had
come with an excess of questions.
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Although the child had not enjoyed
respite during the last hour, almost all
questions were easy and frivolous. Was it true that
had followed a diet low in carbohydrates?
Was expected to resume her tennis lessons?
Would you participate actively in the campaign of her
husband
in the primaries? Do you trust her and chairman
seeking their views about matters of state? What
novels he had read lately? Did you have any opinion
about current women's fashions? "He was still
London still Ladbury your favorite designer?
What was your reaction to recent surveys
view according to which she was now more women
popular in the world? And so on, without any
pause.
Now a large woman with a nasal accent
Texas was leading him a serious question.
Bradford ord-S in conjunction with the announcement
by
that will assist you to the International Meeting
Women in Moscow this week before accompanying his
husband to the London summit ...
- Yes
- Have you changed your views on the
amendment on equal rights or the
issue of abortion? What you speak of these issues in
Moscow?
He noticed that his press secretary wriggled
uncomfortably
at his side, but disregarded the warning and continued

forward.
-T engo intention about both issues as
speak at the meeting. As for my views,
I must say I have not changed at all. Sigo
have long believed that they should be women
equal rights in the United States and
every day we are more supports in this regard: As
the issue of abortion, there's much to be said for a
and other position. "He paused to hear him sigh
relief from his press secretary, and went on. No
But I think that there should be no law
against abortion. I think it has to be a
individual decision that each woman should take their
account ...
- Talk about it in Moscow?
"No doubt. Also try to establish,
based on available statistics, which is
now the position of women in States
States on both issues.
He had gotten up yet another reporter, high and
bony. He spoke with a Boston accent modulated.
-S ord Bradford, can you tell us what else
you expect to discuss at the International Meeting
Women?
-W omen in the U.S. labor sector.
The women in our armed forces. Oh, infinity
of issues. I have a very comprehensive report ready
when you return.

The editor of The York Times rose.

"I understand you're going to spend three
days in Moscow. Can you say what other activities
plans to develop, besides the meetings?
-B ueno, since it is gonna be my first visit to the
Soviet Union, I hope to allow time for
make some visits to places of interest ... but I think
Nora may inform them better about my
schedule.
Nora looked at Judson and his press secretary took
over with quickly, efficiently, and brilliance.
Billie Bradford first reclined on the couch
sigh of relief. That day, especially since the
noon until then had been so busy and
so dominated by the concerns that had not
account until that time I was exhausted
really. He was disheveled. He looked for
look at the sweater, blue cashmere and skirt
blue pleated darker. Both ensembles
offered still look neat and groomed. Well
then it would be the hair. Her long blond hair
combed back in a bun secured by
a silk ribbon. But as always, some
strands had come loose and hung on the
front. With a characteristic gesture, removed the locks
and smoothed again.
Nora was describing representatives of the
Moscow press the itinerary of the first lady and

Billie Bradford felt comforted. Simulating

pay attention to his press secretary Billie left
your mind back to the late hours of the morning
of that momentous day and to cross all afternoon
to reach this moment. Before
noon, had sent all correspondence
staff, particularly his letters to his father in Malibu and
her younger sister, Kit, saying that after
Moscow, before leaving for London, would have to
spend a day in Los Angeles and expected to see you
both.
Then he had, stuck in the pressure cooker.
He had been a long lunch in the Dining Room
Family in honor of the wives of the leaders of the
majority and minority of the Senate and House of
representatives, and the wives of several
important leaders of the committees. Immediately
thereafter,
The winners received a contest
sponsored painting. by a national association of
disabled people. Then had
Ladbury presented himself, fresh from London
for preliminary testing of new clothes
and costumes that I thought look at Moscow and
London. Without the
less rest, aided by her personal maid
Sarah Keating, had embarked on the search for a
scrapbook of his student, Guy
Parker needed for its investigations with a view to
the autobiography he was writing in his name.

Then he had fallen and had gone to the Rose Garden.

The late August afternoon was soft and had been
nice to get in the sun to the delegation of Girl
Scouts and their leaders and award prizes
special girls who had distinguished themselves in
outstanding service to the community.
With just five minutes of time, had
Nora directed the company Yellow Oval Room
upstairs, where representatives of the press
had been taking tea while waiting for his
arrival.
And now, after more than an hour, realized
press conference that just ended. Nora
and Laurel were standing on either side of it, and
rushed to get off the couch to murmur a
words of thanks and say goodbye.
Once he had emptied the room, stood,
drained of energy. The smile, so long frozen
in their pale features of classical, vanished
in a tight straight line. It was done, the
momentous day had ended, and yet still
not quite.
I had to take a final action.
Recovering, he left the room alone, advanced by the
long hallway toward the elevator and took it to
go down stairs.
Minutes later, he entered the West Wing, is
addressed the Cabinet Room and entered. Rarely
showed apprehensive or anxious, but now
felt both sensations. The spacious
room smelled of leather and cigar smoke. As
had assumed, there were five, all sitting
around the magnificent mahogany table, watching
yet the two television monitors in which
images appeared she Yellow Oval Room
had just left.
The bigger the group, a man
stocky and bulky, it Pietrov General Ivan,
KGB chairman, got up quickly: In its
broad Slavic face, displaying a smile.
- Ah, Vera Vavilova! He exclaimed.He kissed her in a
cheek, then on the other. My dear, has been
you proud. A faultless performance. My
congratulations!
-T hanks, "she said while his heart stop
pounding. Many thanks.
The general had Pietrov talking again.
"So you've finished the last test
general-studied closely. Do you think it
ready?
-E stoy list, "she said.
"Okay," he said, picking up his cap. Now I hope to get
back those years of real living that life owes me.
go to the Kremlin to inform the prime minister.
When left the Cabinet Room, it will
followed and watched them get into the car and drop
the false
White House, across the high fence gate open

by KGB guards. He stood and watched,

beyond the open gate, the distant domes
golden needles inside the Kremlin and
the Moscow skyline.
"O there thought three days, after nearly three years of
hard effort. "
In the end, Vera Vavilova smiled inwardly.
This time with a genuine smile.
Yes, I was actually ready.

2
As he left the building in Georgetown
one of whose apartments he lived, Guy Parker
realized that this would not be their day. When
Washington was hot and humid, there was in the
world no city more suffocating. By the time
pulled into the alley and walked to the garage, he was
starting to feel sticky all over. He
sweat stains from my armpits to the waist. The
shirt had stuck to her body like a
wide bandage tape. After opening the
door of his new Ford, took off his jacket
thread striped, loosened his tie point is
bowed and sat at the wheel. He left his jacket folded
on the seat beside him and placed it on the small
tape
a cassette.
After starting the car, make up
back and left the lane, accelerated and went to the
maximum speed at Madison hotel. He had a
lunch appointment at one and a half. I did not want to
get
late because her guest was extraordinarily

busy and made him a favor. Twice he had quoted

to have lunch with George Kilday and every single
time
Kilday had canceled the appointment at the last
moment
because of some urgent news. An hour had
Kilday telephoned the office of The Los Angeles Times
in Washington and had assured him that afternoon
the appointment was to remain standing. Parker was
doubly
determined not to be late because the interview was
a real favor. The head office had nothing
Parker win seeing that while Parker was
much to gain.
He ran around town or at least between the
Members of the fourth estate, the rumor that Parker
was
to keep half a million dollars advance
the editor had given to the first lady for her
autobiography (the other half million be spent on
works
charities). Kilday had had many reasons
to be jealous, angry and not wanting to cooperate.
Instead, it proved to be a very
amiable, a veteran who was glad of the success of their
colleagues.
Guy Parker came to Madison with four minutes
advance. Taking the tape and coat it
gave the car to the doorman. In the lobby,
Exquisitely furnished, fresh air will
provided, immediate relief and renewed energy. It
deflected past the reception desk and the
window box and hurried to the simple coffee. Al
enter, saw a waitress was accompanying
Kilday at a table. He approached them, waving to
Kilday
hand, and Kilday waved back.
He knew very well Kilday, but had
met him about half a dozen
of times over the past two years and
medium, at the time that Parker was one of the
drafters of the president's speeches, and the few
times they had spoken, they had done for
very short time and always talking about politics.
Almost all staff knew of Kilday, unless it was
it was an appreciable time in the
environments journalism, for his tenacity with
news and its almost religious respect for accuracy.
Parker was not aware that there had been some
relationship
between Kilday and first lady until that meeting
initial that the very Billie,
he communicated. Had been speaking of the period
post-graduation in journalism from Billie in the
Vassar. Before his father retired, she had
been working in the advertising agency which
was a customer of the company that marketed
inventions
of his father. He had got a job at a
public relations firm in New York and more
afternoon had been its representative in London during
a brief period. It had returned to Los Angeles.
decided to write a novel and, as I was by the
half, had broken into pieces.

"And shortly after, did you get a job

The LA Times, is not it? had asked
Parker.
"No exactly.In fact my first job
journalism, if I may so call it, was in a newspaper
direct distribution of Santa Monica in exchange for a
lowest weekly wage. The money did not matter. In
Not really needed it. What was interesting was that this
he gave me access to many events and places
not otherwise have known. Well, one day
editor I assigned the task of writing a
report of a rehabilitation center
addicts. But instead of doing it
routine, interviewing the director, I had an
idea, thought of something he had read in a biography
Nellie Bly.
"L to trying to beat the record around the world
in Eighty Days Jules Verne?
-L to itself.The Fogg Verne did in
eighty days in the novel. Nellie Bly did in the
reality in 1889 and 1890. He circled the world in
seventy-two days. In any case, before carrying
After this feat, just as I was beginning to
as a reporter novel in the New York
World, Nellie Bly wrote an article about the
madmen who were sent to Blackwell's Island and about
receiving treatment there. But instead of making
report as Orthodox, Nellie donned

rags, assumed a deranged, simulated

insanity and got him to shut up in the
Blackwell Island. As a patient, was observed
directly the miserable conditions and the
cruelty with which they were treated the sick. On
leaving,
wrote two stories are front page on its
experience. That complaint was made famous in the
overnight. Well then, I had
commissioned a report routinely on a
rehabilitation center for drug addicts in Santa Monica
and thought of Nellie Bly and I said ... Why not?
- Did you get admission to the facility as a drug addict?
"Addicted to cocaine. And it worked. I could see
many things. Then I wrote the story in first
person, from the point of view of a patient. Good,
I will not say it was a feeling ... the final analysis the
report was published in a small publication
full direct distribution weekly ad
Real estate and food stores ... but,
still get them to look a little on me and I
commended. Above all, my family. My father loved it.
So much so that he sent a clipping to a friend who
occupied a leading position in the Los Angeles Times.
Al
executive liked it and also liked the fact that
was the work of the daughter of Clarence Lane (my
father was by
then pretty famous for his inventions) and passed
Work on the writing section. The editor
called me for an interview and decided to undergo a

test for my login template.

- What did?
"It was a failure," Billie Bradford, starting to
laugh. I have recruited and dispatched in
twenty four hours, were it not for George Kilday.
He was a reviewer of manuscripts and saved my own
skin.
- What happened?
"Oh, I will not go into details. Ask her to
George Kilday. He will tell him everything. Now is
here in
Washington, is the head of the office of Los Angeles
Times. In fact, should you see all
modes. He will update about many things
related to my news that I toddle
memory. It's authentic reporter's eye.
Ask.
-A yes I will, Mrs. Bradford.But first I want
ask you some questions. What happened to the
first task entrusted to him?
And she had told him, had told him that
could remember that his first mission.
Anyway, about that some months ago and well
had learned Parker the small role played
by Kilday in the life of Billie Bradford and had
offered to meet Kilday and finally had
tried and now in his third attempt, Parker
Kilday was sitting at the cafe
Madison.
Parker immediately expressed its appreciation

the collaboration of veteran journalist.

-N or more could one, "said Kilday.
The waitress came back to take note and, while
Kilday studying again the menu, choosing soup
chicken with noodles and a sandwich of white bread
with cheese
and lettuce, Parker studied the bureau chief. This was
bushy white eyebrows, prominent nose and
pronounced jaws with two wounds shaving
all on a short neck and a chunky body
wearing a wrinkled suit gray. After
selected dishes, Parker said the tape recorder
had deposited on the plastic table.
- Do you mind?
"Come," said Kilday. I did not use them. They seem
a waste of time The transcript gives much
labor and much of it is inconsequential. But no,
I do not mind being tapped.
Parker pushed the button and launched the device.
- How long in Washington? He asked.
"I moved here last year with the arrival of
Billie Bradford White House.
-M ace approximately three years.
-Approx. I feel quite proud
it. You are giving a fresh look at the old house. Is
as elegant as Jacqueline Kennedy. As list
sincere Betty Ford. With a creative mind
more marked than that of the latter and also more
cunning
policy. So no doubt as Rosalynn Carter.

Much instinct. In my opinion the most graceful that

we had there.
-E stoy agree, "said Parker.It is a delight
work with her. Have you been seeing in
Mrs. Bradford often since becoming
first lady?
-No, too.Not much to do with the Ala
This. I'm in the area of the West Wing. Politics
presidential exclusively. However, she has had
kind enough to invite to three or four banquets
gala.
"And whether or not you know he had something to do
with his
life. One day not long ago she mentioned to
you.
- Really?What you mentioned?
"The way you had saved my skin
after his first mission in the LA Times.
- She told you that?
"Yes he said he owed much.
"It's something anyone would have. What
hell, it was just a rookie reporter with
recently completed studies and a couple of jobs in
the advertising industry-Kilday He paused. What
was what he did?
-T he bare facts.I thought you could
giving further details. It's a very appealing area for
the book.
Go on.

-S or first job of the newspaper account said

Parker. It was very important to her and the head of
Edit ... I do not know his name ...
-D ave Nugent.
Greetings, Whatever the case, ordered him to interview
someone important ...
"Dr. Jonas Salk T.The vaccine against
poliomyelitis. Moved from La Jolla to
deliver a lecture in Los Angeles.
-M u well.She requested the interview and the
granted. Salk very kind he was. Him
provided a wonderful material. She sat at the
machine, wrote the report and handed it to you
to do it get to the editor. The report came
you struck him terribly bad, inexperienced, poorly
raised, and so on. Without saying anything, stopped
him. Knew
that in case of reading, the editor was going to fire.
Consequently, he turned quietly to a close
a friend of his who was devoted to merge articles, a
Veteran journalist named Steve Woodson ...
-S teve Kilday Woods corrected him.
"Yeah, thanks. Woods. He fully merged
job and returned upon request. You passed the
report to the editor. He liked and gave to Billie
permanent employment. When he saw published,
Billie
was amazed at what had happened. He came to you
and
you confessed everything. He said the interview was
horrible. He told exactly what had

wrong. He said he had gone to work

Woods to consolidate it. He noted that it is
was modified to be acceptable. She was
one pupil. The next time, and all
times that followed, got it right. This is the
version of Mrs. Bradford. Is it essentially
accurate?
Kilday had finished his sandwich.
"Hmm, I guess, basically," he said. It
covered her mouth with a cupped hand, and behind
it used a toothpick to wipe the
interdental spaces. Only one thing is not
correspond to the truth. Because I never discloses. No
Steve Woods there was no charge of merging the
work. This did not exist. If there existed, I do not
had shown her the story, had not wanted
neither he nor anyone knowing how bad he had Billie
conducted its first mission. Would not have wanted
that the matter reached the ears of the chief. No. The
truth is
that I brought the story home, so I rewrote
and I gave it. I never told him. He did not want
was in my debt. I just wanted to be her
friend. And she never knew. I do not know then. And
still does not know. Therefore, it is something that
you no good. You can use it in your book. He
have revealed a writer to writer. Now forget it.
'C Urios individual, thought Parker, draining the cup
coffee. There are not many people willing to

give recognition of his merits.

-S and I appreciate Parker said.And thus,
Salk reporting after she joined the workforce.
And she spent three years interviewing characters.
E-xact.And one of the last was a senator
California named Andrew Bradford. That was
when it all started for her.
"Yes, of course.I want to know something about the
Other celebrities who interviewed before reaching
Bradford.
-S f you want, "Kilday said.
At that time, the cashier went to the coffee
table.
-D isculpen "he said.Do any of you two is the
Mr. Guy Parker?
-Y or I, "said Parker, looking surprised.
"I call on the White House. The phone is the
side of the box.
Perplexed, Parker left the napkin on the table,
excused himself and crossed the room toward the
telephone.
The voice on the other end of the wire was of
Nora Judson.
-M and've worked hard to locate, "said she.
Then I remembered that you were going to lunch at the
Madison.
-C on George Kilday.About the book.
- Can you short? Billie wanted to see as
before.
-D and anyway, I'll see her in an hour
for our ...
-No, that had been canceled.Has a program
too tight. Sal for Moscow tomorrow
evening. Today you do not have time to work with you
in the book. If you could come immediately ...
well let's say in about fifteen minutes ...
-D and agreement, I will try.The trouble is that I have
been so difficult to meet Kilday ...
-C oncierte an appointment for another day.Please, note
hurry before everything begins to accumulate.
That said, the secretary hung up. Parker was
hung in turn and asked who was going to say to George
Kilday. But it turned out he did not have to say
anything.
When he returned to the table and was on Kilday
walking, picking a packet of cigarettes, matches and
keyring.
"And I know, said in a tone of mock exasperation.
The White House. Something important has emerged.
Always
is the same.
-L or sorry, "Parker said while threw a
look at your account and leave some money on the
table. I'm glad you understand. I was
you doing much. Can we finish it
any other times?
"W hen you look well, call me.
They came together and stood in front of the
hotel. The street was like an oven. However, Parker

decided to stop the car and walked to the White House.

Do not take more than fifteen minutes. I needed that
time to be alone mentally. While Kilday
demanded his car, Parker again gave thanks,
waved goodbye, and left.
Despite the heat, walked rapidly giving
great strides. From the other side of the street, two
journalists who left the Washington Post building
I waved. He returned the greeting without
stop. He was repeatedly reflected in the
storefronts. What never failed to sail
surprise. On the outside, seemed so perfect, so
confident. This was not just a
appearance. Inside was housed a whole tangle
anxieties and uncertainties.
Sometimes he was surprised by the fact of having
become
writer. Although he did very well, that's
doubt. People always said it looked like a
writer, to know what they mean. It was nearly high,
just shy of six feet, slim,
lanky and vigorous. Without the slightest trace of fat.
Her abundant black hair parted in the
hand, had brown eyes that stood out on the
prominent cheekbones, slightly aquiline nose,
sexy lips (which is what always told the
women) and a pronounced jaw which
drew a dimple.
In fact, there was never any writer in

his family. His father was a political science professor

University of Wisconsin. His mother, a psychologist.
Parker had enrolled in University
Northwest and began to study history
American with a vague idea of dedicating one day
to teaching. His greatest love was the voracious
reading novels of intrigue and mystery. This had
increased their desire to lead a more active life and
exciting. In the early days of the conflict
Vietnamese, somebody promised him the opportunity
joining the army intelligence service, in
If enlist. Although he considered that the role
Americans in Vietnam was immoral, he wanted
have the opportunity to turn their fantasies into reality.
He enlisted and entered the training school
official, took his degree and got a job in the
offices of the Pentagon's spy service.
For a while, everything he found
intellectually stimulating, but ultimately, it seemed
I was a sedentary Burdensome. Also, part of the
information war to which he had access, began
to gradually increase his sense of honesty.
What Vietnam was indignant and he was beginning
to outrage.
Service was anxious to leave and when they
did, tried to get away as much as possible of the robots
military and what they were doing thousands
Yellow people living half a world

distance. With their meager savings, Parker went to

Europe to be alone, to think, to distract. Went
his first trip abroad, and would only timidly
visit the cities and most popular locations: London,
Paris, Rome. But then I realized that they were
known because they are among the most
interesting that you could visit in Europe, and not
concerned to follow the beaten path.
When he returned to the United States, the war in
Vietnam had deepened, and the protest movement
had reached its climax. He awoke in him
activist sense, long dormant, you
encouraged to go to San Francisco to join
an organization of the movement for peace. In the
editors lacked organization, and Parker began
writing on behalf of this invective and pamphlets
condemnation of the U.S. government.
For when the war ended, Parker was found
in Chicago and jobless. An important agent
Private detectives had inserted an advertisement in a
newspaper in Chicago, asking young collaborators.
Parker was presented and got the job because their
background in military intelligence section
were adequate on paper. At first it
liked it. He imagined how a kind of Dashiell
Hammett Pinkerton stage. Actually, I had to
go far, go to people trespassing on
places and place electronic devices, but good

part of their business was dull and heavy,

monotonically full of vulgar divorce cases
locating runaway children and research
insignificant monetary scams. For the thing
would be more romantic, he started writing without
much enthusiasm. He wrote three articles based
on facts, but managed to sell them.
Hearing that there was a vacancy
in the New York office of the Associated Press,
Parker hastily drafted a curriculum and
submitted with photocopies of three articles
published. A week later, he summoned
New York for an interview. After spend half
hour talking with a veteran executive of the AP,
was hired immediately and sent to Washington
in order to light to write stories and texts
advertising for distribution by mail for the
weekends, all of which did not give to live but
made his name began to be known. Without
However, Washington was totally fascinated and this is
reflected in his writings, so that soon his
Articles leading name began to be
profitable.
One day conference was called by a certain Wayne
Gibbs.
I had read a number of items from Parker and they
had impressed him favorably. It was, he said, a
Senator collaborator Andrew Bradford, who had
to win the Democratic nomination for the
presidency of the United States. Gibbs had a
Parker's proposal to make. Could Parker
move to Los Angeles this weekend, with all
expenses paid? Parker could and did. The proposal
it was tempting. Bradford's supporters wanted
was written and published a book about his
candidate, an agile and lively biography of a candidate
it was easy to read. A biography aimed at
improve the image of man during the campaign.
Already
had the editor. Now they needed a writer who
could deliver the book quickly. The money would be
generous.
A Parker on money he was attractive, but there
otherwise it still seemed more attractive. It
was joining the mainstream.
Until then, Parker had passed through many
convolutions in their attitude towards their country and
with American democracy. In the army,
had simply let go and, ultimately, what had
had been repelled. He had escaped and had gone to
abroad. Upon returning, he had become a dissident
and he lashed politics and government corruption,
in a desire to overturn it. Later, in the AP, see
government closely and with more objectivity,
remembering
the political disease that had observed in Europe,
had come to the conclusion that, however bad it was,

the democratic system of the United States was

being the best they had ever conceived the
men's minds and the best that could be in
everywhere. This conclusion is not juvenile or
result of an image seen through a filter
red, white or blue. It was pragmatic. It was ripe. If the
people had to live together in a society that
was the best system in which they could. The
Problem was that this giant was bulky and heavy
so flawed that nobody could do anything for
enhanced from the outside and not through the
use of the ballot, which in turn offered very few
options. Yet here, in LA, he had
provided an unusual opportunity to stop being a
impotent outsider to come and much closer
the main machinery.
Without hesitation, Parker left the Associated
Press and became a political writer in plan
full-time.
In preparing the book, had met
Andrew Bradford three times, once for dinner with
his wife and two times for a trivial
research interviews. The book was more than
anything in a simple task of reconciliation. Bradford
I liked her immediately. He was somewhat lower
he, more sturdy complexion, yet elegant.
Bradford was forty-eight. He had a beautiful
finely chiseled face, sincere, earnest, attentive and

Direct. The grizzled temples, rimmed glasses

shell and quick way of speaking contributed to
strengthen its air of authority. I also had a brain
free of clichs and stereotypes, fast and original, very
higher than what would be expected of a politician.
Parker finished writing the book on time. The book
sold very well in the rallies and banquets
Party and the paperback edition beating estimates
sales between independent mimes. Shares
Parker had risen sharply. No longer a drone
party. Had a certain visibility. Wayne Gibbs
was kept attached to the caucus with a view to
lend a hand in the preparation of press
press.
The elections came and went. After a
closely contested early, opinion polls
Bradord gave a 6% advantage over his opponent
republican. Bradford won 7%. As
President-elect, before the opening of its
mandate, Bradford began to create his team
permanent. Guy Parker reminded the book. From San
Francis Parker sent for, to ensure
I was thinking of the right man. Before
the close of the interview, he hired Parker and two
months later he moved to the West Wing of the House
White as one of three editors of
speeches.
That was two years. A Parker liked

its role. He was in the middle of the action, a

invisible man behind the moving and shaking,
but it was there. Then the overnight, left
area. Several prestigious publishers of New York,
also belonging to the party, he pointed to
president than an autobiography of his wife may
well received by many readers,
contributing to improve the image of President in his
path to reelection. Billie Bradford had
proved a bright and charming first lady.
With some reluctance and embarrassment, had only
thirty
and six years, she agreed to work on his autobiography,
on one condition: he wanted to collaborate Guy Parker
with her. At first, Parker was reluctant. His
impression that it was reduced. Moving from
severe writing political speeches for the maximum
leader of the free world to a frivolous and gossipy
tearoom confessional seemed a
demerit. What convinced Parker that
action was interesting was the half million
advance dollars were going to deliver ... and the very
Billie Bradford. Soon I found out that it was
anything but frivolous. It was as serious as her
husband, such
increasingly intelligent and never boring. Proved a
delight to be with her. He respected and loved and at
Finally, I turn to the West Wing East Wing with
minimal
resistance.
And there had met with an additional advantage.

A Parker settled in a office next to

Nora Judson, press secretary of the first
lady, who was also involved in social and
it's public appearances. Being able to
encompass many tasks and do them all well
represented
a demonstration of energy and skills that
young. Parker was supposed to be about eighteen
years. He would like to contemplate it as an object
sexual. From its lustrous black hair, green eyes
and his pretty nose to his chest and his well lush
shapely legs, was a feast for the eyes
male. His intelligence was extraordinary. Before
he had finished a sentence, she had already
completed the task. It was several things
simultaneously
and all to perfection. He could spend a statement
press at the opening of a hospital or dinner
gala without any awkwardness and without complaint.
The unique and
important problem was its remoteness. Always
was busy or was trying to be and therefore
others, was a private person who preferred this
scheme of life. Parker had suggested the
possibility of inviting in for a drink or dinner.
She had not heeded. In five months, there was
achieved through the wall that separated their
offices and its people. She had shown
correct and polite, but distant. Despite what
maddening situation, its existence and its proximity
had certainly been a bonus.
Parker also had been busy. The fact
prepare the basis for long-awaited autobiography of the
first lady had taken ten hours daily. Al
beginning their mission had been to collect material
to read. Had located and read everything that had
published about Billie Bradford. He had crossed
all a mountain of newspapers and magazines,
taking countless pages of notes. Then there was
started to travel outside of Washington, visiting and
interviewing family and friends and teachers and
classmates at the private school and
university. He had even traveled to California to
spend two days with his dad Clarence Lane, his sister
Kit, her brother and nephew Norris Weinstein called
Richie.
And finally, with hundreds of questions to ask, had
gotten to the book. He had begun to
interviewing Billie Bradford itself. She had noticed
the daily program. One hour, usually all
the afternoons to answer questions before the
tape recorder running. He was impressed as
a very professional, honest and fun and
would not work at all like a work of
not been for his obsessive need to find out
details.
And now here he was, in this sweltering afternoon
late August, going to another session
interview ... but today there was another. I remember.

Billie Bradford had to cancel today's meeting.

She was too busy. He puzzled that
annulment of the second session held. And yet
But Nora had told him clearly, first
lady wanted to see him as soon as possible about other
question. He wondered what else could be.
Emerged from Lafayette Park, across the avenue
Pennsylvania, approached the checkpoint and opened
to air
indifferent portfolio to show their card
Identification of the White House. We crossed the pass
and up the curved driveway leading to garage
North Portico entrance. He reached the front steps
carpeted in red, nodding the portrait
of Herbert Hoover that hung in the hallway and up the
steps two at a time, past the portraits of
Woodrow Wilson and Franklin D. Roosevelt. Arriving
to the top of the staircase, was greeted by Nora Judson.
- Have I managed to get in fifteen minutes?
Sk-Parker gasped.I hasten
know you were wanting me.
-M and dying of anguish, "said Nora.Feared
that would have hit a truck ... or his immense
pride.
- What pride?Always starts to tremble in my
presence, ma'am.
"And to talk about that another time.
- Can we make an appointment?
"No," she strongly, accompanying

the Yellow Oval Room. In any case, it

you come on time. The press conference has
over the last ten minutes. The representatives of the
press and gone. The TV already
collecting her things.
- Really it was impossible to keep the foot
our appointment?
"I t was a very tight schedule, having to
undertake travel to Moscow tomorrow afternoon, then
Ladbury has arrived in London, would have to be
here yesterday, and insisted perform a final test
before the conclusion of the summit in London
week. And I had to change everything. Still
I left to do the outline for the House Beautiful.
We could not postpone it again. Must accompany
the new French ambassador's visit to the National
Gallery. Later, Fred Willis insists on seeing
personally to inform him about the visit
protocol to Moscow. Then you have to do
luggage. He will not let Sarah do it alone.
- What do you want me? Parker asked.
"I have no idea" said Nora. Wanted
speak with you five minutes after the
press conference and before starting the tests
with the designer. We are.
They had reached the entrance to the Oval Office
Yellow and parted to one side to come out three
members of a television channel with his team.

Once they were gone, Nora came in, followed by

Parker.
There was nobody in the room, with the exception of
Billie Bradford. With his back to them and blond hair
spilling over her shoulders, she leaned
arm of the sofa and fell on it. While
shaking off her shoes feet, he realized his
presence.
-A h, Nora, I wondered where I was.Hello
Guy ... "He patted the seat of the sofa.
Sit here. "Parker came and sat
respectfully.
-H ello, Mrs. Bradford ...
-Guy, please, "she interrupted, making a
face. For the umpteenth time, will you stop
call Mrs. Bradford? I'm serious. I'm here
seeing daily in private, virtually
undressing in front of you, revealing my
soul, allowing you to know all the secrets
shameful family ... and you still treat me
with ceremony. Let's change this situation
immediately, especially given what I
say. From this moment, Mrs. goodbye
Bradford and hello Billie. Sellmoslo said, offering
Parker's cheek.
He bent and kissed his cheek clumsily.
"Hello, Billie said.
- What's gone, Nora? Asked Billie,

Nora addressing Judson, sitting in front of them.

What has been the press conference?
-H a wonderful state, frank and sincere, without
ambiguities. We left happy.
-A yes I hope so.For the sake of Andrew. I guess
should do it more often.
-S ince then, "said Nora.
Billie turned to Parker.
"I regret having to skip the exciting
Today's episode of the life and miracles of
first lady. Where we left our heroine?
"Standing in a railroad track?
"No, madam, not exactly," said Parker
with a smile. After the meeting yesterday,
you were in their third year of college, about to
take a literary journey through England, organized
by the university.
Billie's face, suddenly darkened.
"Yes," she said. It was the trip during which
I met Janet Farleigh. I have you encountered with it
in their investigations.
"Yeah, sure.The British children's novelist. It is a
of her best friends, as I've read.
-I t-Billie said sadly.He died last night.
Cancer. And I never heard anything. The British
ambassador
sent a note delivered by hand this morning,
notification. The ambassador was one of the
few people who knew our close friendship. Ha

been a hit, I assure you.

-L or sorry, "said Parker.
"I met Janet Farleigh during that
student travel. I was at his house. She was my
hostess in London. He was ten years older than me, but
We became very close friends, had for some time
without seeing her.
That of the White House hinders everything. Hoping to
see
in London next week, but now ... good,
I will visit her husband and son.
Nora was clapping her hands to the glass of his
wristwatch.
-B illie, I tell you, but we are not ample
time.
-M uy well, "said Billie, recovering.There was
thought about it all day, running this way
"He looked to Parker smiled. What were we
talking about when you arrived? Ah, yes. Of skip
today's meeting. I'll compensate you. That's why
so really wanted to see him.
Guy Parker waited.
Billie Bradford paused and continued talking
animated.
-M Aana afternoon we'll take the Forces
Air One way to Moscow. Could be a long flight and
bored. It gives me the option to re-read Tolstoy
all the time either talking about myself. O Ana
Karenina for eight hours or Billie Bradford. The
contest was unequal. I won. During the flight,
I tell you about myself. In other words,
Guy, I invite you to join me in the Air Force One
Moscow. We speak for the round trip.
Have you ever tied in Moscow?
-P esu not, but ... -Parker was stunned ... good,
thanks, but that's very sudden ... I do not know, I need
time to prepare ... get a passport ...
-V owners, Guy, "she said jokingly.What
does all this mean? I know his background ...
intelligence service in Vietnam, detective work,
all that ... must be accustomed to the changes
and rapid movements. As for your passport
diplomat, and we will take care of that. Make
luggage and get out. Will be busy throughout the
trip. When I did not keep you company, it will Nora.
What do you think?
Parker looked at Nora.
"I think very well, ma'am ... Billie said. Will
better go and prepare the backpack.
As he rose, Billie said:
"Nora will inform you of the details of the time
output and so on. See you tomorrow.
They had knocked on the door and hurried to Nora
open. The chief usher is a half step forward.
-H n where Mr. Ladbury and Miss
Quarles announced.
Parker was next to Nora when
pair burst into the room. Both were loaded with

boxes of clothing. Almost without greeting and making

Nora
Parker ignored, Ladbury approached the first
lady like flutter, followed by Rowena Quarles.
Parker could see them only fleetingly. Ladbury seemed
a
Aubrey Beardsley revived, straw fringes, nose
aquiline features were pale and lean, flexible and thin,
Young, Billie greeted with a loud:
- Darling!Best wishes!
Behind him stood the Quarles, apparently, their
assistant, lesbian without the slightest, doubt, vulgar
face
pudgy, short and stocky body, wrapped in
a tweed suit (with the time to!).
Nora Parker came out with the hall, and accompanied
him to
the steps.
-Com or you may use a designer
UK?
-B ueno, Billie already knew and liked him before
arrive at the White House. Once turned on first
lady, it was politically expedient to buy
U.S. and then went on to use the service
of several designers in New York. In fact,
idea of using Ladbury again it occurred to Fred
Willis. He thought that the British would know to
appreciate this
gesture during his visit to London. Naturally, their
Manhattan designers have protested, but Billie
has remained steadfast in his decision to use Ladbury
on this trip, as they approached the steps,
Nora added: "We will deliver your program, your
passport

and others to dinner.

Greetings,
"You should be happy with this trip. It was very
nice to you. It will not sleep much and,
Therefore, you will have the opportunity to talk to her
much of the duration of the flight to Moscow.
"And you," said Parker.
- "Me? She said, without breaking his reticence.
I will be busy with Tolstoy.
He stopped on the landing and took her arm.
"Nora, dear, what have you against me?
"Simply that you belong to the same sex
my ex-husband, "she said, looking at him coldly.
- How?Does your ex-husband? I did not.
"And now you know.
- He suffered serious burns you?
"In third grade," she said, walking away.
It was five minutes to twelve at night in Moscow.
Not far to the impressive Kremlin, at number 2
Dzerzhinsky Square, stood a complex
new and old gray stone buildings in the
Soviet Union was called the Center and, in
was indeed the headquarters of the security committee
state, called the KGB. On the third floor,
behind his enormous desk home office
a spacious suite, sat the president

of the seven directorates of the KGB, General Ivan

Pietrov,
looking beyond the bars of the window
dimly lit patio.
Around him all the trappings of leadership. The
walls were paneled in mahogany. Of
a wall hung a framed portrait of Lenin.
Under the same elegant sofas and had a
upholstered chairs. On the floor lay a carpet
Eastern, one of the few offices available to
carpet. The right side of the desk was
occupied by six handsets, one of them directly
connected with Communist Party General Secretary
and the prime minister and other Kiriechenko Dmitri
directly connected with the members of
Politburo, with the Ministry of Defense, with its six
delegates from the same floor and (via connections
high frequency) with the KGB offices in different
Soviet embassies scattered throughout the world.
And yet, on that glorious day before, their
thoughts were distracted momentarily with a
piece of paper held in his hands.
Its agents in Washington had sent fairy
few minutes this encrypted message. It seemed to take
great importance, but, at that momentous day,
anything unexpected aroused his suspicion. The
message reporting that a new name had been
added to the list of passengers who were to accompany
morning of the first lady of the United States in its

trip to Moscow.
Pietrov rested the paper on the desk and patted
dry hands with the bristling beard of his wrinkled
face. He could leave for an aide,
when he came to work at nine in the morning.
Or you could satisfy your curiosity now. It
automatically smoothed straightened his jacket evil
cut gray suit that covered his short body and
squat-and headed for the wood file cabinet
contained the statement which contained the name of
PARKER, GUY, with the number of referrals.
Telephoned
basement computer center and ten minutes
Later, a messenger appeared with manila file
in hand.
Pietrov took the dossier to the desk, leaned back in
The leather-upholstered swivel chair and opened the
folder.
Who was Parker? Ah, here he was. Service
Pentagon espionage. Private. Biographer
political. Presidential speechwriter. In the
currently collaborating in Mrs. Bradford
this autobiography. He had more, but for
Pietrov was enough.
Well, he wondered why it had commissioned
Parker suddenly this to accompany the first
Moscow lady? Perhaps the answers were very
simple. To keep him company in the first lady.
To continue working with her on the trip. Or, more
likely to act as a secret agent

the CIA over the three-day stay.

Pietrov tore a sheet of notebook
memorandum and he scribbled a note to Colonel Zhuk,
informing him of the new addition that had been
produced in the U.S. group and ordering
take charge of the KGB closely monitor this
Guy Parker.
Pushing aside note, once again reminded
not have to spend anything over in those
final moments. There was absolutely no
margin of error.
As he unwrapped a cigar cigar's eyes
Pietrov fell on the clock that stood above the
desktop. It was past midnight. Moscow was
sleeping. A Pietrov liked to think that he never
asleep. Twenty-four hours a day, this was his
preferred. Outside, the street was quiet. Inside, the
Center was quiet. Except for the offices of
and decode transmissions and some other offices
occupied by officials of the night shift, all
the place was his. It was an appropriate time to
reflect and meditate. A very few are diligent
offered that opportunity, which was a shame.
Certainly enjoyed this opportunity to change
the small price of not sleeping. The dream was
enemy of life, had long since come to
that conclusion, it was a waste of time,
surrender an unwanted advance of death. Already

would be time later for the death and sleep.

Mentally spent reviewing this exciting and
busy day. The highlight of day
Potemkin paragraph enclosure, Vera last test
Vavilova, was a success exceeding all
forecasts. Vavilova Vera was not limited
simply perfect. That would have meant
imitation. It had been something else. He had become
actually in the U.S. first lady in the
Billie personification and embodiment of Bradford. A
remarkable feat, almost metaphysical character.
And yet, Pietrov knew, she was a product
man's conscious effort, a task
assiduous, a creative genius. Maybe its delegate
staff, Alex Razin, some credit belongs.
His effort and his work had made possible the plan.
But he was not just one piece of gear
which had revealed a stroke of genius. The
true genius would have been in the design of the
idea. And this was due to Ivan Pietrov. Without his
genius,
there had been no second lady. If
that success-thing that he was
sure, would be the boldest stroke of espionage and
magnificent in the history of the world. Unfortunately,
world history would never find out. The plan
would remain the fact that political and military
secret of all time. It was thought Pietrov as
the perfect crime. If a crime is

discovered, no longer would be perfect. If

remain unknown, it might not have
occurred. The company's Vavilova posed the same
paradox.
However, Pietrov said, it was
fortunately a fact known to few
privileged few. Participants were to
current from it. And above all, on the first
minister and several members of the Politburo were
informed. Pietrov was proud to have been
have the support of Prime Minister for almost
three years, having it passed from a phase of interest
and
hesitation to one of cautious confidence and
enthusiasm. A
Late in the afternoon, after receiving a report on
the final test, Prime Minister had shown his
compliance. Within three days, would have to take
a fateful decision. Forgoing caution and follow
forward without hesitation. Or abort the project.
Pietrov refused acre in the possibility that the
Prime Minister abort the project, knowing the
progress had been made and knowing the success
history that was going to report it.
Having begun, could not turn back.
Once the ongoing project, success was inevitable.
Then and only then, despite the obligation to
secrecy, Ivan Pietrov have its rewards.
Apart from the Order of Lenin, would be crowned
Hero of the Soviet Union by some deed

imaginary. Amount in the Politburo. It was recognized

as a genius by his superiors, colleagues, wife
and children. What more could a man desire in
earth?
Taking a few puffs to the pure, full of soft
satisfaction as he watched the final result,
Ivn allowed himself the luxury of resuscitating and
reviving the plan
and the role he had played it since its
beginnings. To avoid giving the impression that
pleasure in itself, was simulated Pietrov
reviewing the plan to ensure that this was
tight and flawless and that there had been through
high no obstacle. After acceptance of this
serious cause, could afford pleasure to hold a
Again his creative genius. He stepped back without
difficulty in the
time, to that memorable night for three years
in which first came to him the idea.
For three years. The past was present.
General Ivan and his entourage were Pietrov
made a hurried tour of some of the
major cities of the USSR. Pietrov was
efforts to modernize and to introduce greater
performance efficiency of the KGB in each city. It
was in Kiev, Moscow and southern shores of
Dnieper, the metropolis and the third oldest of the
Soviet Union. After a tough day, dropping the

night, thought you would like some vodka and a

woman. Instead, he learned to his chagrin, that the
head of the KGB's local office had arranged a
theatrical evening for him and his group. Had been
reserved
locations in the theater Lesya Ukrainka, in which
works are not represented in Russian and Ukrainian,
with
to attend a performance of The Three
Sisters, by Anton Chekhov. Pietrov hated the theater
serious in general and the works of Chekhov in
particular.
I thought that these works were amazing,
artificial and boring. However, I could not disappoint
his host, a prominent veteran of the KGB. And he
agreed
reluctantly.
While his car was driving down the street Lenin
until it crosses the street Pulhkin, spotted with Pietrov
boredom gray facade of the theater Lesya Ukrainka. In
company of the group, dropped the car, crossed
cobblestone street and walked toward a door
input.
About to enter, to Pietrov he noticed a
small clusters of people along with a showcase of
crystal on the right, beyond the entrance. Slightly
invaded by curiosity, went down from his Pietrov
escort and followed by a bodyguard, were
approached the group to see what was happening.
Making his way with his elbows, he could see the end
to which was
the center of attention of the audience: a young
very pretty, rather Nordic-looking, with a

short hair blond, smiling and signing

hurry few autographs while trying
to move among the people. This had nothing to
special, except one thing. The face of that
young man was slightly familiar. At first,
Pietrov was sure it must be some famous
American who was touring Russia and
visiting Kiev. He was surprised that the person is
familiar and that his identity not be
known. Do not recall seeing any dossier
about it. And yet, had to be a
Foreign certain importance because it was
signing autographs and trying to get away from the
people
she had been recognized.
Moments later, shrugging the
forgot joined his group and entered the lobby of
theater, according to his host. to go to the yard
seats. Then, warmed by a few
alcoholic drinks, walked down the aisle
carpet of green, sat on a gilt chair
Steady Rest and prepared to take a nap.
But I was still awake when she appeared on the
setting. Played the sister of the player
Andrei Prozorov. It was Olga Prozorov, the third of the
three sisters, which wanted to return to Moscow.
Pietrov
stiffened in his chair and encouraged. Despite its
theatrical makeup, was the young blonde he had seen
outside near the entrance to the theater, which he had

taken by an American tourist. But here

stood before, he and was a Russian actress, mode
one an American.
Pietrov picked the program that had broth
floor and opened it, looking in the half the
name of the actress playing the role of Olga
Prozorov. He saw printed the names of the four
actresses that played that role in different
nights. Pietrov understood. It was a
repertory company. Then he observed that one of
the four names was slightly prominent
with a frame by the goalkeeper.
Pietrov strained his eyes. His real name was Vera
Vavilova.
He raised his eyes to locate it on the stage,
concentrated on his face and, at the time,
understood the reason that it would have been
vaguely familiar. It had seemed an
American because he looked like an American
whose face he had seen in many newspapers and
American magazines that crossed his desk.
Pietrov had been following the presidential campaign
American and nominated Democratic candidate, a
such Senator Andrew Bradford, was a charming and
young wife Millie, Tillie, Billie: not recall the
exact name, which was the subject of much attention
by
the press frivolous American.
Pietrov refocused view on stage. No

was certain. That actress-turned, facing the

program, yes, Vera Vavilova, except hair,
was almost twice the candidate's spouse
American presidential. Pietrov blinked. Despite
I have read recently that such a thing can
happen, never in his life had seen a similar
strangest between two people. Billie now remembered
your name, Billie Bradford and Vera Vavilova had
could be some identical twins.
For some inexplicable reason, Pietrov, continued to
attention throughout the remainder of the work of
Chekhov. And,
for some inexplicable reason, at the end of
representation, Pietrov experienced the desire to go
backstage to congratulate Vera Vavilova. By knowing
your
desire, theater director escorted very excited
Pietrov great general and his bodyguard through
racks, accompanying the clubhouse of the young
actress.
In the small, bright room, there were several
actresses of the company at various stages of undress.
Pietrov ignored them and, accompanied by
theater director, went directly to Vera
Vavilova. This was before the mirror,
makeup remover. Raising his voice, Director
General Pietrov presented with a flourish.
Vera Vavilova got up slowly, looked at him and
accepted his
handshake. Pietrov looked at carefully. - Yes
confirmed. The resemblance was remarkable.

-L to congratulate you, "he said.I liked

their performance immensely.
-T hanks she answered, dropping modestly
his head. I feel very honored.
Excuse me, "he said while looking at her. I feel a
curiosity. Did you ever visited the States
States?
- Are the United States?Not really.
- Do you have relatives there and a sister that
time?
-No, I have nobody, "she said, directing
a charming smile. I fear that my family is
Ukrainian provincially. My parents live in
Brvari, a small village located twenty-two
kilometers from Kiev. They have never been in
Moscow and not
in the U.S. say. With the exception of my
grandmother, I am the only family that has traveled a
little. For the Soviet Union. I studied in Moscow.
-I Pietrov said nteresante Do you speak English?The
conversation had been developing in Russia.
Now she replied in impeccable English.
-0 H, yes, overall, I speak and read English and
French.In
Actually, I speak English with an American accent.
I studied and spoke English for four years at the School
Shchepkin Theater of Moscow. I had over a thousand
hours
study. My teachers always told me I was
very quickly in the studio and had some gifts
natural mimicry. My best teacher was raised in

the United States. Can you you understand?

"Yes, very well," Pietrov, nodding.
He spoke English very clumsiness and difficulty.
But I understand without effort. The accent of the
actress was
perfect. Could not explain why he felt
so pleased.
Two hours later, during the flight back to
MOSCOW, people and Billie Vera Vavilova
Bradford turned his mind into a single,
while the seat belt fastened
preparing for the landing, general began to
forge a crazy plan.
For when they had escorted to the barracks
KGB general well into the night, had gone to
suite from his office and he had undressed in the
bedroom Pietrov everyone knew what their plans
would be fruitless unless something happened two
months
later, in early November. Then they went
to hold elections in the United States. If the
Senator Andrew Bradford was not elected, no longer
could do anything. But if you chose and became
President of the United Nations, his wife would be the
First Lady of the United States. And the actress Vera
Vavilova would be a valuable discovery. Pietrov was
eager to implement his plan. But he restrained himself.
First things first. In the overnight,
Pietrov he became an avid follower of the
Presidential elections in the United States.

Because of their occupations, sent Pietrov

a delegate of the KGB First Directorate General,
named Alex Razin, in order to help him. Razin
occupied some offices on the top floor, the room,
in what was one of the leaders of the First
Department, the U.S. Department, a
section created six years ago during a
reorganization of the KGB. Born and partially educated
in the United States, trained in the Soviet Union,
Razin was an expert in history, social customs,
politics, sports and current affairs
Americans, was a handsome man of thirty -
six years he had served loyally and energy to the KGB
for over twelve years. Pietrov sent him the
fourth floor and entrusted the task of maintaining
informed his superior about the events
related to the presidential campaign of States
USA. A Razin loved the request. As part of its
normal activity, controlled all the information
on the election campaign and the behavior of
rival candidates in order to draw a profile for
the KGB about the winner and next president. The
new task gave an extra dimension to the interest
of Razin. Although confident in his Pietrov
delegate, not revealed to him (or anyone) the reason for
their
special interest in the outcome of the election of
United States. He just order your delegate will
A summary daily stop on my desk.

Once, during the early stages

when Bradford and his Democratic opponent
Republicans were tied in polls
view Pietrov with Razin said the competitive nature
of the contest. Pietrov said, somewhat
puzzling that the wishes of the Politburo were inclined
for Bradford. And he wondered aloud what
could do. the Soviet Union to ensure
Bradford victory. Considered the possibility that the
KGB intervene in the campaign, surreptitiously,
course-spreading scandalous rumors about
Bradford opponent in order to strengthen the
possibilities of it. Razin was severely
otherwise. Too dangerous. In case of
averiguara the rumors came from the Union
Soviet, it would lead to a counterproductive effect
Because of it would be cataloged Bradford soft
Communism and lost in a disputed election
competition. In response to knowledge Razin
North had the mentality of American Pietrov
abandoned the idea and never mentioned again.
On the eve of elections, a survey of
review revealed that Bradford was leading. Pietrov
relieved. Nevertheless, all day
electoral Pietrov was on tenterhooks. The night of the
U.S. elections, with Razin his side, spent
followed were four hours on television, via
satellite. He was staring at the screen until the

Republican candidate conceded defeat and

congratulated
his Democratic rival. Pietrov could not hide his
satisfaction. Andrew Bradford would move to the
House
White in January. His wife, Billie Bradford, would be
at his
side as companion, confidante and first
Lady of the United States. In Russia, on a whim
of nature, a woman who was almost his double.
For the first time Pietrov allowed himself the luxury of
completely transform what had been a
wild scheme in what could be a reality
espionage.
"With what object the plan and its transformation into
reality? "he asked. He was not surprised to learn that
already had the answer ready. If, at a time
appropriate and for a short time could replace
First Lady of the United States for its
trained two Ukrainian, Soviet Union
would have a perfect conduct to ascertain the
secrets of the U.S. president. If,
during a global crisis and confrontation
between the U.S. and the USSR were already
cooking in power at least three, it could lead
successfully implemented such substitution, the Soviet
Union
achieve a political victory and dominance
internationally.
Therefore, the ultimate goal was clear. The
More difficult was the beginning. Pietrov realized that
should have three phases, which resulted in three

questions. Could you prepare properly

deception? Could this get fooled? Could
receive official sanction?
Pietrov concluded that only would be a
means to achieve this goal. Start with the first
phase. To prepare basic overlooking
project. This required the full cooperation of the actress
Kiev.
Vera Pietrov Vavilova summoned.
It was an assignment and she went away. Alex
Razin, an expert on American affairs, is
Pietrov was beside her when she entered the
office. Once again he was surprised-and
welcomed "from its resemblance to what was to be the
U.S. first lady. From the corner of the eye,
Pietrov could see the look of astonishment Razin.
Razin, at that time perhaps the only person
Russia knew all about Billie Bradford, had
constituted an important test. For Pietrov, its
reaction was reassuring.
Prior to the interview, had Pietrov
pondered the possibility of revealing the Vera and
Razin
truth about the plan that had been forged, but after
vetoed that idea. Not yet, been decided. Too
soon. And then he told a story. May not
fooled either. No
care. Would have to accept the absence of other
better purpose.

Once the actress sat down, got up Pietrov;

"Welcome to Moscow, Vavilova comrade said
s you.Do you remember our meeting in Kiev?
-H Ubiera been impossible to forget it, "said
she.
-L and this is my assistant, "said Alex Razin
Pietrov. They greeted each other in a whisper;
-M uy well Pietrov said.I will go directly to
grain.Have you heard of a woman ever
Bradford named Billie?
-N o. I'm afraid not.
"You hear about it Pietrov said. It is a
U.S. and soon to be an American
famous. She is the wife of newly elected President of
the
United States. Reside in the White House next year
comes as first lady of the country.
Vera Vavilova silent, without being able to
understand anything.
-O n the occasion of the visit to Kiev in his dressing
room
Pietrov said, with a shorter-is that you have a
striking resemblance to her. This is also the
ground that has sent for you here.
Vera Vavilova awaited further explanation.
"It seems that you have with it could be
t il for our government Pietrov said.We
scheduled to shoot a short film, something like a
documentary about the first lady Billie Bradford
and I ever think that you could interpret

paper.
Interesting hat-Q.I am very pleased.
"It's more than interesting. It's important. Would
you abandon everything you are doing. Would
be devoted entirely to the paper. I should
immediately move to Moscow ...
B ut-Kiev, my roles in the company ... Director
I would not allow ...
-Dj that of foolishness.We can take care
everything. It would pay four times what ever
cattle. Would bear all expenses and
provide a comfortable home in Moscow.
- To change simply to interpret the role of
Billie Bradford in a movie? Where is exposing the
movie? Asked Vera.
-E so it does not matter.Later he was reported
you further details. But now, not yet. Another
something ... Are you married or have a lover?
-N othing to do both.
"Okay. Because this is a secret project of
time. We do not want the project or its
participation in it, be discussed with anybody.
Available
you would agree to cooperate with us, would have to
disappear entirely. You would not be allowed to
tell your family, friends or anyone else where
is or what he is doing. In return, I can
guarantee, would enjoy privileges and make a day
the most outstanding actress of the Soviet Union. Is

interested?
- Can I choose? Vera asked Vavilova with a
smile.
-P esu clear.
"I am more than interested. I'll do
anything for my government.
-E XCELENTE Pietrov said, downloading a hand
on the surface of the desk. Wait in the room
reception. Mr. Razin will provide further
instructions.
As soon as she had left the office,
Pietrov turned his swivel chair toward Alex Razin.
"Well, Razin, what do you think?
- What about her? As you said ... is almost
perfect. It lets you grow your hair, removes the
small scar on his cheek, was shortened slightly
Billie nose and Bradford.
-No, I mean the story.Would they have believed?
"Possibly.
"And you?
"Not too Razin replied quietly.
But I have many years in the KGB, "he added
amused expression. I'm skeptical about the
film.
Pietrov laughed and then became serious.
"Curiously, there will be a movie. But it has
You are right. This is not our goal. Stick to
have confidence in me. Not long to know the

truth-opened a drawer and took out another cigar.

We will begin immediately. On my orders, will
you fully responsible. This ... this film
take precedence over all other activities.
Will not return to Kiev. Report to the theater, the
family, it is sufficient for any story harmless.
Send bring their personal effects. Look for a
small villa in the residential complex
figures close to the University. Into
few weeks, you will have prepared accommodation
permanent. But as of today, no outsider
must view it at any time. Tomorrow I will celebrate
with a
you a long meeting. Tomorrow will start the
Vera transformation Billie Vavilova in Bradford.
The initial task was to collect data
surface. Razin Pietrov entrusted to the mission and
Razin, using their KGB agents and contacts in
Washington and New York, began collecting what
needed. In that first phase, there was a need
photographs and television footage which
Billie Bradford appeared from head to toe, with the
to study its physical proportions, his way of
walking, their gestures and their peculiarities.
Recordings
reveal their habits of speech.
While the carefully picked Razin
information Pietrov moved quickly to deal
another vital facet of the project which he had named
with the name "Second Lady". Fifteen

miles south of Moscow, at an elevation of land

situated beyond the belt surrounding the city,
Pietrov took over two acres of land
virgin behind a pine forest in an area in
proximity to the main motorway leading to
Vnukovo airport. He built a road
private from the highway through the forest. Beyond
the forest, he oversaw the construction of a vast and
cheap film scene. Inside ordered
playing the Red Room, the Dining Room of the
Chairman,
Queen's Bedroom, the Lincoln Bedroom and the
Yellow Oval Room of the White House. The
carpets and curtains, fireplaces, lamps and
crystal chandeliers, furniture, wallpaper and
the pictures hung on the same were
exact replicas of the originals that were seen in
photographs and television footage taken
inside the White House of the United States.
Around this vast stage, in order of
Pietrov, he built a high-security fence
wood with a gate that opened to the private road.
After a hundred yards from the back of
scenario, Pietrov, built a small house
square two-storey which included a living room
projection. As soon as the house was built,
Vavilova Vera was transferred to it to reside in
as her sole occupant.
Meanwhile, Alex Razin had obtained the data

needed from the United States Americans.

The physical proportions, Billie Bradford were
impressive. Average five feet and five
height, eighty-five inches of bust
fifty-six of waistline and eighty-five centimeters
Hip and weighed one hundred-five kilos. He had a
soft blonde hair that hung to her shoulders (the
Samples taken by the KGB had been sent to
Razin) eyes. blue, four-slope nose
inch in length, slightly
pug, and a mouth of six and a half inches
length.
The physical proportions were Vavilova Vera
similarly impressive. One day after
have moved to live in his secluded home, Razin asked
to put on a bikini and a doctor ordered
KGB will take action. It measured five feet
four in height, eighty-one inches bust,
fifty-eight inch waist and eighty -
three inches and weighed hip fifty-nine
kilos. Her short blond hair was soft, his eyes
blue, a straight nose four inches and seven
inch long slightly upturned, and a
mouth six inches and seven millimeters in length.
Razin Pietrov summoned. He had seen the figures.
The differences were minimal, very slim, but the
had. Vavilova Vera's hair had to grow up
shoulders and had to dye it a slightly

darker. Her bust would have to increase by four

centimeters. His nose should reduce two
mm. Would have to remove the scar on his hand,
upper cheek. Quo would lose three kilos of
weight, two-inch waist and an inch
hip. Could it get? Surgeons at the Institute
Cosmetology assured Moscow that it would be easier
and
simple. What did Vera Vavilova?
-No matter me lose weight-and Pietrov told
Razin in the living room of his secluded cottage. But I
like the idea of cosmetic surgery. A shorter nose
and a larger bust for a simple movie. Why
Why? Why it must be exactly the same
Bradfordl this lady? I'm like she
enough as I am.
Epit-R is necessary, "he said in a tone Pietrov
reserved. You'll understand better later.
- Can not say anything about me now?
"Sorry ... but not answered Pietrov. As
least not at this time.
- Do you insist?
"I must insist Pietrov said. You will not regret.
Vera had a rebellious nature. Never had
protested anything before. I thought I had
reached as far as he could. He shrugged his
shoulders.
-M uy well.Whatever you say.
A few days later, cosmetic surgery

was carried out successfully and was followed by a

severe
diet-out potatoes and all
other starches, combined with daily exercise
calisthenics and gymnastics.
When the doctor returned to take the KGB
Vera measures Vavilova, equivalent proportions
exactly to those of Billie Bradford.
Simultaneously, in faraway Washington Andrew
Bradford vowed as president of the States
U.S. and Billie Bradford entered the White House
as first lady.
Two months later, through a chain
American, Television, Billie, Bradford
accompanied by several million viewers in a
brief tour of the private apartments of the second
floor of the White House and expressed as a serious,
and witty historical commentator. The
program achieved a high level of acceptance and
helped increase the popularity of the first
lady. From New York, a copy of the trail
televised the first lady was airlifted
Moscow. There Pietrov, Razin and Vera saw Vavilova
Shooting in the private screening room. After
projection, Vera was ordered Vavilova
witnessed three times daily for six
consecutive weeks, the projection of this film
ten minutes. Should study and
memorize all the nuances of language

the first lady, all your gestures and movements,

absorb and imitate their actions and rehearse in the
film scenario in which they were
reproduced the apartments of the White House.
Along with this task, Vera continued to take Vavilova
voice lessons and deportment. As an instructor passed
again and again to recordings of speeches and
interviews Billie Bradford, Vera Vavilova is
tried to absorb the slight American accent
West of the First Lady and buy a stamp
voice deep and guttural. She also learned to
imitate the cadence of the light you from the first lady
and her
infectious laugh. With the help of other instructors,
presence of a film montage of Billie
Bradford, Russian actress wood absorbed the walk of
the
first lady, his funny antics when he turned
to talk to someone, his composure when not
moved and its many gestures.
After six weeks, Razin told his pupil:
-You will present yourself on stage in the House
White tomorrow morning at eight. Start
shooting the film.
-E ntonces, is there really a movie?
-Sk her mocking tone.
Razin was captivated by it, but still
display professionalism seriously.
-S ince then, yes, and you will be the star.
Four weeks later, once the

shooting, witnessed the projection Pietrov version

considered final and time to make the step
more momentous. I could not go forward without a
official approval ... and budget
considerably more dollar.
Pietrov telephoned Prime Minister Dmitri
Kirechenko to request a special quote for the day
following the screening room of the Kremlin.
The prime minister, usually calm and
unperturbed, looked nervous.
- Is the projection room?Do not have time
for movies. Can not wait?
-S and is a matter of high priority.
"Mmm. I'm busy all morning and all the
evening.
- And the night?
"Night, night ... Garanin, Lobanov,
Umyakov ... have dinner with me.
They were prominent members of the Politburo.
Anatoli Garanin, especially a friend of the KGB and
their projects.
-T root-Pietrov too, "he said.Will suffice
half an hour before dinner.
The prime minister sighed. Seemed
tired.
-Q hat is as you say.Tomorrow afternoon at
half past seven. Projection room.
Prime Minister hung up.

The next afternoon, was in Pietrov

splendid projection room in the Kremlin at seven
and twenty-eight minutes in the front of the average
dozen rows of seats upholstered in dark red.
He had brought Alex Razin and Razin is
was in the cab, instructing
minute to the operator. At seven thirty-four
minutes, became Prime Minister Kirechenko,
accompanied by his Politburo colleagues Garanin,
Lobanov and Umyakov. As always, the prime minister
was an impressive figure, with its metro
seventy-nine of stature, strong like a pillar of
marble and impeccably dressed in a blue suit
stripes. His face appeared adorned with horse -
without rim glasses, neatly trimmed mustache and
short pointed beard that gave him a slight
resemblance to the enemy of the state, Leon Trotsky.
He sat, as did Garanin, short and
partially bald, with an air of intellectual and
Umyakov Lobanov and that seemed a prosperous
business men in middle age. Pietrov had
up to greet them.
"H ere are the premier said.What is it
as transcendental?
-U n Pietrov answered new project, something
extraordinary. If put into effect, could change the
face the world. It begins with two short projections
films.

Seeing Razin hurried out of the cab

projection Pietrov Razin sat down while passing
before him, beckoned to the cabin and settle
after the control panel.
The lights went off. A total silence invaded the
room. The screen was occupied by Billie Bradford,
sliding into the Lincoln Bedroom
the White House.
- Do you recognize, Mr. Secretary? Asked
Pietrov over his shoulder.
-E s new U.S. first lady
-R Eplica the Prime Minister.A feast for the eyes.
From the screen image of Billie Bradford
began to tell anecdotes related to bed
rosewood forty two meters long and the
American Victorian furniture
acquired by the wife of Lincoln. The film showed
Billie Bradford now, out of the Lincoln bedroom
and entering the dining room of the Chairman. When
finished the film, ten minutes later, again
lights lit: Pietrov was half turned in his
folding seat.
"T his is a recent television footage of the
wife of the president of the United States
North America, accompanying viewers
Americans on a tour of the apartments
private residence of the president of the
United States. We will now pass again

film.
- How long is my security chief has
become a film distributor?
Asked the prime minister while laughing
the other Politburo members did the same.
"And to see ... you'll see. You are my true purpose
-D ijo Pietrov.
The lights turned off again and the dark room
instantly brightened projection of an image
Billie Bradford on the screen, entering the
Lincoln Bedroom of the White House, noting the
antique furniture and telling anecdotes
concerned. While en route to the Lounge
President, impatient voice was heard first
Minister.
-P ietrov, what happens?We are you going to
spend the same film. We just see it.
"And Pietrov know," he said.I urge you to have a
little patience for a few minutes. A
reason.
The footage which showed the first
lady of the United States repeated exactly what
already been shown at the first screening. The
Prime Minister again expressed his annoyance
muttering aloud. The film ended and they returned
to the lights.
The prime minister was more than annoyed. Miro
infuriated the KGB chief.

-P ietrov, are you crazy?How dare

occupy our precious time, showing twice
the same film? If he had someone else, I
to it that was sent to an asylum. Will
better to give me a good explanation.
Pietrov rose calmly and turned the whole.
"He said I can provide.
"Damn, man, out with once.
Pietrov not decomposed and turned into pitch
slow the prime minister.
-E t is sure to have seen the same movie,
Kirechenko comrade?
- Do you think I'm blind:The same film
projected twice.
- With the first lady on the first film?
"Sure.
- What about the first lady in the second movie?
"Yes of course," the Prime Minister
exasperated.
Pietrov waited a moment and then said:
-Disclpente, but you are totally
wrong, buddy. In the first film appeared
U.S. first lady true ... Billie
Bradford. In the second film showed an actress
Russian, Vera Vavilova, playing the role of the first
American lady.
Pietrov could see a look of wonder and
four faces embarrassment in front of him.

The Prime Minister spoke.

- Are you kidding?
"I'm not joking at all. In the first film
appeared the U.S. president's wife, Billie
Bradford. The second film acting his double
Soviet actress Vera Vavilova embody the role of
First Lady in a setting that we have built
and reproduces some of the private apartments of the
White House. My assistant, Mr. Razin, may
confirm what I'm saying. They just see you
the wife of the president in Washington.
And just to see her twice in Moscow.
-E xtraordinario Garanin said, looking at the first
minister, sat beside him.
-I Amaizing "said the prime minister, nodding.It
sat in his chair. Well, Pietrov. A good
sleight of hand. A perfect deception. What is proposed
you?
-U n much larger deception and daring, "said
Pietrov softly. At some point during the
coming years, world politics will emerge
a crisis, an inevitable confrontation between the
United States and the USSR. As we all know,
confrontation will take place in Korea, or Iran Boende.
In
time, or they will retreat or retreat
us, otherwise, there will be war. At that
time, to ensure victory, we need
a secret weapon. What you just saw in the

screen can be our secret weapon. If we have

A woman that looks like a drop of water to the
President's wife, if we set our
woman in the White House instead of the wife of
president for a short period without the
ruse is discovered, to have achieved
have the most important espionage agent
whole story. We would be aware of all
plans of President of the United States, its chief
of staff and experts in military matters.
We would know in advance all projects and plans
the enemy. Our success in any crisis would
insured.
For several long seconds there was silence in the
stay.
In the end, the voice of Prime Minister Kirechenko
broke the silence.
- Is it possible, really possible?
- Do you mean if she could do
really?
- Can you?
Pietrov nodded.
"You can and will do so if necessary. You've seen you
testing. It Billie Bradford. Let me explain
how it happened, how we prepare, how we
plans to continue preparing it and how do we
use.
For three quarters of an hour, outlined his plan Pietrov

without stopping and no one stopped him.

At the end, I was almost breathless.
"There you, comrade Kirechenko.
"But what do I have? "Said the first
minister quietly. I have someone who wants to bring
out this venture in real life. Not
So what do I have? One thing is a short film
duration. However, expect her to continue
this role for several days, weeks,
and that can succeed in the test is nonsense.
There should be obliged to make mistakes and commit
a mistake. A failure in a film can be re -
filming and editing, but in real life ...
-C Comrade Kirechenko interrupted in Pietrov
urgent tone, she did not commit the slightest error,
not one, during preparation of the film. No
commit one in real life. For ten days, could
play the role. I bet my career on it.
Kirechenko studied the head of the KGB.
"If you fail, it cost you the skin.
"I know.
"If you fail, his country and his countrymen would run
danger.
-W e also know.
- And it continues to advise me?
"Absolutely," he said with great Pietrov
security. Because they fail. I trust her to
this. Was a complete success. To reap

us some fruit, we could not get by

no, otherwise. We will reveal the strategies and
secrets of U.S. policy and disarm
completely. Dangerous? Certainly this is .. But all
large firms are historical, comrade.
-U n failure could discredit to us all
world ... Kirechenko said, "and lead us to the brink of
war.
-E so true.But, if we managed, and
we'd make sure that it is possible
that is why we guarantee the rule of the Union
Soviet of the United States during the
future generations.
The prime minister sat, lost in
their thoughts.
-E s is a priceless opportunity, "he
Garanin whispered, leaning toward him.
Without paying attention to their adviser, prime
minister
raised his head and looked at the head of the KGB.
-E s're very convincing, his comrade-Pietrov
gaze shifted to the white screen
film. And so is it at the moment
"His eyes returned to dig into Pietrov. What makes
missing? He asked.
-T wo things.Firstly, their permission to
forward. Of course, the final decision
carry out the project or abort in the last
moment he is up to you. But now ... his

authorization.
"And to have the prime minister said in a voice
barely audible.
"And the money.
"I have.
That had been nearly three years. Sitting with his
desktop, General Pietrov left his dream and
returned to the present. Tomorrow would begin the
countdown.
In fact, tonight, as the clock in your
desk told him that it was after one of the
morning. Seventy-two hours. The expected
was almost unbearable.
Seized with excitement, he rose from behind the
desktop. It was late and would have had to seek
some sleep in the next room. However,
knew that his mind was too awake as
to allow sleep easily. In his
brain raced the events of those
three years. In fact, had organized something like
a secret center of excellence, a center with
a run of three years, a subject
principal and one student. The main subject
Billie was Bradford. The student body had
Vavilova been Vera. Now, about to get the title
and the real world directly to the hearing Pietrov
experienced a sudden need to see the Dean of

center. Only Alex Razin would be able to know

if the student was ready to face the
real world. Pietrov needed that reassurance and
I reiterate that nothing had been overlooked and that
the student could make do. He wondered if Razin,
night owl like him, would be still in its
office.
Up on the fourth floor, in his monastic office
KGB-screen ceiling lamps, wall color
pale green, bare parquet, Alex
Razin vertically supported the old leather bag
Brown in a crowded corner of the desktop
papers and made it a beige folders
with red lining. He had told Vera that perhaps
back-and it was late afternoon, but she had insisted
to stay awake, waiting for him. Now I hope to get back
those years of real living that life owes me.
as she prepared to leave his job to spend the
night with her last night they would spend together
in three weeks, found that a hand was shaking.
An unrelenting tension had taken hold of him.
While preparing all this risky business
along with many others, under the command of
Pietrov, the
responsibility of perfection had been totally
own. At the human level, he more than any other of the
had intervened, it was playing around. His
student, the pawn of that superespionaje operation,

agent was not simple urn but the person most

appreciated and loved more than anyone else in the
land. This was doubly difficult for her
work. Vera's performance had to be impeccable and his
immediate future had to be sure, not only to
a victory in the Cold War but also to
retain their valuable life for himself and for
both. The experience made him responsible
thrill of terror.
When they knocked at the door and went
General Pietrov unexpectedly, saying that
wanted to review certain aspects of the phase
Vera training for the last time, Razin launched a
sigh of relief. Although I was wanting to enjoy the
Vera's body heat before they snatched it,
having an excuse to look again
His work was a relief for him. Like Pietrov,
wanted to be sure, beyond all certainty, that is
had provided all possible surprises. Not
Vera matter further delayed. If
that she was asleep, he could wake up and have the
certainty that, thanks to her efforts, it would be
safer.
-E spero that is not you too
Pietrov tired, "he added, sitting in the armchair
was across the desk from his representative.
-F or so, no, "Razin.He hoped that
I offered the opportunity to review again
our preparations. All precautions are
few. It must be absolutely foolproof.
While approaching the file Razin, Pietrov he said.
"Oh, is infallible, I'm sure, do not know why
I want to revisit. You may want to give me a
taste, pleasure in work well done ... before
she will get out of hand.
Get out of hand. The last words of Pietrov
Razin caused the alarm. She opened the drawer
file, searched his home and took out the three bulky
Project Folder Second Lady.
These were brought to the desk and placed them
against Pietrov.
"Everything is here," said Razin. You will find
A copy of all memos, spreadsheets
progress and notes on what we had to
do and what we did, covering the activities of
every week since the day we Kirechenko
gave its approval and gave us special funds.
Pietrov took the bulky folder and opened it
on his knees.
Eme-Dj look at the most
important. Not take long. Do you have a drink?
"Yes, but not ice.
"The ice only serves to dilute it-while Razin
filled a glass of vodka for Pietrov and one for himself,
the
KGB chief began studying the documents relating
the early stages. I remember, "he said.
We start with the White House, doing much

reconstruction to exact scale. We were too late,

is a very expensive and very difficult.
Razin approached that of an armchair and looked
Pietrov
it over his shoulder.
"B ut Razin said was true.Once we had
in our power the latest plans for remodeling and
Most recent photos, it seemed that everything was
well-settled back in his chair, eating a mouthful of
drink. The only thing that bothered me was the
playback
a smaller scale some of the packages to
save costs and time. I've always feared that
could mislead the meet in the real
rooms.
-E lla has assured he would not have problems.
"Maybe no-Razin said.
The architect and the builders had reproduced
almost everything inside the White House, ground
floor, the
first floor and second. Three of the exterior walls
had not been more than smooth walls (again,
to save costs and time), but the South Portico, the
area outside the Oval Office and the Rose Garden is
been replicated with fidelity to the original.
Razin was going to look over
Pietrov shoulder.
-Fter, as you can see, we doubled the
number of our officers and informers in
Washington and increase the number who
operated throughout the country. While this was done
the

reconstruction, there began intensive work

compiling data.
The necessary materials were sent to
Moscow in large numbers in an endless
transcendental current information. In general,
task was relatively easy. More recordings
Bradford Billie's voice to continue Vavilova Vera
studying. More footage of Billie Bradford
action inside the White House and in public. A
and again he was shown films and Vera
recordings of the first lady of the United States
and Vera had copied and rehearsed expressions
facial gestures and features of Billie
Bradford. What was known was not for granted.
The recordings were passed again and again to capture
and
study not only the timbre of the first lady
but also to learn a preference for the use of
words, phrases, idioms, and repetitions.
The physical was the real first lady
checked every week to find a possible
new wrinkle in the front, a newly adopted hairstyle
and even the slightest increase or reduction milder
weight. Each change was happening over there, was
followed by
a change in Moscow Vavilova Vera.
Other physical aspects of the first lady, who
remained hidden from outside observers, were
also under consideration. Was an assault
secret to his insurance company and were located and

copied the application forms and policies if

contained therein, any of the information on any
deformation or hidden defect. Doctor's office
White House, Dr. Rex Cummings, was visited
and photographs were also reports of reviews
medical first lady if they contain
any information about any possible chronic disease.
For many months, there was a disturbing
lagoon.
Friends and acquaintances could be deceived by
a replica of a dress or semivestida Billie Bradford.
But what about the doctor or her husband
President, particularly the president, who would see
naked? What should be the first naked lady?
Would need to find out that Vera Vavilova
could be a successful outcome to their simulation
including naked. Razin had thought about
problem and in the end, he had an idea.
He remembered having seen in an Italian magazine for
men, five color photographs of Jacqueline
Kennedy Onassis time, full-length and
completely naked. The former first. lady
U.S. was taking the sun without clothes in his
shelter Greek island of Skorpios. A photographer
Italian, from a fishing boat some distance from
the coast, was using a camera equipped with a
powerful telescopic lenses to capture it naked. The
images of Jacqueline Kennedy proved to be
extraordinarily revealing, showing
clearly their small breasts and brown nipples
dark, her round buttocks and elongated extension
hair covering her vaginal mound. Recalling
those pictures, Razin thought that if I could get
Similar photographs of the new first lady
Billie Bradford, his problem would be solved.
A persistent rumors indicated that, when
found somewhere in private villas,
Bradford Billie liked to swim naked. Razin
hired a photographer, with a powerful lens
telescoping camera adjusted, for further
Billie Bradford carefully in all its
vacation. The photographer had followed the first
lady to Miami Beach and Malibu and on both
occasions,
whether he had swum naked or not, foliage or
While other obstacles had kept away from
sight. During his second year of residence in the
White House, as luck would have it out Billie Bradford
to spend a week on vacation in Sicily. In his
as a guest of the Italian ambassador in
United States, was made available to a creek and
a private beach: On the third morning early, had
has emerged from the house wrapped in a light blue
gown,
had come to the ring of sand and had fallen
of the gown. He then remained naked, giving
leisurely laps on the sand to enjoy the
sun glare. The intrepid photographer was Razin

was lurking on the roof of a burning

distant house, pointing a telescopic lens to the
nude first lady.
When the photographs were received from the front
First Lady naked, Razin was excited. The
previous week and had arranged to be taken
Vera frontal photographs of naked Vavilova. The
Razin photographs were excellent and had excited.
Once the two sets of photographs in his possession,
Razin row placed photographs of Billie Bradford
naked beneath them, photographs of Vera
Vavilova naked. Then Razin examined them with a
loupe and compared with each other. The firm and
round
busts of both were identical, nipples
approximately equal. The bellies and bellies
not have been distinguished from one another.
Moments later, Razin discovered a
difference in the naked body, a small
difference and then another. In the lower right side
Billie Bradford was a small sign. In the
Vera was no signal. Moreover, the extent of
triangles of pubic hair was different: Billie
Bradford made a bulge taller and wider than the
Vera. Razin sent for a doctor to
study the photographs through a magnifying glass. The
doctor
did so. The signal from the body of Billie Bradford,
who
not observed in Vavilova Vera was very easy
identification. The signal from the body of the first
lady

American was a scar, a consequence of

appendectomy. The solution is to subject to
Vera Vavilova to an intervention during which
I would practice an incision with a scalpel to
accurately reproduce the scar of the first lady.
As for the differences in contour and development
pubic hair, the doctor opined that these would also be
could solve. It would add more hair and trasplantara
to the top of the pubis de Vera.
It was easier said than done. Shortly before
taking these decisions, Vera was Vavilova
reluctant to pose for photographers. Razin
had overcome their suspicions, convincing her that
those artistic photographs serve for a
important purpose that will be revealed soon.
However, that would have communicated
undergo surgery and that he
would have pubic hair transplant, Vera Vavilova
was adamant.
Pietrov had considered the possibility of revealing
the truth about his role immediately after
have been approved by the prime minister.
But he had further delayed because he wanted
keep the project secret for as long
possible, knew he could not continue to hide
its real purpose indefinitely Vera Vavilova
and Alex Razin. They were demanding too much
so that they could hide the truth either.

Pietrov had decided to reveal the truth once

had finished playing the White House
was being built on the cinematic scene.
But that moment had already come and gone and
Pietrov still without a word. However, when
Razin came to him to expose the need for
practice surgery and transplantation
hair and tell him that Vera had opposed both,
Pietrov realized he could no longer continue
longer conceal the truth.
He met late in the afternoon, after a long
test day. Settled into the Hall of
Vera's residence, each with a drink in the
hand.
Pietrov had gone first to Razin.
- Do you know what's going on? Is the purpose
that lies behind what we are doing?
-C inmate who already have guessed what had replied
Razin.
- Do you? Pietrov asked, turning to the
actress. Have you guessed?
"I know not you going to do another movie-had
she answered. I guess this is an issue
KGB I do not understand.
-N or disoriented walks you had said
Pietrov. Now that you're stuck in it ... now.
I think I can trust you ... will tell you.
Razin and revealed to her the whole plan, from
beginning of the project until that moment.

Omitted nothing. I told him everything. He

acknowledged that might not
serve as anything, that might not be necessary at all
During the tenure of Mrs. Bradford
in the White House. But there was a high probability of
which could be used. Were imminent several
major confrontation between the Soviet Union and
White House might reach its point
highlight next year. It was necessary to be
prepared for that eventuality.
"W hen this happens," he concluded, "you
Billie Bradford replace in the White House as
first lady of the United States during a
brief period. It will be the most important role that
actress
some have played ever ... y. .. the most dangerous.
Razin was not worried. Because Razin was
smart, she would have guessed everything, except
details. The one that worried him was Vera Vavilova.
Already
had long since proven its strength and
loyalty, but did not know how far reaching. Now I
hope to get back those years of real living that life
owes me.
I would find out.
Following the revelation of truth, had hoped that
she made a grimace, frown or
express any concerns.
But she had sat very still and
expressionless.
After an interval of silence, he had said:
- Well, Comrade Vavilova?
"I'll stay with the paper she had said. Me

like. I was never offered anything better.

After that, Vera went to hospital to undergo
intervention and transplantation.
As soon as Vera had been discharged in the
hospital, officials of the KGB in U.S.
belatedly sent a final package details
relative to the body of Vera. The package contained
several
things back Billie Bradford dental radiographs
and a reproduction of the prints in plaster of
teeth above and below. The dentist first
Minister Kirechenko the studied and compared with
the
X-rays and dental impressions Vera.
-U nas alignments remarkably similar
-To sign the dentist Russian, excluding molars
later.
- Are back do you mean? Asked
Razin.
"Yes. The of Comrade Vavilova are a little
diverted and not identical.
- Can you see them someone or see the
difference? Asked Razin.
-Sun or a dentist.
Razin reflected. When Vera replace Billie,
you would during a short period and was unlikely to
need a dentist. If they hurt the
toothache, would endure. If for some
unimaginable reason, I had to see a dentist, this
take place in a foreign capital and not in

Washington, where he lived Billie dentist

Bradford.
- Is there anything else? Razin asked.
"There was a major discrepancy in the
radiographs: All teeth of Comrade Vavilova
are his. They have never undergone any process.
Instead the first and second lower bicuspid
left and the first tooth fairy of Mrs. Bradford
been emptied and slurred. It's the only difference
evident between the two dentures.
The fact Razin disturbed.
- Could you get the teeth of this part
the teeth of Comrade resemble Vavilova
those of Mrs. Bradford?
-V acindolos and paste, yes, certainly.
Razin hated to have to tell Vera
need to lose three teeth and plastering
and was not sure what would be their reaction. For
your
immense relief, Vera was sympathetic and willing
to collaborate. Now I was obsessed with the idea of
play the role to perfection.
All those events that had
dotted the project now returned to the
Razin's mind as he sat in their
Pietrov office beside, having a drink and
observing how the KGB chief reviewed the papers,
turned the pages, nodding, smiling, and thinking
sometimes
sometimes talking.

It was at this stage, reminded Razin, when Vera

became a Soviet actress who was trying to
play the role of an American in a
person who lived and thought like an American.
I was only allowed to speak English, dress
clothing U.S. (excluding those
had imported from home Ladbury London) and
eat American food. A la hora del cresculo.
breakfast, drank tomato juice and ate cereal
canned without sugar imported from the United States
and read issues of the day before the New York Times
and Washington Post. When played records, it was
Always classic American music or
of current hits from the United States. When
lit his closed-circuit television, could only see
news Americans recorded in "videotape"
comedies American setting, programs
Spoken Americans and movie showtimes
U.S..
She had been flooded with related material
Billie Bradford, but had never overwhelmed. Was
a student very fast, smart, intelligent and owner of
a fantastic memory. He was educated herself,
assimilating elementary education, higher and
University of Billie Bradford. Read reviews
Billie Bradford, work along the courses, their
newspapers and yearbooks. In persons
Russian actors (who thought they were undergoing
some

evidence or a trial with a view to a movie,

making each one a brief performance before
being replaced), had occasion to meet the
former classmates, teachers, instructors
and teachers of the first lady.
He provided information about his family
immediately, his father, his sister, his brother, his
nephew
and his mother died a decade ago, the dog
families, their aunts, uncles and distant relatives in Los
Angeles,
Denver, Chicago and New York. Gradually, the
information spread to her favorite stores, their
friends and friends of past and present. The
studies were extended to include partners
in the presidential campaign of her husband, staff
the White House, aides from her husband, the
Cabinet members, other officials
department, to Congress and the press
Washington.
And above all, received a daily statement
about the background, whims, prejudices and
customs of her husband Andrew Bradford and
everything
had been able to find out about the
intimate relations between them.
Here, once again, Razin he stumbled over a hurdle
that nearly forcing Pietrov to leave the
project. For over two years, Razin had been
trying to find something, anything, about life
sexual Bradford. If Vera had to replace

Billie Bradford, would have to know how these

behaved Billie in bed with her husband. What was
the behavior of both? "They were delivered to an act
normal sexual and, in this case, how often?
Was Billie docile or aggressive? Were fans he or she
to indulge in a wide variety of calls
sexual perversion? And yet, during
of the first two years, having entrusted the
task to different agents, Razin had failed
find anything. As time passed,
Pietrov began to realize that without knowing this
aspect of the life of Billie Bradford, Vera would not
have
no chance of success unless it was
by chance. And she could not leave any room for
random.
Desperate, Razin tried to find some way of
ignore the sexual problem. Perhaps the President
Bradford had an accident that kept
unable for a month. But there might
of the accident forced him to postpone also
lecture and talks with Kirechenko. This
solution was no solution and was discarded. Perhaps
Billie itself may suffer an accident that did not
probable sex for three or four
weeks. While discussing this possibility, Razin
was offered a wonderful opportunity.
A well-paid American agent of
KGB in Washington at the White House itself had

secretaries heard some rumors according to which the

Young redheaded nurse Dr. Cummings acted
occasionally as a casual lover
president. Her name was Isobel Raines and owned
from a small village (whose cost was well above
their means) in Bethesda, Maryland. The KGB's
immediately subjected to surveillance, while reviewing
his past. He soon found out that, provided
that the first lady was away from the capital, the
President welcomed in his bed until Miss Raines
am. Shortly after such confirmation,
The KGB was able to develop a dossier on the
Raines Isobel past activities. There was a period
unpleasant. Five years earlier, Ms. Raines had
lived with a notorious mob boss in Detroit. There
time to see Miss Raines.
The efficient KGB officials, members of the
Rezidentros of the Soviet embassy in Washington,
one of them named the other Ilf Grishin, is
moved to Bethesda for a visit of
Isobel social Raines. The conversation
subsequent had been quite clear. Agents
KGB hardly bothered to conceal that it was
blackmail. Despite his surprise at the fact that
her secret past in Detroit and not a secret anymore
Despite having any information about
his past would ruin the wonderful because
occupied in the White House was IsobelRaines

steadfastly loyal to the president and his wife.

Overlooked that
was the price he had to pay, no comment on the
sexual habits of the president and what she had
heard
Commenting on the behavior of his wife.
He acknowledged having had some sex
with the president, but only if the first lady
absent from the city o. .. or recently
when he had been sick and could not do anything
with
he.
After informing Moscow Razin his visit to the
Miss Raines, Ilf Grishin and asked what should
do next. A detail of his report had
Razin aroused the curiosity, instilling
hope the details related to the recent
disease of the first lady for whom it had
been unable to maintain relationships
sex. Razin contacted their agents in
Washington and ordered them not to commit to
Isobel Raines and not again to visit to receive
instructions in this regard.
Now, in his office, seated beside Pietrov,
he held in his hand the old report, Razin recalled
what happened next. Increasingly
nervous because of the lack of information about
Bradford Billie's sex life, without knowing what to do
Razin stumbled upon a chance and took it. Little
before traveling to attend the summit
London, while his wife was in Los

Angeles, the president had enjoyed in Raines Isobel

his White House bed. The next night, a
presidential aide had been caught with a
prostitute. The president had dismissed
immediately from office. During the
press conference the next morning, being
asked about his assistant, the president will
reporters had gone off to a sermon about the
morality in government.
Razin no detail overlooked in Moscow. Isobel
Raines would have more fear now than ever. There
time that you do llf Grishin and other
visit.
Isobel Raines was indeed very nervous and
scared. If he refused to talk, they would give
know their own immorality and that would undermine
the
president and destroy his own career. This time he
spoke.
Not much, but a little, enough. He insisted that
I knew nothing about the sexual behavior
Mrs. Bradford with her husband. The president is not
used
talk about such things. He had called her to his bed
because he needed sexual satisfaction that his wife
could not provide at that time. Him
Raines had said to his wife Isobel had some
problem and that the gynecologist had been ordered to
avoid
all sexual activity for six weeks until
availability of the test results.
Unknowingly, Isobel Raines had been circulated to
Razin

what it wanted. In the course of three weeks

Vavilova where Vera was going to play the part of the
first lady, there could be no sexual relationship
between her and the president.
The last obstacle was Second Lady Project
was eliminated. Pietrov was excited, Razin is
Vavilova Vera welcomed and felt relieved.
All this while still learning and Vera
rehearsing, working steadily from morning till
night. His work soon acquired a more
feverish. For while studying people and
events of the past again, he had to deal
with other people and events
present. Africa had for some time to be the apple
of discord between the two world powers and
Boende now suddenly had become a
usual name in his vocabulary. Boende was a
independent central African nation, rich in
uranium. Both the U.S. and the USSR
uranium needed. Boende, a democracy with a
President-elect called Mwami Kibangu, maintained
close ties with the United States. In its border
northern, a number of rebel forces-the Army
Communist People, led by Colonel Nwapa, which
had been trained in Moscow, were
Soviet awaiting a signal to invade the country and
gain control over it through a
revolution. The Soviet Union was prepared to

arming the rebels. It was necessary

find out how much had provided weapons
United States government troops
Kibangu. The future possibilities are very broad,
uranium not only in quantity but also control
heart of Africa.
With increasing confrontation, Prime Minister
Kirechenko summoned to do a Pietrov
reassured by this consultation, gave Kirechenko
first step. He suggested holding a conference
summit two days, with some delegations
headed by the president and the
same as a neutral country would meet as soon as
possible, for the benefit of world peace. The
Bradford chairman was forced to accept
the proposal. Then came the technical details, the
most important of which was the choice of venue
which would hold the summit. Thus began the
usual preliminary wrangling. Were suggested
Cities of Helsinki, Geneva and Vienna, and all three
were
rejected by either side for different reasons. The
Prime Minister then made a Kirechenko
surprising and astute suggestions. Although the
Americans had been allies of the British
for many years, the Soviet Union had signed
Recently several important agreements with Great
Britain and friendship between the two countries had
never
been more cordial. To underscore its confidence in the

British and to disarm while the

right wing conservatives of the United States,
Kirechenko suggested that the summit be held in
London. Caught by surprise, President Bradford not
could have no fault. The meeting would be held
so in London. The president proposed Bradford
then a date and the prime minister's Kirechenko
readily agreed.
Some weeks later, almost as if he had
This is a new occurrence, the wife of the first
Ludmila Kirechenko Soviet minister announced that a
week before the London summit was to invite the
women leaders worldwide to attend a
Women's International Meeting three days of
duration, to be held in Moscow. The theme of the
meeting
were to be the current and future women's rights. A
Despite misgivings that inspired him to Billie Bradford
all those tours and activities in such a short period of
time, women's rights issue was interested
lot. He could not refuse. It
was among the first who promised to attend.
Although the International Meeting on Women was
had organized and programmed exclusively in
Vera benefit Vavilova, preparing it is not
affected by the meeting because he would not
play no part in it. Instead, the summit
London to be held then would
Vera pose for extra work.

New names came into his life, he already knew

and others that may know and about which
was to learn details. We were arriving the
new research findings. Suddenly, Vera
had to become familiar with London, a city with which
Billie Bradford was familiar and with which Vera
Vavilov was not. And he was presented a series
New characters such as Queen of England,
British Prime Minister Dudley Heaton, his wife
Heaton Penelope, the first British secretary Ian
Enslow, president and ambassador Kibangu boende
in Britain Zandi.
These are contained in documents Pietrov
had been reviewed in the office that Razin
occupied in the central KGB.
Pietrov was holding the last document
the last of the three folders. It was the last
Razin typewritten memorandum about
Vavilova rehearsal Vera had done was
nine hours.
Pietrov settled again on the third folder
desk, drained the last inch of whiskey
remained in his glass and shook his mighty head.
-M enudo effort.Three years of work. I hope
it has been worthwhile "He rose quietly.
Well done, Razin. No gap, no bugs. Me
Sounds perfect.
"Me too," said Razin.

-L to First Lady arrives tomorrow ... rather, today.

We no longer have anything to do. From now on,
everything will be the second lady. Well, thanks and
good
nights.
Once he was gone Pietrov, Razin kept the
and close the file folders. Then he closed his wallet.
Something crossed her mind. As
atheist, had never prayed since she had become
in a Russian citizen, but what crossed her mind
was one sentence in the United States learned in the
his mother's lap. Long time. A prayer
a prayer for the safety of his beloved Vera.
It was 2.23 am when Alex Razin
she reached the high fence and gate outside
Moscow and two night watchmen KGB him
crossed the passage to the restricted area. He moved
with his
car for the gravel road that ran off
Reproduction of the White House the last time I went
to her feet, since the first were going to topple
hours of the morning and followed the yellow lights
driving through the darkness into the square
wooden house of two plants that arose in the
back.
After parking in the vicinity of the main entrance,
reached into his jacket pocket one of the three keys
(Pietrov was the third) of hiding and entered the
lobby. Across the hall, climbed the stairs
leading to the bedroom and went smoothly.
Vera had left on two floor lamps
and a slit of light filtered through the door
half-open bathroom. The bedroom was
spacious and comfortable, furnished in original style
U.S.. Pietrov expenses had not noticed
for furniture. I wanted the best for their star.
I thought the room had to remind it
I was going to be an American.
Razin looked at the bed.
He assumed she'd already be sleeping, and
actually was. He remained lying on her side,
partially covered by the blanket, his back
naked. Razin could hear his soft, regular breathing.
He removed his shoes and walked into the room
bathroom. In the fluorescent whiteness of the room,
discovered a piece of paper next to the stack. It
contained an
pencil-written note to him:
Darling,
Before bedtime, wake me.
Do not forget.
I love you. Yours always.
Vera
Razin smiled. Little by little, began to
undress. He thought of her, the first time the

had met in the office and in Pietrov

first times she had met from
then.
As he was concerned that had been a
arrow. At least it had been sure to
third or fourth time he had seen. However,
had deliberately sought feelings
she inspired him not resurface.
I had often tried to analyze the reasons
of their inhibition. He do it again. Despite
to have met many women and have
maintain satisfactory relationships with some,
none had impressed him as Vera. Almost all
others had many qualities, but all had
a defect that prevented him from engaging in
serious with them. Maybe their aspirations were
excessive.
Nevertheless, I had expected.
And then there appeared Vera. And yet,
from the start, was unable to express his
feelings. She intimidated him: his incredible beauty,
femininity, intelligence, security, his poise.
It was also his facet as an actress destined to be
appreciated only from a distance. That, and his new
role that the
became a single state object, valuable and
untouchable.
Moreover, at first, had not been Razin
sure to be worthy of it. Certainly, at
physical, she could have had any man who

would have desired. She was a goddess. He was

vulgar. No
felt no inferiority complex in
regarding their appearance, but it was a subject of the
pile;
she could never be such a thing. As he
undressing, he looked in the mirror in the bathroom.
Straight black hair combed back. Eyebrows,
his eyes narrowed, somewhat flattened nose, lips
thick, dark complexion thirty-nine. A meter
seventy-eight of stature, broad back, waist
close. I needed reading glasses. He was smart, but
suspected that she was more. Their horizons,
limited. It was a small cog in a machine.
It was possible that one day off a gear
most important, but would never go there. The future
of
Vera was infinite.
And here they were, together, together for almost two
years.
The need for daily contact between the two
during the first year and proximity were
transformed into intimacy. Life and survival
Vera depended on him. She had needed to know
I had never met another man. And he had
had to know how women had never met
way to consider it certain that Iberian power Vera
meet the test that was coming and also because
I loved her.
To his amazement, discovered that she had
love with him. Each had found what

needed from another person.

He remembered that day had sent the
photographs of nudes for comparison with those of
Billie Bradford. He had tried to demonstrate distant
relationship with those pictures. Inside, burned in
desires to possess, to love and be loved by her.
However, he had kept his distance and had
interpreted as a mentor.
However, the common purpose had been
closer and closer to one another. After a day
of hard work, instead of returning to his office or
While home, Razin had gradually begun to
delayed, to accompany her home Vera giving a
walk and get to take with her a drink or two. It
relaxing together, sometimes making comments yet
about their work and, more often,
sharing information about their pasts. The
transition a few drinks together had dinner together
produced naturally. As we increased the
mutual trust, both had begun to
to exchange confidences, aspirations and dreams.
Razin had not taken a long time
understand that the background of Vera were much
more disciplined than he had expected. No,
had become an accomplished actress so
accidental. His record, which he had read and had
memorized, not revealed many details
concerning the depth of his interest and his

experience, the stage. Razin had imagined

was the product of two illiterate factory workers, of
some people far away from the world of theater
had allowed her daughter her dream come true
of becoming an actress.
In fact, as Vera herself had
revealed she had always been in the theater
blood. His maternal grandmother, living and retiring,
had
acted in the best years of his life with great
Alla Tarasova in Theater Arts in Moscow.
Although he had no acting talent, her mother
had been and remained a great fan of the theater
and a source of theatrical knowledge. She had
animated and encouraging the interest in theater and
Vera
since the early years of this child. Al
eighteenth birthday, with the help of his grandmother,
Vera
had come to Moscow to examine reading in the
Maly. There were 800 applicants for membership of
the school and
among the 25 accepted, Vera had been the most
promising. Vera spent four years studying,
6000 hours in total, one third of them devoted to
classes; of interpretation to the Stanislavski method.
After receiving the diploma, had been sent to the
Kiev repertory company in order to
gain experience in a real scenario. Vera
had not at any time doubt
that someday would become a star of the Theater
Maly Theater or the Arts in Moscow and, more

later, would become one of the People's Artists

Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, with all
special privileges that the honor was
rigged.
When discovered Pietrov, Vera was
beginning to experience anxiety in early
regarding their future. Was too time
stagnant in Kyiv, according to his calculations, and yet
Moscow
had not called to greatness. Feared, despite its
youth have been overlooked and forgotten. And
Pietrov was then submitted and offered him
The challenge and opportunity ahead of his more
fantastic dream.
Once, Razin had dared to
ask about the men in her life. She
honestly confessed having had
only two relationships, one with a callow student
Maly and another with the first actor in the company of
Kiev, both without any emotional commitment and
both disappointing ultimately. Simply
men had not played a role
important in their past. His life had been devoted
art.
Razin had wondered then if men
S ome-man-could ever play a
significant part in his life.
And then this happened. What happened took place
naturally, in the kitchen of Vera, in the eleventh

Platonic month of those relations. She

stood by the stove with a frying pan in hand
while he was commenting from the doorway one
aspect of
their interpretation of the role of Billie Bradford.
Entering
in the kitchen and passed it without having
miscalculated
step, brushed back. In doing so, he stopped to
apologize and tenderly kissed her neck. She
let the pan, turned, spread his arms and
He kissed her passionately on the lips, clinging to him.
Not uttered a word. Left the kitchen
hugging each other, while kissing while
climbed the stairs to the bedroom. Razin
helped her to undress, undressed, in turn, embraced her
and
took her to bed. All inhibitions were
vanished instantly. They had united meat
meat as if each was trying to
recover a lost part of his body.
They remained closely linked, trembling
as one being for about an hour or more. Al
end, the union was consummated and both are left
empty
exhausted and wet, but teeming with a
wonderful feeling of satisfaction.
In the many months that followed, never again
to stay apart too long.
Instinctively he hid the secret-a secret
within a secret-General Pietrov.
Razin sometimes thought that perhaps Pietrov know.
It was assumed that I had to Pietrov know everything.
If

well, Pietrov had never made any comment to

respect. If I knew, I used to think Razin,
not matter. Both did a good job. Only that
care.
Emerging from the last nice to be in
this, Razin noticed his clothes hanging in the
bathroom and their own nakedness. She wanted
he wanted to wake up and wake her and make love
last time before they start their mission. The
preparation period was over. From
tomorrow, it would depend on the KGB and the
Politburo. Razin
would never see her alone until he returned.
Razin entered the bedroom, did not worry about the
two lamps lit and slid his hand between the
sheets. The weight of her body made her move. His
hand, slid under the blanket to caress
naked breasts, stomach, clitoris. She was placed
his back and opened his sleepy eyes. For a moment,
to contemplate the face of near, the thought Billie
Razin
Bradford. It was the first lady of the United States.
I was here in bed with him. It was impossible. She had
paragraph the blanket and, by extending her hand to
her hard
member, returned to his Vera Vavilova.
The knowledge that very soon would have to
separated quickly joined them. She sank into
more deeply as he could, to keep it as close
possible. It was like the first time, ardent, passionate
and incessant. In half an hour, their bodies were
slippery. The animal went blind mating
intensified until she began issuing a
and long moans drowned when approaching the point
peak. Arched his body and he screamed as the
semen jet escaped. Then both are
collapsed, hugging one another.
In the end, she turned away and left the warm bed for
go to the bathroom.
Back in bed, sat up and took a pill
had on the table, eating it with a sip of
water.
- Why this sleeping pill? Asked
he.This evening you do not.
Bradford-B illie making, "she said, sliding
under the blanket. He always takes one. I hope my
memory is better than yours, "under the blanket,
looked for his
hand-I love you, honey.
"I love you more," he replied.Try to keep
is a good memory. I want you back safe and sound.
-L egresar safely.
"And then we'll marry.
"Yes. Now I have to sleep, "she said, making
A pause. Good evening, Mr. President. Or
I call you Andrew?
They both smiled. They had learned that this was
one of the little jokes with her Billie Bradford
husband. Razin leaned over and kissed her.
-B ood night, sweetheart.

She turned aside, covered her shoulders with the

blanket and in a few minutes, he was deeply
asleep.
He remained lying face up, his body
satiated and the mind alert and anxious. After a brief
interval, stood up, got out of bed and went
the bathroom to fetch a packet of
cigarettes in his pocket of his jacket.
He lit a cigarette, blew out the lamps, he returned to
room, walked to a chair and sank into it.
Sat meditating in the dark.
Now hated that project. Abhorred
responsibility that he was owed on the role of
Vera and its safety. What had drawn
to this strange business?
Being half American, she knew, that
was what had driven him to this night.
His heart had never fully participated
willingly in the project, had never wanted to be
carried out, never wanted to reach the
success until he fell in love with Vera. She had
represented the turning point. Pledging
with it, he knew the plan would succeed,
I could not fail and sublimated his American side
for their Soviet side. While preparing to
cause serious harm to the country he was born and
I had always loved in secret, had tried to
rationally explained to himself that his real

loyalty had to belong to the Soviet Union which

and thus should woman he loved more than the
own life.
The father of Soviet Razin was born in
Sverdlovsk, and was a former athletics star
Olympic subsequently had become
journalist and had been sent by the TASS agency to
cover political information in the city of
Washington. Razin's mother was American,
of Philadelphia, and moved to
Washington as secretary to a Congressman
Pennsylvania. The Soviet journalist Secretary
American had known, had
in love and were married. They went to live in a
rental home in Virginia, which had Alex Razin
born. He had attended primary school
Virginia, had been "boy scout" had participated in the
Little League baseball and was a candidate for
National Spelling Bee Award. When he was twelve
years, his beloved mother, loving and sweet mother,
had died. Three years later, when he
fifteen, his father had received an offer of
promotion and higher salary as director
executive office of TASS in Moscow. In
father loved America, but
distressed by the death of his wife and without
company and friends, decided to return to where you
had come to Mother Russia. Alex had, therefore, that

accompany his father to abandon his school, his

friends and the only home he had known and
moving to a distant country where he did not know
to anyone other than his father. Rootless fifteen
years, sent to an unknown place full of strangers,
felt frightened and alone for many months.
Fortunately, it was bilingual Russian who had
taught her father was her second language. Thanks to
language skills and the fact of being in the
homeland of his father, Alex Razin finally adapting to
the
new life.
Had not meant to be a journalist as their
father. Then he thought maybe he liked being
historian. When it came time to start
college, he enrolled at the State Institute
History, Philosophy and Literature in Moscow. Upon
arrival at
third year, was recruited by the KGB. His background
Americans and their knowledge of English
attracted the attention of that body. Needed
English-speaking agents. The KGB was interviewed
and he
selected for a training course. His father
encouraged to continue. He recalled that the agents
Formed a special elite KGB in the Soviet Union
and income earned three or four times higher
to the current skilled professionals. Went
sent the four-storey building in Novosibirsk and
after undergoing intensive training, won the
security, which, among three hundred students, number
one

promotion. After a period of learning

different provinces, had been sent to No. 2
Dzerzhinsky Square in Moscow, which had
remained ever since.
He remembered having enjoyed a happy interlude.
Four years earlier, had ordered him Pietrov
act as a foreign correspondent in the States
America, in Washington, representing
officially Pravda. No entrusted
any specific mission of espionage, had told
simply to keep their eyes open. More
forward and take charge you a mission. I should
just carry out journalistic work and wait.
Razin was enthusiastic.
In the depths of his heart, wanted Razin
return to the United States. I had never
discussed with anyone, not even with her father. Now
his
dream had become reality.
As your feet put back on the floor of the
U.S. Razin was again filled with joy. It
was encouraged and excited like never
state since he was fifteen. Not tired of
breathing air. He surrendered to her work with fervor.
Overwhelmed by remorse, toyed with the
idea of deserting, but realized that he could
it being his father in Moscow. However, it
was in the United States and was determined to
taste the best that day. His pleasure was very
ephemeral. A morning in its tenth month stay, was
arrested by the FBI on charges of espionage. Him
accused of having tried to obtain information about
military secrets through a Navy officer.
He acknowledged that he had boarded a, naval officer,
openly seeking information, not secrets
military, with a view to a story that had the
purpose of writing. He insisted on his absolute
innocence.
The FBI thought otherwise. A few days after
having been imprisoned, understood what was
happening. In Moscow, a deputy secretary of the
Embassy
United States and was arrested
imprisoned in the Lubyanka prison for trying
to help some dissidents. The government of the States
U.S. had to retaliate. And Razin had been
chosen as a scapegoat. One week
after his arrest, he was flown to
Bucharest and redeemed by the Secretary of the
Embassy
United States in Moscow.
Back again in Moscow, sitting beside her
known central desk in the KGB, he learned
that his father had died of a heart attack the
eve of his return. She was saddened and embittered
at a time. If her father had died only
some weeks earlier, might have been Razin
reside in the United States and again be a
American citizen. Was funny because now
I could never return to their homeland. His hope

to go live some day the United States

had vanished. He had been listed as a spy and
had been banished for ever.
He was not angry with the U.S.
for having deported. Such matters were
policies and he was not accidental but one piece
minor. He was furious with the destination
ruling their lives. But he was a realist. Filed his
old dream of becoming a citizen
U.S.. He gave himself entirely to his work in the
KGB, gave all their loyalty to the Soviet Union and in
the
Over the years, managed to win the
esteem Pietrov.
Even after having met Vera and have
love with her, her dream persisted in latent form
fantasy. If Americans acquitted him and he
readmitted one day, would see that Vera
along. Might subject to blackmail
Soviet authorities by threatening to delivery
Second Lady Project photographs to the CIA. It
Soviet authorities would require to grant the
Vera freedom and allow him to meet him and
then both could enjoy together in the golden
United States.
Tonight, as I thought about it, the fantasy
seemed an outlandish idea. It could be
reality in a million years. Tonight, not even
wanted to happen. The Soviet Union had been

kind to him. With Vera at her side as

colleague of hers, would be paradise. The only thing
mattered was Vera, security, the possibility that
the two meet again.
Sitting in the darkness, I imagined sleeping
peacefully in his bed. Within hours, he
abandon. If their work had been
satisfactory, she would be back on the bed with him
within three weeks. In case of having committed a
single error, never see her again.
Everything that project was too dangerous. Vera
I could not get out of the test. Nobody would
able.
In a lucid moment, he realized that not
might work. The whole project had to
rescinded immediately. He was tempted to phone
to Pietrov, wake him, tell him that was impossible and
advise you to let him run while were still
time.
A long moment of lucidity allowed
Pietrov know the answer. That project was the
Pietrov obsession. He never vanish.
In addition, he was already too late. Within a few
hours, the first lady of the United States
undertake the journey ...
Within a few hours, she thought, would undertake

the trip.
Billie Bradford, clad in his fine blue nightgown
lace-trimmed clear, lay under the blanket
his side of the bed in the president's bedroom
White House.
It had hoped the journey, this time.
As a rule, enjoyed travel,
comforted new shows and sounds. But,
at this time, the trip to Moscow was too much. No
He wanted the long journey there, all three busy
days of stay and the return flight monotonous. And
later, the journey to London and mayhem and
ostentation
from there.
It was excessive. The London and had been
enough. Would have been nice: But the fact of going
Moscow first made the rest will prove
unbearable. And yet, the trip to Moscow did not
could be avoided. The theme of the meeting were the
rights of
the woman and she was an ardent feminist. Refusal to
Of course he would attend and would have bad press
reported their partners dislike feminists.
In addition, Andrew wanted to accept. They were
approaching the next election year and he wanted to
stay
another four years in that house as exposed to the
draft and thought the trip would improve
picture of his wife and therefore his own.
Andrew had said he would be late tonight
because he had a meeting with Chief of Staff

Admiral Ridley and numerous assistants in the Office

Oval. Probably another meeting about the
Boende issue and how to address the
Soviets in the London summit. Well, too late
and Andrew still had not arrived. I wanted to wait for
goodnight and was due before
start tomorrow afternoon trip from the base of
Andrews Air Force. But he was
too tired to keep waiting. It would
best to try sleeping.
He took the sleeping pill and swallowed with a little
water.
The pill would take twenty minutes to take effect.
Instead of waiting for that to happen, decided to take
once again look at the baggage still open. His
Sarah Keating waitress was mandated to make
almost all the baggage, but it would be best to ascertain
he had everything he wanted.
Throwing off the blanket, got up from bed and
is put on the fluffy white slippers. He passed the
five suitcases of leather and open wardrobe trunk
opened and inspected its contents. He lacked the jersey
and cashmere brown pleated skirt and went to
dressing room to find them and put them in a
suitcase. A see done, noted that Sarah, as
ever, had forgotten to include something to read. Is
probably did not have time for that,
holding him to dictate his autobiography to Guy Parker
and taking the plane after spending the time
running through Moscow, but he always reassured
take some books. He stared at the dust jacket
four novels recently acquired stories
intrigue and mystery, and chose three, then saw
the two volumes on the Soviet Union that Nora
Judson had left. I had not read those books
Russian and it would be to read them, even if
above, during our trip to Moscow. He left two of the
three novels, took the two Russian books and
introduced them in
her handbag.
She was kneeling and rising, noted that
was sleeping. The pill I was taking effect.
Barely managed to get to bed, picking of
typing step program of his stay in
Moscow.
Middle sitting up in bed, tried to read it, but
he saw everything blurry. He dropped the paper on the
floor,
huddled under the blanket and buried deeply
head on the pillow. I was beginning to fall asleep
slightly when he heard the door being opened from
bedroom. It would be Andrew.
He struggled to open his eyes and to keep
awake. He was clad in his striped pajamas, with
a glass of brandy in his hand.
From the foot of the bed, looking at her.
- Billie? Did I wake you?
I do not know. Now I'm awake.

-S ent waking you up-the President had

directed across the bed and sat in the
edge of it to finish the brandy. I feel
have arrived so late. But the issue is Boende
very important and Admiral talk much and is very
stubborn. We're seeing the black preparing
Kirechenko for interview. God, what
I'm tired.
She placed the cup, turned off the lights in the bedroom
and
bed. Billie felt the touch of her feet against his.
-M mmm, your fingers are warm, "he muttered.
- How are you feeling? He asked. Ready
to Moscow?
-S upongo yes.
"I like not having suggested that you were there.
-Visit of goodwill, "she said.
"If we do not go bad, especially now that
We have many points of disagreement with the Soviets.
Your visit will be to their liking.
-A yes I hope so.
He felt the soft hands of him in his chest, his hair
against his chin, his tongue on her nipple.
-Com or would like to be inside you, "he said.
"We're almost there," she said.
"Those weeks will make me eternal. Still
bleeding?
-U n little.Not much.
"Well, not until ... Said separating from

she said. Good night, dear.

-B ood evening, Mr. President, "said Billie
Bradford dully. Or can I call you
Andrew?

3.
It was eight least five in the morning in Moscow.
The four were assembled in the hall of the isolated
Vavilova Vera house, with chairs placed very close
the big screen TV. Vera, with long
subject blonde hair back with a pin, was
dressed in pink blouse, blue pants and sandals
leather straps. To her right sat General Ivan
Pietrov, wearing a conservative dark blue suit
tight jacket which was too narrow
for his powerful chest and her swollen belly, with the
bright eyes fixed on the blank screen
TV. Beside the general was sitting his
Colonel Zhuky assistant and best friend in the
Politburo, ie Garanin.
Pietrov consulted the black face of his watch Japanese.
"Now is announced. Turn on the device.
Zhuk was Colonel jumped up, went to
TV and turned a button. Zhuk waited for the
appearance
the image, which occurred slowly. It showed a
hazy view of the flag of the Soviet Union and
the United States on top of a mast,

waving in the breeze through the menacing

background of a sad and cloudy sky gray. Zhuk
adjusted
haste the focus of the image and raised the
volume of a disembodied voice. The voice was
announcing that the Russian official delegation
American from Washington had
landed at Vnukovo Airport and the
plane was departing from runway to
go to the terminal. Once the first lady had
landed after the brief ceremony and reception, the
distinguished visitor would travel in a car, under escort,
the
mediating eighteen miles from the airport
and Moscow.
Zhuk While returning to his seat, the display
another image appeared, the official host of the
group who accompanied her, staring, apparently,
how he approached the Air Force One, not yet
could be seen on screen.
Vera leaned forward and saw the wife
Ludmila Kirechenko Prime Minister, a
majestic and busty lady with gray hair yet
the appearance of a withdrawal opera mezzo. Vera
could not identify the other figures until the
camera focused on Alex Razin, so virile, so handsome
with his brown suit. Vera found it difficult to suppress
a
delighted smile.
Pietrov pulled a cigar from his pocket and
unwrapped absently while his eyes fixed

on television. A giant propulsion apparatus

jet with the rectangle of the stars and stripes
painted on the fuselage appeared on the screen,
advanced
stopped. Airport employees were
approaching the metal steps and adjusting it to
exit door of the plane.
The door opened slowly. In those
moments, he began hearing the first
strains of "Stars and Stripes" played by a
band that cameras did not show.
Vera instinctively leaned forward and
Pietrov contracted eyes.
A young man of athletic and had
appeared in the door of the unit and was
kicking down the ladder, followed closely
other.
-S U.S. security guards service said Vera
Vavilova in English. The first is Van Acker and the
second
McGinty.
"And the woman who's next? Pietrov asked.
"His press secretary," said Nora Judson
Vera.
And a.Then ... Who said he was the man
high?
Parker-G uy.
"Oh, that CIA-Pietrov said with a smile.
Zhuk Colonel spoke hesitantly.
"I do not know, man. We only know that

is helping Mrs. Bradford in the drafting of

his book.
CIA-L to Pietrov muttered, chewing the pure cold.
All Vera's attention focused on the
TV. Judson saw Nora and Guy Parker down
the ladder with which they were extending a
red carpet. He had seen countless photographs
own. Now in flesh and blood, three-dimensional
seemed more impressive.
- And here she is!Pietrov cried, sitting
in his chair You see it? Billie Bradford. The first
lady.
Vera's eyes almost drilled the screen,
following the graceful fall of the First Lady by
the ladder. She was tall and statuesque and, however,
moved with ease. Her hair color linen, collected in a
neat bun, was bright, the profiles of their
lovely face, perfect. White earrings
matched with its large white-rimmed sunglasses
sun. A slight breeze hit the sinuous body,
printed chiffon dress.
Vera Soft brow contracted at the sight of
woman he knew better than herself. The poise
Vera came down momentarily. Billie
Bradford was impressive. Was world
famous. It was real. She was unique. Never could have
other
just like her. Vera felt a lump in my throat. By
first time in nearly three years, he experienced anxiety
and

as a kind of stage fright.

-E s too beautiful, "said Vera, stunned.
Pietrov had shifted his gaze from Billie
Bradford on the screen Vavilova Vera sat at her
side. The studied.
- Too beautiful? "He repeated, covering the
Vera delicate hand with its hairy hand. No more
you, my dear.
Vera's eyes were fixed on screen.
- Do I really have this? He asked in a tone
amazement.
Pietrov made an indication with his hand.
"There is a mirror.
Vera's eyes followed the direction of the finger
I was pointing to the wall mirror. He stared at his
reflection. In his view, at that time,
was still herself. No Billie Bradford. Simply
the actress she had always known, Vera Vavilova of
Kiev. He again looked at the screen. Billie
Bradford was receiving a bouquet of gladiolus in
hands of a child.
The U.S. ambassador to the Soviet Union,
Otis Youngdahl, the wealthy and well-dressed giant,
walked down the red carpet to greet the bride
President with a kiss on the cheek. Now there
Billie took her arm and was accompanied to
the Soviet group: The wife presented the first
Ludmila Kirechenko minister. The two famous women

shook hands and Alex Razin was between

both. Ludmila was talking to Billie with great
Alex profusion of words and acted as interpreter,
translated from Russian into English for the first lady.
After Alex walked up to Billie Bradford
circle of Russian dignitaries. He translated the
greetings and
comments from Russian into English for the wife of
president and its response from English into Russian.
Razin Alex put his hand on the forearm of Billie
Bradford as he walked her over the circle,
tilting his head toward her while still acting
interpreter.
By looking at the screen, Vavilova Vera
felt a pang of jealousy. His beloved was
in the company of women more beautiful and exciting
world. Now she was near and would be
further in the coming weeks. Perhaps
Billie confused with Vera ... or, worse still, maybe
Billie's own preferred Vera.
Vera looked at herself in the mirror to examine the
face once more and realized that everything he had
been imagining was ridiculous. If Billie was the
woman
most beautiful and exciting in the world, so was she.
Alex was seeing only a reproduction of his
Vera. She turned away from the mirror, and quieter.
More relaxed, Vera focused all their attention on the
screen. Billie had accompanied Alex to a battery
microphones. She was talking gracefully

English ... how much she had always wanted to visit

Moscow, how excited he was to meet
there, his great interest in participating in the
discussion
with the leaders of other nations about the
progress on women's rights. All
it was strange, thought Vera, how they
this woman had been imitating the inflections
Vera language, facial expressions and Vera
Vera's gestures.
Vera looked on mesmerized
while the wife of President of the United States
and the wife of Soviet Premier was
Chaika accompanied the black car, flanked
two yellow police vehicles and four
motor guards with helmets and gray uniform.
While Billie Bradford disappeared into
automobile, Vera Pietrov turned to speak with. It
surprised that it was looking at him.
Pietrov nodded toward the TV.
- Is afraid of? He asked softly.
"No, absolutely not," said Vera Vavilova without
the hesitation. Who is this impostor?
"He added firmly. I am the first lady.
-M uy well Pietrov said, laughing.
"Better. Much better. Try not forget.
"Do not forget," Vera said, noting that Pietrov
was realizing that he was serious.

Inside the extremely modern Palace

Congress that stood in proximity of the
Trinity Gate which gave access to the walled
Kremlin, in the gigantic main hall, first
Soviet lady Madame Ludmila
Kirechenko standing was on the stand
directing the closing address to the two thousand
Delegates and their companions than ninety countries.
He was the third and final day of the Meeting
Women's International and, of course, Billie Bradford
rejoiced.
She sat with a look of weariness in
the center of the second row, trying to look
interest, listening through headphones
he was wearing a voice speech translated
Mrs. closing Kirechenko from Russian into English. A
one side sat the ambassador Otis
Youngdahl and protocol officer Fred Willis. A
the other side was Alex Razin, Nora and Guy Judson
Parker. Directly in front and behind it
agents were sitting service
Van Acker and McGinty security. Earlier, in the
Late afternoon session, heard the words of
Soviet presentation of the speakers without using the
headphones. While the voices of the speakers
echoed through the seven thousand speakers hidden by
throughout the auditorium, he preferred that his kind
Alex Razin guide interpreter and translator will do.
Without

But when the chiefs of the delegations of

France, Germany and Spain had boarded the platform
and
Razin was unable to help her, had, used the
headphones.
He tried to concentrate on the summary of Ms.
Kirechenko-the findings and recommendations to
about the role of women in the world and its
future, but Billie's mind was wandering.
One leg was dormrsele point and
she moved to massage. He felt
deeply tired. He had been the penultimate
She had climbed the podium and its report is
had focused on the progress of women's rights
in the United States during the past
ten years and, toward the end, his voice had been
reduced to a harsh screech. However, the words
had been adequate and, on leaving the bench, had
received some enthusiastic cheers.
Overall, international meeting
was what she had imagined. Mainly
useless. Primarily an exhibition communist. The
central theme, the variety of topics to be addressed,
looked impressive. But rarely in the
during the three days had been dealt with in
decision. Almost all delegations had addressed his
task as so many puppets in the House of
Trade. The meeting, like all other
secondary activities organized by the Soviets,

had been heavy and even dull. Furthermore, as

used to happen to many Americans who visited
Soviet Union, he felt isolated from the outside world,
away from everything that was familiar, constantly
lonely and separated from Andrew, vulnerable .. Never
had thrown both under Andrew. As
back to the hotel, he would telephone.
The monotonous voice of Mrs. Kirechenko, followed
the rapid interpretation of Razin, roared in the
ears while trying to escape and hide in the
inside his head. Her mind searched for the beginning
of those past three days and tried to recall what
had occurred. The first morning in Moscow, after
be installed in a special hotel suite
Rossiya, had hoped rest and such
Instead of resuming discussions with Guy Parker
view the book. During a flight to Moscow, there was
able to devote to it so long as planned.
After arrival, barely had time to shower
and changing clothes when his jealous hosts the
hotel had been taken to the streets in order to
accompany her on a dizzying tour of duty
most interesting of the city. But now he had a
head of only recall the kaleidoscope of sites, the
Lenin Mausoleum and St. Basil in Red Square, the
dark red walls of the Kremlin and nineteen towers
and gates surrounding five cathedrals, four churches
and two seats, after Trietyakov Gallery, Museum

Pushkin Museum of Marx and Engels Exhibition

Economic Achievements of the USSR, the Park
Gorky, in haste, half an hour at each site all
Moreover, while the head was spinning as it does now.
And next to it, could not remember time, date, a
model childcare center, a hospital, a parade of
fashion. The people were friendly, hospitable and
sincere. The
Leaders also, but his sincerity was
suspect. And yet, this was true in all
parties. By midafternoon on the first day, had met
with other delegates at the auditorium. Endless
speeches of welcome. Boring documentaries about
Women of the USSR and the steps that they
had been toward equality. Then, with a brief
break for dinner, brief reports forty countries
about the status of women within their nations and thus
on until late at night.
On the second morning there had been more reports.
The afternoon and evening of the second day had been
focusing on countless working groups and seminars
about workplace equality, freedom to vote,
sexual equality and same thing. In the third
tomorrow morning, representatives from twenty
nations were involved to express their hope
for future progress. This afternoon, long exposures
delegates from eight major countries on the
future of women's rights. Now, Ms.
I was giving everything Kirechenko terminated.

Good thing tonight was to celebrate the

farewell banquet. Then, it's over
and Billie could sleep. But not for long,
recalled sadly. Tomorrow, the plane again to
return to Washington. And then to Los Angeles to
information about the meeting. Then to London
her husband and summit. Too. Their cells
brain were unhinged. He wondered if there
a muscle in his body that did not hurt.
He was aware of a resounding silence in his
ears. Across the room, people had risen to its
around and was clapping. Mrs. Kirechenko
Billie was over and he was almost finished, removed
the
headphones and stood to applaud.
Then walked down the aisle preceded by two
Soviet security guards and followed by her
own security men served. The
drove four or five other delegates who
asked for his autograph and she obliged. In the lobby,
while photographers chased their flashes
flickered again and again.
A bold woman of middle age, apparently,
a reporter in India, made his way toward her,
crying
- Why bows to the sexist with this
transparent dress?
Billie kept his poise and smile while
answered:

"B ecause I want men looking at me ... no

only as an equal but as a woman.
Outside, next to the curb with his four
steps, two black cars Chaika eight
cylinders were waiting in the driveway paved.
As the driver opened the first automobile
rear door, hesitated, looked at Billie's
components of his entourage gathered around him.
- How about going this long, Nora?
-Sk-I want to buy some souvenirs.
Nora checked her watch and looked up.
-S i did not take long, it could have an hour.
-V masters there, "said Billie.In a few days
I will be in Los Angeles. I should bring something to
the
family turned to his interpreter: - Where could it go,
Mr. Razin?
-R and suggest the most Beryoska establishment
close, "said Razin. It is an establishment of
state control that only sells to foreign
foreign currency. In establishments Beryoska
are the best items: leather, hand-cut crystal,
hand painted boxes, wine.
"B ut that's just for foreigners," said Billie,
wrinkling her nose. I'd like to see somewhere
which was attended by the Soviets.
-A h, then will you see GUM's
State stores Razin said. On the other side of
Red Square. He has over a thousand stores in its jaws,
but you can not buy things of value too.
You will find material for clothing, some appliances
culinary toys for children. All you need rubles.
-E so it will not be any problem, "said Ambassador
Youngdahl.
- And that's where the Russians come? Asked
Billie.
-A h, of course, "he promised Razin.
"Then I want to see," said Billie.
"Allow me to call the director of stores
-D ijo Razin.We make things easier. Talk
perfect English. Go you. I follow them.
Razin ran back to the lobby.
Ten minutes later, he joined the Razin
back seat of the second car he was traveling
in company with the ambassador and Guy Parker
Youndahl
and pointed to the windshield.
"There you are, waiting for you.Please park behind
them.
The Bradford Billie Chaika was detained
front of the marble and granite building with three
floors,
topped by a spire, which harbored
department stores. As they approached, Razin
opened the rear door of the vehicle still
up and down, almost losing his balance.
-V oy in search director said.
Within minutes, Razin appeared carrying the

director burly arm, which pushed Billie

Bradford and others who were awaiting
beside the first car. Razin introduced her to Billie
Bradford Youngdahl then Ambassador to the
Miss Judson and Guy Parker. The head bowed in
reverence for each.
-M and am very honored, very honored, "said the
director. Come, please, let them
accompany.
Billie went to Nora and others.
"Nora, I need your advice. Do you mind? In
As for you, do not bother to accompany me.
Stay here. Purchases were going to get tired.
In addition, I will not draw too much attention.
-S was better than me, "said the accompanying
Ambassador Youngdahl, Billie stood behind.
Alex Razin and Guy Parker stood beside
Passenger car, watching the group penetrated
in GUM stores.
- Would you like to stretch his legs and smoke a
cigarette? Razin asked.
-N or bad idea, "said Parker.
"We do not turn away the visual field Razin said,
starting to walk. Will walk up and down
outside the warehouses.
Parker offered a cigarette, took another for himself and
approached a lighter to both.
They walked in silence for a long minute.

Parker, who first broke silence.

-Y ou do not speak English in England said.You
American English speech. Where did you learn?
-I n the United States, "said Razin.I was born in
Virginia.
- Really?It's amazing. You seemed so ...
as Soviet.
"And I am Soviet Soviet media by
father. My mother was American, Pennsylvania.
I ... well, I will not weary with my genealogy.
-A l contrary, I care, "said Parker.
"You will repent," said Razin, outlining
a solemn smile as she began to facilitate
more details about the background of their parents and
their own education in the United States and
a censored version of its return to the EU
Soviet with his father. He did not mention his
training and activities in the KGB. He noted that
performed under full-time task
official interpreter.
-A hour and you know everything, "he concluded
Razin.
Parker nodded while both were walking.
He accepted a cigarette and the fire that he offered
Razin.
-C Urios said.There is something so familiar you
swear to have known him in America. Without
But that is impossible because you went to the
fifteen years.

Razin decided to tell her.

"Not impossible," he said. I had forgotten to tell him.
I was in America four or five years ago
for a short period.
- In a tourist?
"He was Washington correspondent of TASS.
"Well, that could explain everything," said Parker.
It is possible that we met. At that time,
before becoming one of the drafters of the
presidential speeches, I spent several months in the
offices of the Associated Press in Washington. I
covered
sporadically. Information on the House
White. We may find ourselves in a conference
press.
-E s very likely, "agreed Razin.
- Do you enjoy working in Washington?
"I loved it.
- Why did he go?
Razin found that he had nothing to
lose.
-No, I went, "he said.I got expelled.
Parker stopped short.
- Were you expelled?
"Exactly. I drove under false pretenses.
My friends in Moscow had detained one of the
Embassy officials of collaborating with the
dissidents. His government decided to retaliation. I
I was randomly selected as the innocent victim. Me

reported, was arrested on an accusation ridiculous and

I returned them to Moscow in exchange for his official
Moscow. I fear I'm persona non grata in the
United States shook his head. Pity. Always
had considered the U.S. as my
first fatherland. I was born there. I liked it. Now I fear
I can never return.
-L or regret.
Razin never knew what had prompted them to say
what
he said next. He thought he had buried his
fantasy. But here in an official company
U.S. aide to the first lady and
president, could not resist the temptation to revive the
hope of an option that maybe he and Vera would
take in the future.
-O challah had there someone who could
know the truth and maybe cancel the ban to
weighs on me. It would be nice, but I guess not
likely.
The last sentence was a sort of mute
question. Parker clearly did not answer. She shrugged
resumed his shoulders while walking.
- Who knows what can happen?That never
knows. The political climate can change. The old
decisions can be revoked.
-S i ever changed anything Razin said, "I
appreciate being remembered me. You're OK
related. Some of his words addressed to some ears
appropriate could mean a lot to me. Left
course I like the situation that I enjoy here. I
happy. But it would be nice to know that I re -
visit the United States.
-L or I will consider, "said Parker.But now the
time is not propitious, as you know. Weather
prevailing between our two countries is not unbeatable.
If it were now better, the conference would not be
necessary
summit to be held in London the week
comes. But what about the future? Who knows what it
can
Bring? Be aware of what happens to help.
- Do not you forget? Razin asked with an expression
very serious.
"No forget it.
"Thank you," said Razin. I know what I
to tell you now will seem ridiculous, but, if ever
may correspond, you make some small
Please I would love to oblige. I recognize that
I am very important. But I have some good
contacts.
-T hanks Parker said, smiling.It is possible that
asks for something some day ... a case of vodka locally.
"Put to the test game Razin said, unsmiling.
Parker was pointing toward the entrance of the
stores.
- Is not Mrs. Bradford?
Razin contracted eyes.
"Yes. Seems to have found something to buy.

Billie Bradford had gone in company

the GUM store manager, both paths
plastic bags, followed Nora Judson, who
carrying a package, and Ambassador Youngdahl.
-S had better go back, "said Parker, throwing
to walk.
Razins followed him, thinking. Had he committed a
error talking to the U.S.? Would it have been
indiscreet? What if Pietrov found out about his
affection for
United States and its desire to return there?
But then he realized that Pietrov never was
to find out. It was clear that Guy Parker had not
taken seriously. Parker was limited to conceal.
Parker, as all Americans, had
been polite.
In fact, it made no difference, he said Razin. His old
dream of the United States was not only a
nostalgia for his youth. It was now an adult. Only one
else mattered.
He saw the first lady up to Billie Bradford
car. He saw Vera Vavilova get in the car.
That was all that mattered. Vera
returned safely to her arms.
Night had fallen on Moscow, but in the
Kremlin interior flooded with light, especially in
The spacious and airy office of Prime Minister

Dmitri Kirechenko, party general secretary

Communist president of the Presidium of the Soviet
Supreme Marshal of the Soviet Union.
On the four walls of the office of Prime
Minister upholstered in silk mushy were only two
ornaments: a framed portrait of Karl Marx and a
VL framed portrait of Lenin. In the center of the
stay under a chandelier, was a table of
conference covered by a green cloth. In a
hexagonal corner office was the
L-shaped desk in the Prime Minister. On his
area is not watched or trinkets or papers, so
only three telephones and a board of white buttons, a
green folder containing a logbook
typed instructions, a square clock
brass, a pen, an inkwell and a calendar. A Chair
dark brown leather with padded backrest
accompanied the desktop.
At this time of night the chair was
solidly occupied by Prime Minister
Kirechenko, while rubbing the pointed beard
looked through their crystal glasses without
ridge to collaborators around him. Opposite him,
some notebooks with instructions on knees
could see General Chukovsky, Colonel Zhuk, to
Garanin and Politburo members and two Unyakov
specialists in African affairs.
-M uy well-Kirechenko said the Prime Minister,

I have noted your suggestions and thank you.

Now, to avoid misunderstanding, let me
summarize our position and the U.S.
before attending the London meeting.
The prime minister leaned back in his swivel chair
leather, took off his glasses without shoulder, closed his
eyes and
continued.
Boende "he intoned, so far a country
insignificant thirty million inhabitants, located
in southern central Africa. A year ago it acquired
importance. Were discovered and began to be exploited
some large deposits of uranium ore.
We in the Soviet Union, we need uranium.
America needs uranium. To preserve
an appearance of neutrality, Mwami Kibangu, the
Boende president, who in fact is a
puppet of the United States established a quota
of what was going to sell, while selling them to
United States an amount three times higher. A
intolerable situation.
'S e know that a government that presides Kibangu
lacks a strong popular support. Its government is a
artificial democracy, backed by its ally
U.S.. Moreover, our man,
Nwapa colonel leads a popular underground army
rebels, allegedly committed to the principles of
communism. Our links with Colonel Nwapa are
very narrow and it's been reported is

prepared to act to overthrow the puppet government

Americans. This is the background-the
Kirechenko prime minister opened his eyes, his glasses
dangling from his fingers. And so we come to the
situation
Current continued. Colonel Nwapa has the
quota of men necessary to win the
triumph. However, it has a sophisticated
weapons capable of guaranteeing victory. On the other
hand, the pro-American president says Kibangu
have a considerable arsenal of the latest
weapons, provided by the United States.
Ensure also have signed a treaty with the
United States which would be supplied later
weapons in case of any threat to occur
against his government. We are dealing well with the
great
question. Are certain statements of President
Kibangu? And the other secondary questions. Is
the government army fully equipped with
American weapons? Could the president
Kibangu get help from President Bradford
If the attacking rebel forces?
'S i Kibangu claims are true, the
Nwapa government army crush without any
difficulty. If their claims are true, we do not
would dare to send weapons
airborne forces from Ethiopia
rebels and Nwapa would be unable to continue
forward without our help. But if the statements of

government are not true, if the U.S. does not

have strengthened their defense if the U.S. does not
intending to provide support in case of
emergency, that we would wear advantage.
Could provide enough supplies to Nwapa
and technical consultants to ensure control
Boende in one week. Nwapa lead the country.
We have full uranium
wanted. Uranium Exports to Boende
United States interrupted. Our position
nuclear would benefit and our control over our
capitalist rival would be complete.
Several of those who were sitting on the other
side of the desk nodded to show
conformity. The prime minister did not Kirechenko
listened and said:
Sto-E leads to the summit conference in London.
Our intelligence agents in the area could not
establish what is the effective strength of the
government
Boende. At the same time, CIA President
Bradford has also failed to ascertain the extent of
strength of the rebels. Therefore, we
are at a stalemate. The enemy
prefers the status quo in order to further exploit the
Boende riches. We prefer a war
release to save the people of Boende. To break
this impasse, we decided
deal with the United States at a conference

summit. Know the plans of President Bradford.

We suggest the acceptance and signing of a treaty. Us
propose the status quo, not only in relation to Boende
Africa but in all, a treaty stating that
there will be no further foreign intervention
in Africa and not be carried further exports
weapons to any African state. What position
proposed treaty will take before this? If States
United are simulated with respect to its past
and their future support Boende and if we see you in
unable to prove it, the signing of the treaty
would be for them a smart and important
victory. If we could find out in advance
that the United States being simulated, we could
rejecting the treaty, Nwapa give the signal to attack and
Boende to own and its uranium deposits,
establishing our best advanced towards a
gradual control of Africa.
"How can we win the top?Not
could win and would win not only through
an unknown factor: the possession of a secret weapon
we ensure a resounding victory, the chair of
Prime Minister to stand up this Kirechenko chattering.
The
Prime Minister to adjust his glasses back on
bridge of his nose. Gentlemen, many of you have
seen the development of our secret weapon.
You have all heard of it. This weapon
seek and find the truth of President Bradford, we

unveil the true position of the United States and the

real strength or weakness of Boende. With this
truth in our hands, we know exactly what
act at the summit. Gentlemen, I wish that every
one of you see the point completely secret weapon
before launch.
His hand was extended to the desktop and its index
pressed a button. His eyes were riveted on the door
double sheet which gave access to the reception room
in the
far side of his office. All heads
turned to follow her gaze.
The double doors opened. General Pietrov
came in with very serious face, moved aside and made
a sign.
And then she appeared. Slowly crossed the
lintel. He walked toward the desk of the prime
minister.
Held her head high and erect. He wore a
silk shirt in beige with a deep neckline
adorned by a gold chain from which hung a
tiny medallion on his chest, and skirt
bell soft brown. Her blonde hair
was silky, her large eyes flashed sapphire
and, under her upturned nose, her lips ruby
smiled faintly. Its sinuous body crossed the
office like gliding.
He passed the group that stood by
the desk and walked directly ale man
located behind it. He extended his hand and

man behind the desk got up quickly

and shook it solemnly.
-S-ord Kirechenko prime minister was
saying it in the end I am pleased to meet you. I
Billie Bradford. My husband, the president of the
United
United has asked me to send its most
cordial greetings.
The prime minister reacted with an unusual
smile.
-S oberbio said.
He took her arm and pointed to his staff.
Even those who already had met with
were watching before the astonished. Those who
had never seen were left speechless.
-T o those of you who are confused, "said
the Prime Minister, is understandable. For others,
here's the finished product. Gentlemen, I present to the
greatest actress of the Soviet Union, Comrade
Vavilova Vera ... Pietrov, pull up a chair. Sit
all-Vera waited for a seat and then
settling into his chair, told his colleagues:
"Even if you knew more or simply what we were
planning, I doubt most of you
was convinced of its reality. However, it is
real, it is real. You can see yourself.
The old general Chukovsky could not take my eyes
off.
-S orprendente "he mused.Yeah, I knew what was

were on hand, but he shook my doubts

head. Now I do not have them.
The Prime Minister expressed his satisfaction and
Pietrov did the same, sitting near him.
"H ere is our secret weapon" the first
Minister, "our strength when we go to the
summit next week. His findings we
will lead to victory. Turning his head, he added:
"A brilliant work, Pietrov.
Greetings,
The eye of the prime minister again Kirechenko
Vavilova rest on Vera.
"So are you ready, are not they
lady first lady?
-L or I, sir.
- Do you trust?
"Absolutely.
"Then I calm down," the first
Minister. The future of the Soviet Union, in fact,
future balance of power in the world, it is likely
resting on their shoulders.
-S oy fully aware of what's at stake,
Vavilova sir, "said Vera.
For a moment, the prime minister showed
worried.
Time-T to be a fool to let that happen.Risks
are enormous. One mistake, one, and would be lost.
Vavilova Vera nodded.

-S ord Kirechenko prime minister, believe me, no

be no mistake. Not one. Fulfill my mission.
-I n this case, us-Prime Minister
rose and extended his hand again. Good
Fortunately, Mrs. Bradford. My greetings to the
president.
Despite what he was fatuous, Billie Bradford had
recognize that the scene was impressive.
She and the components of their group were
sitting toward the center of one of the four tables
feast that stretched over four
dazzling walls of St. George's Hall, located
in the Grand Kremlin Palace. She had been sitting
between
Alex Razin interpreter and ambassador of the States
USA, Otis Youngdahl. In gilt chairs on either
sides of them were Nora Judson, Guy Parker
and protocol officer Fred Willis.
Billie Bradford looked up the gallery in
which an orchestra was playing a medley of
happy tunes of famous musicals of
Broadway.
Forced to refocus attention on the
table by waiters in white jacket
were withdrawing their dish he still remained
almost the whole fillet of beef and the glass still half
full of
Moldovan red wine, Billie realized that he had
lost track of time. Supposed to be

around midnight. But now that they were

removing the meat dishes, he realized that very
soon they would serve the dessert and that this would
end
, that interminable evening and the day.
Despite the many exotic gala banquet
those who had participated in Mexico City in
Paris, Rome and in the White House itself, never
had been forced to participate in a copious dinner
like tonight. He tried to think of the first
dish and began to count. The first course, my God,
Fresh caviar and vodka, crunchy fried fish, more fish
gelatin, followed by venison with cucumbers
and seasoned with dill pickles and a salad. All
that had not only been the first course. They were then
had served wild chicken broth with meatballs,
after a cold soup made with beer that
rye called "kvass' or whatever. After
baked salmon white. After 'esterlet' or sturgeon
Russian Georgian white wine. Then fillet
ox. He had managed to survive by eating only the
half of everything. And the dessert was still missing. I
should
Andrew you remember telling the White House were a
bit stingy.
To think of her husband reminded him of the
I had experienced frustration in not achieving
phoning before dinner. As he put the costume
black velvet night, had telephoned the
White crass, asking for Andrew. Instead, it

apparatus had put his personal secretary Dolores

Martin. She told him that Andrew was in a meeting
with the Cabinet and ordered not disturb him.
Billie had been disappointed. I was looking forward
talk to him to dispel his loneliness and fatigue. The
Ms. Martin asked if the president wanted
call. Of course, she had replied. It would be in
the hotel shortly after midnight.
The bartender was distracted from his thoughts. Him
I was laying in front of wild strawberry ice cream
with a fruit bowl and a cup of coffee. Then he saw
he was pouring a glass of champagne
crystal. "I hated going to protest the champagne, but
it was too late because it had been poured
and the cup was full, almost to the brim.
He noted that all heads were becoming
toward the center of the table, a dozen seats away.
He saw a male figure standing, holding in his hand
one flake of champagne, and, to his amazement, he
discovered
who was Prime Minister Kirechenko. Until then,
his seat had been vacant and his wife was
be responsible for the hostess of the evening.
Apparently,
just arrived and was making a toast in Russian.
Billie Alex's breath caught in his ear Razin
as he whispered the translation. The first
minister was toasting the success of women
everywhere, on charges which were to occupy, by the
children who were to have their husbands. A joke.
Laughter.

Then, more seriously, provided by the next summit

London and an understanding that would lead to a
peace
lasting on earth.
Billie saw that everyone got up, joining
the toast. He rose quickly, taking the cup
champagne. She reluctantly came to his lips,
took a sip and grimaced. Aware that
Razin was watching, said:
"No I can finish.I hate this drink.
Razin leaned over and said in a whisper:
"Please, Madame, you have to drink it. Failure
it would be a breach of etiquette, especially
be who you are.
He turned to the ambassador Youngdahl, who had
been listening to the comments. This nodded. More
there Judson looked for Nora, who hated the
champagne
much like her. Nora was drinking his glass.
Shrugging, Billie closed his eyes,
came the champagne to his lips and in rapid gulps,
eating all the contents of the cup, was more bitter
than usual and immediately suffered a brief
cough. In the end, posing the empty cup, sat down,
glad that the toast was done.
An amplified voice said something in Russian. Razin
translated. The end of the evening was going to be a
performance by a Soviet women.
The lights are dimmed, a spotlight is
focused on a group of dancers located in the heart

the room, ready to play for another twenty

minutes, some fragments, of memorable ballets.
Despite his tiredness, Billie tried to focus
developments in, jumps and leaps of the dancers.
Gradually, he warned that it was taking over the
body fatigue. He began to sleep, realized and
attempted to wake up. With blurred vision, followed
the
acrobatics of the dancers. A point of re -
sleep, Billie realized that music would stop and that
reflectors were extinguished. Everyone was
applauding. Billie tried to applaud too, but the
dodged hands to each other. Rejoicing
that was over, he pushed his chair back to
up. However, Razin held her hand
gently.
-S ord Bradford, please, "he said in voice
floor there is another sight to terminate the program.
Our gymnastics world champions.
Billie smiled stupidly while
spotlights illuminating parallel bars and various
other gymnastic apparatus in the center of the room.
Appeared gymnasts, all young and tiny
as birds, clad in tights. Light as
air, leaping, turning, kept in
equilibrium and turned on bars in the middle of
thunderous applause.
While still pursuing their graceful exercised,
Billie tried to focus his eyes on them. Was

impossible. The six became twelve and then

unfolded at eighteen or more. Billie contracted eye
to look, but lost the vision of the group. Their
eyelids were stuck together with glue. Her head
bent to one side.
After warning that someone was shaking
to wake her. The ambassador was holding
by the shoulders and the room lights were
on.
-V owners, Mrs. Bradford was saying
Ambassador, it is time to return to the hotel and
bedtime.
Placing his hand under her arm, helped her
up.
"D ormir she whispered as from a deep
well. I need ... I ... I must sleep.
Was immersed in a crowd that
pushed toward the exit. Surrounded by its agents
Security Service guards and KGB
advanced shuffling.
He wondered if Nora, somewhere, would be so
sleepy like her. At one point,
stumbled but held her hard hands.
"A thought-brzame, hold me, my dream."
They had left the elevator and were in the
corridor on the third floor of the Hotel Rossiya.

Billie Bradford had been awakened to

out of the car and enter the hotel. For a
moment, entering in the hall, had revived
a little. But now, in the hallway, moving
slowly toward his suite, I felt weak and
members felt as if paralyzed.
The security service agents shift
night, Oliphant and Upchurch were located
one on each side of it, holding each
one arm, compressing it increasingly harder
that seemed about to fall. A few steps behind, Guy
Parker was helping a sleepy Nora Judson.
A Billie Bradford seemed like an eternity, but at
final, managed to reach the majestic gate
suite double sheet of the first lady. Beside the
entrance to the suite, waitress Billie staff, Sarah
Keating, replacing the usual dezhurnaya, the
woman who distributed the room keys are
jumped from his chair. With the key in hand,
hastened to open the door.
The waitress studied his wife with concern.
- Can I help you prepare for bed,
ma'am?
Billie tried to lift a hand to indicate that
withdraw.
-T is not necessary ... necessary.Dismissed. I'm fine,
fine.
I undressed alone:
Nora Guy Parker gave the custody of the agent

Upchurch and stepped forward.

- Are you all right, Billie?
-Perfect ... perfectly well. Just very
tired, I guess.
-R emember that we have to leave for the airport
at seven.
"No worry.I set the alarm.
"Well get some rest. We badly need.
Parker met with the agent was Upchurch
holding Nora. Parker took the other side and
both rounded the corner to accompany his pupil
her bedroom.
Based on the doorframe, Billie observed
how were carried Nora. Nora appeared and
disappeared from
sight.
-P obrecilla said Billie.He has worked too.
He turned toward the open door.
Oliphant agent he was still holding the
arm. It showed a worried expression.
- Want to help it go, ma'am?
"No," she said, releasing his arm. Me
lie down immediately.
He pointed out the room.
"I'll be all night with his door," he said
Agent Oliphant. If you need me, call me.
She tilted her head and slammed the door in
noses. The room lights were on. He took a
look at the ranch. This up and down as if the

an earthquake was shaking. Half dazed,

started across the room was spinning his
around, bumping into furniture until, at
final, she hit the wall switch. Light
went out.
Walking with legs like rubber, came
in the bedroom where the light shone only
yellow illuminating the bed. He
effort of will to get to bed. Medium
road, stopped, staggered, took off his shoes,
the zipper got a velvet suit, let
it fell to the floor and got out of it. He pulled
panties down and almost fell
while taking them off. Naked, putting one foot
before the other foot on the small carpet stretched. His
green gown was neatly spread over
bed. He reached to pick it up, grabbed,
difficulty introduced with head and arms and was able
wear it. A corner of the blanket was folded
backward. Grabbed and tossed aside. One step. Other.
He felt the edge of the mattress. Was abandoned and
sank
like a stone in bed.
Face up and with great effort he slip
under the blanket and took it up to chest height.
He tried to keep my eyes open. There were several
roofs
above it, up and down. The walls of the
room circled incessantly. Focused
view lamps bedside and stared

steadily until it became one. Under the

same trip saw his watch and hear the ticking of
same. He moved too much to see
hour. But finally, he saw her briefly. Something to
ten ...
doce ... twelve and ten. His cold hand, sought the basis
of the
lamp and turned off the light.
In the dark, buried his head on the pillow
feathers. The Soviets had pillows
delicious. He let his heavy eyelids closed.
From a distant place, he heard a bell. Perhaps his
phone. Perhaps it was Andrew calling her. He
little effort to rise, but his shoulders and
spine refused to help. He gave
up. To hell with the phone.
She lay motionless. As pin.
Impotent. Only noticed movement in his head.
He had a kind of grinder head. Should
terribly drunk, he said.
The mill kept turning.
A flash of light replaced the grinder. A
judging by what he had drunk it was not possible
was so drunk for that. "They would have stoned?
Is it appropriate to call the ambassador? Should
to call the security service agent who
was waiting outside? His mind tried to take
a decision to hold on to some decision, but it is
was slipping:
The mill was back, turning more slowly,
receding, getting lost in a void that was
filled with darkness. His body sank like
floating in a stupor. His head went out and met
with the body.
Billie Bradford was asleep.
The clock on the bedside table and strikes midnight
fourteen minutes.
Darkness.
The clock on the bedside table and marked the two
ten. Billie Bradford was still sleeping, sleeping
deeply, without being aware of the night.
She was not moving. The room was still.
Then something began to move. The small rug
oriental carpet spread on four feet
the floor beside his bed, stirred. Slow,
mysteriously, one end of the carpet started to
rising; an inch, two inches, three, four,
five.
The oak floor boards under the carpet, two
tables and one on each side, were still rising. A
square fist and arm wrapped in a
manga appeared next to the carpet, a thick
fingers sought the edge of the rug, seized and
pushed it aside, revealing the four
high tables that were rising. The furthest away from
tables had risen to a height of more than thirty
inches off the ground and was becoming isolated on
one side
and placed gently on the ground. Then quickly and

Silently, the three other tables, one after another, is

up, froze, were removed to a
side and deposited on the floor.
The bedroom floor now showed a hole
irregularly shaped square, one meter and a half
long and four feet wide.
A shadow, a figure silhouetted in the darkness,
began to emerge from below. An agile figure
male, dressed in black rose from the hole,
his knees and then rose and remained
foot. Moments later, another fuzzy set
male, more portly, emerged from the hole and
stood in the darkened bedroom.
Both figures tiptoed to the bed,
stopped and stared at the sleeping woman. The one
beckoned to the other. Simultaneously, as if
had practiced, they both put your hand in a
pocket of their jackets. One of them
pulled out a handkerchief and the other a needle. One
of them returned to make a sign to the other. In a quick
movement, the handkerchief to his mouth approached
Billie,
penetrating it. At that moment, the
hollow of the syringe needle slid inside
meat Billie's arm. The pressure, the sting of
pain, terrified her, leading her to move the body
while trying to wake up. His eyes blind
opened blinking stared showed
terror, unfocused, began to close as

eyelids hung down and shut with force and

head sank back on the pillow. Lips
moved and then relaxed. The scarf
squeezed harder. The hypodermic needle, empty
fluid was withdrawn.
He lay with his body loosened completely
unconscious.
They tore off the blanket. Both figures are
leaned toward her, passing the arms under
their shoulders and his legs. The four arms of
rocked and got out of bed without the slightest
difficulty. The four arms and four feet marched
softly as he carried it hastily into the
opening the floor.
Carefully, with great care, down to the
opening. Four new arms were extended towards
she accepted the transfer of the body relaxed, with
hands and feet dangling, and gently, with great
care, new arms curled around and
the drew down until the body and her nightgown
Green was out of sight.
The two figures in the bedroom waited. Then
one of them knelt, was introduced into the opening and
jumped down. Seconds later, the other figure is
bent, broke into the hole and disappeared.
The bedroom was out of life.
Just for a minute.
The top of a head was sticking out of the

opening the floor. Had emerged the profile of an entire

head, a whole head and a female figure rising
side, leaning on his knees, rising,
smoothing her green nightgown, standing still to
while trying to get used to the sight
darkness.
She was ready. It moved quickly and gently, without
one motion unnecessary, deliberately.
He raised one of the tables in oak, approached the
opening the floor and with great care, adjusted to
same as if completing a puzzle
of irregular shapes. Took the second plank of oak and
posted it on his site, covering another area of the
opening.
Then did the same with the third and the fourth table.
The hole was gone, soil is
was once more intact. Bending down, took the
Oriental rug, spread it and placed it on the
wooden floor.
She glanced into the bedroom in the middle of the
darkness which now had become accustomed. By
I could see, everything was in place. No missing
nothing. In the doorway that led to the room, bowed
head to the front door of double leaf. Silence.
The agent served U.S. security in
its boring hallway guard post had not been
disturbed.
Smiling to himself, walked barefoot
to bed. He studied briefly sat on the

edge, lay down on it and got comfortable under the

wrinkled blanket. Stretching completely in bed
still warm, pulled the blanket up to his chin and
buried his head in the hollow of the pillow.
He glanced at the illuminated clock on the road.
The two twenty-six.
He reached out to take sleeping pills and
found near the glass of water. Its predecessor is not
had been able to take it. Realized
she should not take it.
Satisfied, he was lying and tried to distinguish the
roof. He felt his heart beat that pulsed with
strength, but regularly. He did not want at all
sleep. The adrenaline was running down the veins,
nerve endings were striking him, his body
beating because of the thrill of danger. He could
denied that she was excited and nervous, as he
always happened when he expected among the racks
time to go onstage. He thought the fact
be nervous and alert a good sign. By
rule, it was the perfect prelude to a
performance.
But I had to calm down and relax. The dream was
necessary. His mind rummaged in the attic of his recent
Past: Kiev. Pietrov the night he had come to
visit the clubhouse. Moscow. The day had been
called by the KGB. The day that he had learned
the kind of role he would play really.

The day he realized that he loved Alex and

that afternoon for the first time he had
possessed. And that last delicious. His
abandoned mind the realities of the past three years
and rose in rapid flight toward the future. Once
completion of the project it as a heroine of the
Soviet Union, a princess among commoners, a girl
pampered elite. She and Alex.
He was aware that he was head
emptying, the images of yesterday and tomorrow
were fading, that its members were
loosening. He yawned. The dream was taking over
she. I welcomed it. I had to wake up at
five. Then he would raise the curtain.
He turned sideways.
Morning. I had to remember their role, their identity,
their sentences. He tried to remember. He could not
remember anything.
However, the proximity of sleep cushioned the
panic. Would remember, would remember. The curtain
was
rising. The performance was about
begin.
It was the last thing he remembered.
Farewell, Vera Vavilova.
Hello, First Lady of the United States of
America.
4
His awakening was like walking up a steep and
endless staircase. However, Billie Bradford was
wakes up in his mind, though his eyes were
still closed. Behind her forehead and the thin
layer of pain that was covering his brain was a
quagmire. It
mouth was dry, with an aftertaste of bitterness.
His thoughts made their way through the mud and
eventually became a souvenir of the night before. The
banquet, fatigue, drunkenness. That had been,
excessive drinking. He had a terrible hangover and was
not
nothing unusual.
He kept his eyes closed, waiting for you
clarification of the brain and disappear headache.
After a few minutes, lying very still, he noticed
that the headache faded and began to recede.
Her brain was spared from the mire and started
functioning. It
was awake. He remembered where he was, the day
I was, where the expected.
I had to get up at five in the morning
to undertake trip home from Moscow.
He opened his eyes and cocked his head on the pillow
to consult the travel clock of the bedside table. The
watch told him he was four. Luckily no
was asleep. There was still a time for the bell to
clock. I could enjoy another hour of sleep.
I was about to curl up and close your eyes
to rest a little more when he was struck
a very strange thing. The clock on the nightstand.
It was different was her tiny travel leather-wrapped
red in both trusted. It was a watch of great
size, surrounded by a frame of walnut. How strange.
Had he entered her maid Sarah, and would have
replaced
his watch for another? It was absurd. He shook his
head on the
pillow, looking at the bedroom. Suddenly,
prey from the shock, he realized that this was not his
bedroom suite at the Rossiya. It was a bedroom
different, completely different from the role
velvet wall to modern furniture
and pillars of the headboard.
He sat up, confused and perplexed.
But other things were familiar: the
wedding band he wore in his finger, the nightgown
Green, fluffy slippers soil, its lightweight robe
wool turquoise, resting on the couch
But the room was not theirs, of course.
What had happened? Was last night
too drunk to take to your room and the
had settled, instead, in a room with Nora?
It was possible, not probable but possible.

Then he heard two confused male voices,

from the next room. Someone, two
people were in the room. Probably
agents of the security service Oliphant and
Upchurch. He decided to find out. And find out also
what was in that room differently.
He stood up, introduced her feet into slippers,
up, took her robe, and put. After tying the
belt of the same, looked the other comb always
his pocket big. He was there. He went to
dresser mirror, comb your tangled hair, smoothed
back and studied. The hangover had cleared and
looked and felt almost human.
The hum of voices in the next room
back to alert her. Experiencing curiosity
purpose of those voices and still confused because
environment that surrounded her, left the bedroom and
went to the salon.
At first he saw the people that own the
voices. He saw only another different room I had ever
seen before, different and much more spacious
and modern than it had occupied yesterday and two
days
earlier at the hotel Rossiya. Then he discovered the
owners of voices, to the left and
slightly behind him. She started because none
of them was one of his guards service
security.
Seemed Soviets, one of whom was familiar

and the other he was totally unknown What was he

doing here?
What was she doing here? He approached them, trying
to
find the explanation of the mystery. Then,
from his chair, one of the men noticed his
presence and beckoned to the other, which was re -
her.
Anyone who was familiar was the one who had served
interpreter during the last three days: Alex
Razin. At another, a man short and plump eye
small and penetrating, had never seen. Now I hope to
get back those years of real living that life owes me.
both were lifted.
-A h, Mrs. Bradford, "said the stocky.
We were waiting for him to wake up.
Billie ignored him and went to Razin.
- What is that? What's happening? -Covered by
gestured around the room. How did I get here?
I do not understand.
-T Rataro to explain said Razin, anticipating
and speaking apologetically.
The chubby man raised a hand to
indicate silence.
-Y or I will answer your questions, Mrs. Bradford ...
Razin, bring some coffee.
With gesture obedient, Razin rapidly crossed the
dining room toward the kitchen.
-V enga here, "the subject squat while
approached one of the two sofas in beige clear that
had on both sides of the chimney. Startled, she

followed. I suggest you sit down, "he said.

She went to challenge him, but he sat down, adjusting
the
robe on the knees. The subject chubby remained
standing at his side.
Then he started talking again quietly and
s pear.
-S and understands that it is confusing.
"More than that," Billie said indignantly. This
no ...
- Does not it make sense? "Interrupted the fat.The
will, it will. Let me introduce myself. I am the
General Ivan Pietrov. Did you hear about me?
O.-N
The man introduced a hand in his pocket, pulled out
an identity card and showed it. His finger stressed
three large capital letters in the Cyrillic alphabet,
together
to your photo.
GB-K-said
She looked blankly card.
"I'm the director of the KGB, our police
security, "he said, turning to keep the card in the
pocket. I will answer your questions. You ask
where is it? It's in a guest apartment of
Kremlin. Wondering how you got here? The
we got last night from his hotel and moved here.
- What you ... you that?
"We got her out and moved here Pietrov repeated,
intone patient. It was necessary. It asks you for
what ...
- Wait a minute! Billie shouted, angrily.
"M and are you saying ... I've been kidnapped?
-S upongo could call it that, "said
Pietrov, shrugging her shoulders slightly ..
The astonishment of Billie could hardly express
words.
- Have I been kidnapped, abducted me while
sleep? It is impossible. How could someone ...
"He hesitated. Unless ... unless I am drugged. Do you
drugged you?
-N atural Pietrov replied in positive tone.
During the banquet, with the champagne.
- Are you crazy? Billie shouted, raising his voice.
T iene to be crazy, crazy!When my
husband finds out ...
-S ord Bradford, her husband will not know, "said
Pietrov with an exasperating smile. I promise
not find out.
Billie was speechless, completely confused.
Razin had returned with a tray of coffee,
cream, sugar, bread and jam.
He placed the tray on the glass surface of a
low table in front of her, avoiding her eyes.
Ord-S Razin, "she said, tell me this is not
true. It may be true.
He did not answer and kept avoiding her gaze while
down and stand behind Pietrov.

Billie turned to stare at Pietrov.

"I'm dreaming," he said. Tell me I'm
dreaming.
-No dreaming, "said Pietrov
flatly. It's true.
-M and I must be going mad, "she said with some
tone of hysteria in his voice. That's absurd. You
I've been kidnapped. Nobody kidnaps a. .. first
lady, unless you are crazy. You must be crazy. You
know
which can lead to all this ... knows
consequences? Do know? What do you mean? A
Rescue? Or blackmail? Are they trying to subdue
blackmail the president? It will not work. That's
unbelievable, absolute madness. Tell me ... What
intended? Done with it. I have to be
the airplane within a few hours. We left at eight this
morning.
"And they are much more than eight in the morning,"
said
Pietrov in quiet tone. It's four in the afternoon.
His plane took off for many hours.
-N or had taken off.The plane had not
off without me.
-T iene're right, "agreed somewhat
Pietrov. The Air Force One does not take off without
Mrs. Bradford. And not done .. I promise ... the
Mrs. Bradford is in these moments
aboard that plane.
She looked at him blankly.

Eo-V is still perplexed he went

Pietrov. Let me unequivocally reveal what's
happening. So what I understand and I can go.
I have a busy day. If you have more questions
When I finished speaking, Mr. Razin has been
appointed to answer "He
pause. Mrs. Bradford, her husband and our first
Minister will meet in a summit conference
be held in London next week. They will be in
play many issues affecting world peace.
It is vital for us to find out what you intend your
husband what his plans are secrets in their
conversations with us. To this end, we think of
possibility of placing a secret agent House
White, someone who can monitor or take
access to the thoughts of her husband. There is a
unusual practice, the CIA often used his country.
We were lucky to anticipate the
need for this agent. Almost three years before
they even enter you into the White House
started making plans with a view to this agent. By
chance, happened to give someone here in the
Soviet Union that was exactly like you ...
- Exactly like me?Impossible. The
People are like fingerprints. No two
equal.
-T is not at all impossible Pietrov said.
Believe me, it's very possible. She could find no

differing in nothing from you. The same face,

same body, and spoke perfect English. There
Some discrepancies could be resolved. Us
patiently spent three years training it for
it was his double ...
- Does my double? "Billie was astonished.Never
had heard anything so ridiculous ... so absurd ... Does
the
dual of a public figure? He shook vigorously
head. I could never succeed. Such a thing
has not ever happened ...
-R Azin said Pietrov, making him a sign of
come closer, to enhance our credibility,
tell. You were a student of history. Convince her.
Razin came forward reluctantly.
"I fear that you are ... well, you are mistaken
you, Mrs. Bradford. This question we are
discussion is nothing new. It is as old
as history. Are countless examples in the past
in which a double, for various reasons, have
successfully played the role of others.
Napoleon had a double named Eugene Robeaud. His
President Roosevelt used sometimes a double. You
no doubt have heard how Sir Bernard
Montgomery, British General, used to double
Clifton James called War II
world. It has happened before.
"Yes, and is happening now," he said to Pietrov
Billie.

-N or can work, "insisted on saying Billie.

"You have to give and it will Pietrov said.
Billie was going to shake his head.
"I just do not think so stared at
Petrov. What about me, what will happen to me? What
will
you make me?
-N ada, Mrs. Bradford, nothing at all.His life
not in danger. Do you think we are barbarians?
You're safe. The incommunicado keep in
Apartment for Kremlin
approximately two weeks, while our
agent, let's call the second lady, as she
get the information you need. The last day
summit conference, when we have
emerged triumphant, you will be returned, transferred
in
plane to London and changed by our double and
you return home with her husband. No one will ever
know
which this occurred.
- Never? "Cried Billie.Do you hope that
I do not say anything? Denounce them. I will tell my
husband,
everyone ... I scream from the rooftops of
houses ...
"No try, lady Badford, for its own sake,
do not Pietrov said. Do you think your husband
was going to believe? That someone would believe and
give credence to
babbling about an action as crazy and insane,
as was described yourself? You yourself us
has said he can not believe it. If you can not,
"Q ho can?If you insist on this paranoid and
fanciful story, without the slightest hint of evidence,
would embarrass her husband before the world.
It would kill you ... Razin, what do you call this place?
-L to Clinic Menniger, sir.
"Yes, in a hospital for mentally unbalanced.
Of no use, Mrs. Bradford. If you are
returned home, will be silent, as if
never occurred. Be not afraid
unmasked. The very audacity of the plan,
incredible character of it, will keep us safe.
Pietrov took the suitcase he had left on the
table and placed it in the inside pocket of sti
Double breasted jacket.
"I gotta go ow told Billie.Mr.
Razin be responsible for you to be comfortable.
I hope. to stay busy. Eat, sleep,
exercise and read. We have English books to you,
of his favorite authors. We have "videotapes" of
American movies you can see in the
TV. You will find two radio sets. May
listen to the VOA or the BBC. A duplicate
of your luggage and your travel wardrobe is
found in the bedroom. No harm if
accept the situation, his face took on a Pietrov
menacing expression. As he tries to flee or
establish contact with the outside, shall be deprived of
their
facilities and have to suffer. For your own sake,

adapt to their temporary destination, these brief

holidays, and all will go well for you. If you need
anything
within reason, Mr. Razin it
provided. I myself personally will visit
occasionally.
Pietrov moved toward the door.
- Never get away with it! Shouted
Billie.
With hand on the doorknob, he Pietrov
made a gift of a brief smile.
- What never be able get away with the
ours? "He repeated. We've got ... Razin,
Demonstrate.
Pietrov Once he was gone, came forward Alex Razin
and sat with a look shaky at the edge of the sofa,
front of her.
The puzzled look crossed with Billie of Razin.
- Is it really happening? Billie asked
tone of disbelief. Can it be true?
-M and fear it is true, "said Mrs. Bradford
Razin, nodding sadly.
- Form ... you are part of all this?
-Sk it, frowning.You seemed so
nice last two days.
"And today I am less sympathetic," he said in a tone
grave. As to the question of whether I am part of
So the answer is yes and no. I am against this
conspiracy. I felt awful. However, it is

an entirely KGB. I belong to

the KGB. They forced me to participate maybe because
I am
U.S. average. My mother was American.
I grew up in the United States. My father, who was
Soviet brought me here when my mother died when I
fifteen years old.
- Why did not return to the U.S.?
Razin hesitated before answering. He rose,
went to a radio that was on a table
and lit by tuning to a music program.
After he turned one of the control buttons to raise
much louder. He returned to the sofa and went to
Billie a shy smile.
-O ne simple precaution, "he said.And now ...
back to your question. Why not return to the
United States? I wanted to come back and I still look
forward.
This is something that you do not want to reveal
anyone. Although once I returned to Washington as
a journalist, I became involved in an espionage case, a
Although he was innocent. I got expelled from the
States
USA.
-Y or could get him back ... talk to my
husband ... if you help me.
- Will you help?How? You are in the
Kremlin, inside a fortress. Is monitored. The
think just because the flight is dangerous.
Believe me, I would like to help, but ...
-No I mean a flight, "she said.Get

just someone I knew, the ambassador of the

United States ...
"No I would think," said Razin,
interrupted. But even if I
thought, how could I locate it? If you come here, no
find nothing. By then you would be very
far from Moscow. As for me, if they found that
I had provided the information, would end before
a firing squad. I say that any action
designed to release would be fruitless.
-T iene're right, "she said weakly.He
pause. Will they allow me to go really inside
two weeks?
"To think it is.
- Does not cause me harm?
"They have no reason. I want you
alive and well. They may need more
information from you ... about some things ... the
second lady ... may ignore. Once the
summit, you will find yourself safely at home.
Billie was thinking about your situation and
the fact that someone was playing his
paper.
-N or can work, "he said as if talking
herself. He looked up. Do not you
understand? It can work. As she
helicopter descends on the House lawn
White, my husband will notice ... will realize

the other is not me ... I know too well ... in

As he sees it, know it's an impostor "He hesitated. The
other ... the other man who has been here ...
T-Pietrov general.
"Yes, Pietrov. When I said that I could never
get away with it, he responded: "We've
achieved. Then he addressed to you and has
said: "Demonstrate." What did he say?
Show me what? "
Razin nodded, rose from the sofa, he approached his
wallet and pulled out a small roll of tape. After shutting
down the
radio, went to roll the device of "videotape"
connected to a closed circuit television.
He introduced the tape in the machine.
-Q uera to show him this, "said Razin.
We just record the transmission of the bill by
part of American television, received via
satellite-switched on the TV. His arrival today at the
White House.
Billie stared at the TV screen. There
was the presidential helicopter from the base
Air Force Andrew, suspended by
above the lawn of the southern
White House lawn and landing softly on
paved surface. There was the portable ramp,
moved on wheels. There was the door of
chopper opening. And there was ... it ... Billie
Bradford, appearing, standing,
waving.
Seeing Billie gave a perceptible wheezing.
On the screen it had appeared, there was the
doubt. His own face, his features, his body, his
clothes. Was declining. He had stepped on the lawn. A
image of her husband, coming to the ladder.
Andrew. She was in her arms. Both
were embracing. He kissed her and took her arm. It
heard applause as he turned to kiss
and accompanied her to the press representatives,
photographers and microphones. She spoke briefly.
The International Meeting of Women in Moscow had
a success. Tomorrow moved to Los
Angeles to speak at the convention Clubs
Women of the United States and submit its report
on the findings of Moscow. Although the host
he had been dispensed in Moscow was very
friendly and fascinating, was delighted to find
home again.
Since the sofa, Billie was watching the screen
the TV. He had heard his own voice and its inflections,
had seen their own gestures. All impeccable. All
by Soviet work of an impostor. He watched
Andrew accompanied her to the South Portico and then
into the Diplomatic Reception Room.
Andrew on his arm inside the house,
as his wife.
Not later get J to get away with!

We've got ...

Billie felt stunned.
Razin shut off the TV and looked sadly.
"You've seen what I have been asked Pietrov you
show. Nobody knows she's not you, not even his
husband. I'm afraid Pietrov was right. Ha
got away with it. Sorry, lady
Bradford.
Crossing his arms over his chest and
compressing the ribs, Billie began to swing
forward and backward on the couch with expression
distressed. The KGB had been miserable brilliant. The
replacement and substitute were perfect, above
suspicion. The KGB had settled firmly in
Inside the White House. His situation was
desperate.
And yet, his mind clung to the hope
and managed to find a loose end.
Tomorrow would be in Los Angeles. The day after
tomorrow
make a speech. After the speech was
reunited with her father, Clarence, father of the whole
life. If her husband had been insensitive enough and
distracted as to not realize that was
habindoselas with another woman, not his first lady
but with a false second lady, if he had
able to deceive his father would be another story.
Nobody who
Billie posing as could deceive his father. He
percatara was happening immediately

something, he would openly and discover the

conspiracy
KGB.
Billie otherwise encouraged. Because it was possible
that even his father had to intervene. Was
possible that the fraud was discovered that night.
That night when Andrew and the impostor will be
to bed. The impostor would not know she had
who abstain from sex for at least
for four weeks. It was possible that the impostor
give one false step and try to maintain relations
at which time Andrew sexual begin to
suspected.
If that did not work, I would encounter
with his father.
Damn, there was hope.
With difficulty turned his attention to Razin
gave a fake smile condescendingly.
-D and remember, "he said, first assault for ... for
country. But, remember what I say, that has not ended.
For his second lady, this is only the beginning ...
some serious problems.
After dining at the President's Dining Room
White House, the three went to the Green Room,
softly lit, to watch television.
Vavilova Vera had been thoroughly
indoctrinated about that room, as well as the

other rooms upstairs, and he knew that

where the first lady watching television, are
sat on striped sofa against the wall west
under the oil portrait of Benjamin Franklin, painted in
1767. Vera was now sitting in the
couch. On either side of it, in the two chairs
Sheraton mahogany upholstered in green, were sitting
Nora Judson and Guy Parker.
Being the first day of the return home of the first
lady and given the strenuous visit to Moscow,
had decided that tonight would not work. Were to
relax and go to bed since early morning
were to take a flight to Los Angeles.
Everyone had agreed that the
television was the most desirable sedative. And it
would be best
a revival of an old movie. Tuned in
channel offered by the film Casablanca and spent
one hours engrossed in the adventures that starred
Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman. Vera knew that
Guy Parker had seen the film three times and Nora
I had already seen two. Billie knew that Vera
Bradford had already seen once. Vera never had
seen, but had to pretend that yes, it was not a
but new to her something that somehow,
already familiar. To keep the simulation,
after a particularly interesting scenes, Vera
had commented on two occasions:
- Is not it great?Better yet the

first time.
However, while outwardly paid
attention to the film, Vera passed internally reviewed
the scenes of that day in the White House.
He was in and day throughout the day and what he saw
the enthusiasm. From the moment he
down the helicopter and had been cordial
embrace of President-for Andrew, his confidence had
increased. During the twelve hours they had
since her arrival, she had successfully
all tests imaginable.
In fact, evidence had begun much
before, from the moment he had set foot
within the Air Force One and had
understood that he would be subjected to a thorough
analysis. Very soon observed that were not
subjected to any analysis whatsoever. All
Billie Bradford world were expected at that
plane and she was Billie Bradford. During the
flight no problem had arisen. True
Nora Judson, so close to the first lady, not
was no challenge for Vera. This was due to the fact
Nora true that stood all the while it lasted
the flight from Moscow to Washington slept
deeply into his seat. Alex had told him in
Once you shag Nora, like Billie,
during the farewell banquet, and it was clear that
had done. Guy Parker had not raised

any problems during the flight. There had been

the minor misgivings about the fact that Vera was
Billie. At the beginning of the flight, had approached
him,
asking if he wanted to save some memories
more. She claimed that she was exhausted and needed
rest and Parker had shown understanding.
-A night to bed late, "she had said Parker.
Take the opportunity to sleep as I can.
In his mind the biggest obstacle that should
overcome would be the immediate acceptance
her alleged husband. A wave of concern the
had dominated until the helicopter landed on
the south lawn of the White House lawn and
opened the door of the appliance. When walking on the
grass, his
concern faded. Was suddenly
calm, confident and in place. When she began in
arms of the president, was Billie Bradford. Then, with
Except for a moment, things had rolled
as silk. In the White House despite being
familiar with it through trial-had
experienced a transient time of fear and
anxiety. Realizing that he had achieved
successfully enter the real White House, House
United States' principal, had cost a
effort to suppress their emotions and show
perfectly calm and at ease in that
environment. But then, the actress who was in it
was re-imposed. Another thing that had

was subsequently favored the short time

the president had committed. He was busy,
distracted and eager to resume his busy schedule.
I had not seen in the rest of the morning and
either afternoon or evening. Just hours earlier,
had phoned from the Oval Office for
apologize for not being able to dine with her. He and
his
advisers would eat sandwiches to keep
discussing details related to the impending
London summit and the issue of Boende.
In the president's bedroom upstairs,
Vera had supervised the work of Sarah, undoing
luggage. Had selected the clothes he would use
in Los Angeles tomorrow and the day and left
Sarah making bags again. It had been the
hosted a private lunch in the Dining Room
Family in honor of the wives of three senators.
Thanks to his excellent preparation was not
produced the smallest setback. Had told their
anecdotal impressions about Moscow and had
heard while the wives were arguing about
women's rights and criticized other wives. A
afternoon was presented again with Ladbury
his assistant, Miss Quarles, in order to do
A final test of the new wardrobe that would look at
at the summit. Ladbury was very nervous and
had expressed his wish that everything was fine,
since he had booked plane ticket to

return to London that night. With the

except for some tinkering, everything was well.
The costume would be waiting in the London.
Guy Parker had brought the first draft of
speech she was to deliver in Los Angeles. There
made several suggestions to encourage him a little and
Parker had agreed willingly to drafting of
new. She was tempted also to review some of the
inaccurate comments about the lives of women
under Soviet communism, but had to remind
consistently that she was not a fervent citizen
Soviet named Vera Vavilova but a patriotic
First Lady of the United States named Billie
Bradford. As a frequent guest Billie
Nora Parker and Judson to dinner when her husband
was busy, duly invited Vera
Nora Parker and Judson to dinner with her later.
After which, he headed a dream.
Awakened by Sarah, was dressed in a sweater and
pants. Before dinner, had ordered a drink,
remembering that it could not be the vodka alone, it
was
your favorite drink, but the usual Scotch
soda, which was the preferred drink of Billie.
During the dinner, already more comfortable with Nora
Parker
Vera had been relaxed. Nora had channeled
conversation to the farewell banquet in the evening
earlier in Moscow. Nora had been feeling all
the day as tired and hungover and thinking about it

had begun to suspect that she and Billie had been

drugged during the banquet. Vera had laughed at
such an absurd idea.
- Prime Minister of the Soviet Union
drugging the first lady of the United States and
his press secretary? Had said, laughing. Why
Why? Frankly, Nora, that's too much.
Let's face the truth. You and I
drunk as a Cuba, probably because
their drinks are twice as strong as ours.
During dinner, Parker had brought up the
theme of the family of Billie, each of whose
members he had already met briefly with
before and those who would see after tomorrow.
Vera had embarked on a sentimental
reminiscences of his mother, long dead
time, and his father who had managed only to
Over the many years since he had
widowed. He realized that Parker, who already had
recorded part of this material in view of the book,
intended to find some other information. Vera was
quickly to the conclusion that the interest of Parker
was purely professional and it was tinged with the
suspicion.
After the dinner, had addressed the
Green Room to watch on TV the replacement of the
film and now the film Casablanca was playing at
end. Aware of the presence of his companions,

Vera tried to be more interested by the end of the

film.
Finally the movie ended.
"It was great but the ads have
spoiled, "Parker said, rising and approaching the
apparatus. Want to see what's on other channels? "I
asked Billie.
Vera stifled a yawn and glanced at his wristwatch
gold.
-S on more than ten.It's been a long day.
I think I have enough.
And or also, "said Nora.
Parker turned it off.
- What time tomorrow we leave for Los Angeles?
"Between four and five o'clock, I said
Vera.
"Five-five," said Nora.
"I suppose it will be too busy tomorrow
to work, "said Billie Parker.
You'd better forget the book until
end what to LA, "said Vera.
We will review the speech during the flight-rose,
stretching. Good evening to both.
Alone in the president's bedroom, Vera began to
undress slowly. He felt self-satisfied
same. He had managed to overcome all that day
without
stumble even once. He was in the lair
enemy without the assistance of its allies, and had

fooled everyone, each and every one of them. But

then remembered something not entirely without the
help of
allies. During the intensive sessions
information on which they had participated before
leave, he was told there were two people in
White House were friends and knew his true
identity. If possible, you should contact
with those people and not with the other players
that the KGB had in Washington. Not really
should make any contact until
moved to London at the conference
top ... unless of an emergency and
She desperately needed help. If
will produce such an emergency, he had
provided a phone number outside
Washington should call that. The person
received the call, notified in turn to one of the
contacts of the KGB in the White House, which use a
watchword particular to identify with Vera.
While taking off her tights, she was certain
that there would be such an emergency and would not
have
need to establish contact with any agent
Soviet.
He went to the dressing room Billie, took a
nightgown peach inside a drawer and
put. With fascination, considered a cupboard
contained all a long line of dresses and trousers
Billie Bradford. Vera could see the likes of Billie

in matters of dress were much more frivolous and

provocative than it had ever been hers
so, during her role as Billie, could
indulge in this pleasure.
Then as she lay in bed
marriage, she was full of triumph. Thanks to
Alex. He, his mentor, would be proud of his student.
At that moment he realized he had barely
thought of Alex in all day. He had
understood, of course ... would have understood his
merger, its tension, its excitement inside. What
might not have understood so well was the way
in which she delighted in her success as an actress and
enjoyed
exercise power. Regardless of who was
actually, at that time was the First Lady
of that country. He wondered fleetingly how they
should irle
things to Alex in Moscow. Now was the mentor of the
deposed first lady. Then he asked how
should irle things the poor girl Billie. Rejected
once this last thought. He had only
worry about a Billie ... ie, Vera, for her
same.
He reached for the nightstand, it
introduced a sleeping pill in his mouth and swallowed
with a sip of water glass. Took the agenda
Nora had typed, corresponding to their
activities tomorrow. The program was
deliberately slight, given that he had to

undertake the journey to Los Angeles in the afternoon.

About to leave the paper, saw the president come into
the room. He left aside program while he
bent to touch her lips with a kiss. The
president took off his jacket, his tie untied
and asked absently about the journey.
- Have you been nice? Inquired "Do you have
been good to our friends the Soviets?
-D emasiado well.I have been left frazzled with
their hospitality and vodka.
- Did you see Kirechenko? He asked while
continued undressing.
-Sol or far.Do not forget that it was a meeting of
women. Had several pleasant conversations with
Mrs. K
- Really?What is it?
"It seems at first glance a homemaker. But neither
speak. It is an element of care.
-E so I hear.
The president had taken off his pants blue
boxer and he was naked. She tried not
look. That had to be something familiar to her. Even
well, Vera took a look at physical president. It was
its Alex, but for a man his age, was not
wrong. He wondered what it would be making love.
Never
would know. By the time he could keep relations
sex with her and have recovered their true
wife.

Her voice followed him to the bathroom, whose door

the president had left open while brushing
teeth. She was telling some of the
highlights of their stay in
Moscow.
- And what about today? He asked.
Vera did a review of its activities for the
morning and evening.
-M and am glad that you've taken it in stride
-D ijo President, reappeared wearing a
striped pajamas. He turned off the lamp on the bedside
table
his wife and surrounded the bed to hold the hand that
corresponded. And now again missing for two
days.
-C alifornia, here I come, "she said, satisfied with the
expression that Alex had taught him.
-P or if you forget it tomorrow, say hello to your father
of my
part.
The President put out his lamp and lay down on the
bed beside her. He pulled her into his arms and kissed
her.
-T and I missed you, Billie, "she whispered.
"I love you, honey," she said.
He stroked her cheek and neck and slid her hand
the inside of the nightgown covering her and stroking
one breast gently. To his amazement, he noticed that
Vera
it hardened nipples.
-M and you're excited, darling, "she said.
"I think it should not," he said, withdrawing her hand -

Com or is it down here?

-M EJOR she answered cautiously.
"Okay. It will disappear. I'm looking forward to
returning
to enter. It might not be necessary to wait.
-B ueno ... are doctor's orders.
"I suppose so. I'll be counting the days and
hours.
And or also.
"Good grief, I am exhausted," he said, dropping
New head on the pillow.
- Have you been working for so long?
"It's quite urgent matters, the question
Africa. What of Boende is becoming a serious
trouble. The Soviets are putting a lot of us
pressure. The summit will be very tough.
Vera would have wanted him any more questions, but
failed to do so. Recalled the instructions
Pietrov: Do not push until you're sure to speak.
He did not say more and she was silent.
Under the blanket, his fingers grazed the President
hand.
-M and glad you're back, Billie.
"And I'm glad to be, darling.
He rolled onto his side, away from her, and very
soon began to snore softly.
With open eyes in the dark, Vera gave a
involuntary sigh of relief. He'd survived the
first night with him. He had swallowed the hook,

line and sinker. Which allowed portend a good

fishing. And most importantly, had been confirmed
the need for sexual abstinence. The KGB was
extraordinary.
He turned sideways, facing away from him, smiling
against
pillow. I was at home - what was the expression
American Alex had taught him? - yes,
was freely at home, that is completely
ease.
Except for one thing. The meeting with the
Billie's father was going to take place the day after
tomorrow.
That would be his last test. Then everything would be
breeze. After behaving as
had done today was going to feel truly at their
wide.
They were an hour and a half Los Angeles
heading towards the sun was setting in the
west when summoned Vera Vavilova Guy Parker
to join her on the couch in the suite
presidential. I did not plan to work, he said, but
had finished reviewing the discourse and did not want
sleep. A woman has the right to change their minds,
added. Now he wanted to work. Yes, in the book. The
he would fly shorter. In addition, the book had to
done.
Very pleased, Guy Parker was the

portable tape recorder, introduced a new "cassette" and

launched the device.
-L to last full session was held during
flight to Moscow, "she reminded him. We will follow
from
from there.
-E stoy list, "said Vera.
"When we first started talking, I
you talked a little in his first real job
the Los Angeles Times. You speak of how,
begin their courtship, brought her husband to the beach
to
introduce him to his father. During the flight to
Moscow
We were talking about the issue of their engagement
with
Andrew Bradford. But before we finish this
subject, I would like to finish his career in journalism
Los Angeles Times. To return to this issue.
-C on gladly.I think I have already spoken of the
first interview I was commissioned on behalf of
Times. From how I was ready to throw everything
rolling.
"And George Kilday saved his own skin.Yes, I ...
"Not only Kilday," she said, but also Steve
Woods, the correction that rewrote the story.
Did you know that?
"Yes," he said hesitatingly.I think that perhaps there
anything you should know. He told me himself
Kilday few days ago. I promised not to reveal it. But
what
demons ... you have to know the truth. Moreover,
does not really matter .. No Steve Woods
rewrote the story. The very Kilday was who

was responsible for re-drafting.

- That he has said he? Vera asked in a tone
annoying.
-I n effect.
"The poor man is getting old," she said
smiling while shaking his head. Because,
learned that Woods had redrafted the
report commissioned by Kilday, I went to Woods
thank him and he admitted to doing the job.
- What Steve Woods admitted drafted
again the story?
E-xact.
"I understand," Parker said, trying to hide
amazed.
But did not understand.
Less than a week, George Kilday had
said in the cafe of Madison. Steve There were no
Woods to redraft the report. The so Woods
did not exist.
Now Billie Bradford had to insist that
had come to see Steve Woods to tell him
much he appreciated their help. You may not like
anyone to be contrary. Perhaps her memory
had betrayed. In either case,
it was not like her.
-B ueno, it is already clear, "said Parker.
Moving on.
Billie replied animatedly to his questions.

After forty-five minutes, then stopped.

"I think we have done enough for now
-D ijo.I feel tired. I'll try to sleep
shortly before take land in Los Angeles.
Parker turned the tape recorder.
"Thanks for all these details so useful," he said.
"Thank you, Guy. See you later.
Parker left the suite and walked slowly through the
hall to their seats.
He was genuinely upset. He
knew, was the first time that Billie was lying.
He wondered what was happening.
It had been a very odd time in Los
n gels, but now everything was over and were
returning to Washington.
Guy Parker leaned back in his chair, looked at
Through the window the darkness of the night, looked
at
Nora, who sat on the aisle, and noted
she and many other components of the group
aides were trying to get some sleep. It
unbuckled his belt, stretched on the back of
seat and cradled in his hand the Scotch and water,
thoughtfully.
After a while, Parker posed the glass next to the
Replaceable leaf binder containing his diary
staff, extending the table before him.

He wore that day since she agreed to

Billie Bradford assist in his autobiography. No
know what had led him to do so. It was
heavy record the events of each day to
end of each day, before bedtime. Wrote
faithfully what he had done, seen and thought during
day, often completing annotations for
comments and book reviews for its unique
use. That day seemed a year
useless ... anyway, it was possible that this will
jog your memory, allowing you to remember certain
things you might not have included in their
endorsements.
It was only fifteen minutes had ended
draft a summary of the activities of the first
lady and his own, from the early hours of the
morning until the hour of departure from Los Angeles,
evening. The day's events had
fascinated and wanted to review. He took the book
leaves
loose, opened the pages he had written
and began to read again what he had written:
U n day really curious to Billie in Los
Angeles home, his old favorite place.
"T his morning, at nine, has granted three
separate interviews in the presidential suite
Century Plaza a few journalists from the Times and the
Examiner of Los Angeles and United Press
International about his visit to Moscow, from the
feelings you experience when returning home from

Los Angeles (it always deserves further comments,

despite the many times he has returned to Los
Angeles) and what he thinks of his trip to London,
accompanying her husband on the occasion of the
summit
he held with the Soviets there next week.
Nora, which is not always nice in the morning, has
been full of good humor. He believes that the
interviews have been extremely good. Billie has
shown to have an amazing knowledge
about the Soviet Union and has been very
circumspect in all matters that have arisen.
'H and accompanied the first lady and her group
Century Ballroom of the Plaza de Los Angeles in the
she has submitted a report, transmitted by
television all over the country, about the findings of the
International Meeting on Women held in Moscow
to the delegates at the convention
Women's Clubs of America. He had
organized a huge lunch and all seats
was occupied. Everyone has been
automatically by hand. The first lady has
Charming and attractive, no doubt.
"T here has been a little confusion and a small
incident at the top table when Billie was
about to sit down. Nora had told Billie
which was to sit between the President of the Clubs
Women of the United States and Ingstrup Agnes, his
oldest friend from LA. One of these two

Women already in place when Billie was

Settled in his seat. Billie has taken
arm and immediately greeted with a
"Dear Agnes!". The woman looked with expression
baffled, saying she was not Agnes
Ingstrup but the president of Women's Clubs. In
time, Nora has accompanied another woman
table, telling Billie: "Here is your old friend
Agnes'. Then Billie was undone in apologies
to the president, explaining: "I feel me
confused. Too much hustle.
"I had been placed next to Nora.When
have begun to serve lunch, I noticed that
it emitted a small moan. I wondered what
happening. Nora replied: "I screwed up.
Would have had to warn them, but I forgot. Billie
will not eat oysters. And, look, first, are
serving oysters. Well, c'est la guerre. Do not test. "
I looked furtively at Billie. She was eating the
oysters. Nora could not believe it. I said: 'Perhaps
made by courtesy. Nora has shaken his head. "Never
has been gracious in this respect, but less evil that
being good. "
"Fter two small mistakes on the part of Billie and
Nora, then everything went smoothly. Al
end of lunch, Billie has been submitted. She
has risen and, with great aplomb, has pronounced the
speech. It was a wonderful speech, if I

may say, especially the part that she has

insisted on adding, the party has chastised the
nations that have yet to grant the vote to
women, including India and Pakistan, countries where
only allowed women to vote in elections
local, not national ones. The speech has been
repeatedly interrupted by applause and, eventually, has
been met with a standing ovation. A great success.
Nora was so excited that I took his hand
spontaneously.
"W hile Billie left the hotel, had informed him
which had introduced a late change
in your program, personally approved by the
president for an hour. Billie planned
go directly to Malibu to spend some
few hours with his family before preparing for their
back to Washington. Now the family meeting
briefly postponed and first lady would
escorted to Dodger Stadium to perform the
kick ball in a local baseball game
charitable between the Dodgers and Los Angeles
California Angels. Inside the vehicle, Billie
has shown perplexed and protested. "He was not in
the program, "said. Nora has tried to calm her. The
owner of the Dodgers telephoned night Tim
Hibberd, presidential press secretary, inviting
Billie the game and saying he presence of
First Lady help to give greater prominence to

charity event. Hibberd has failed

establish contact with the president until this morning.
The president thought this would be an
Unexpected pleasure for Billie because his father had
been a huge baseball fan and she had
also been raised in this hobby.
'' No need to attend more than two times
-L and has promised Nora.Then we go to
Malibu. "
"M and I noticed that Billie did not make him the
less grace. Finally, has released a sigh and gave
consent. During the outward journey to the stadium,
has been sitting in silence with expression
absorbed.
'T stage, we have been warmly received
by the owner of the Dodgers and escorted to a
of the stands reserved for first row. Across
speaker, has announced the coming of the first
lady and, by appearing in the gallery, it has been host
with great cheer and photographed.
"L os Angeles in California had the field when
Billie has been escorted to his seat. The owner of
The Dodgers handed him a ball. She has
taken carefully, stroking the seams. The
owner has helped her to rise and has indicated
the "catcher" of the angel who was waving
with his glove round. Billie is left standing,
as if not knowing what to do. I heard that

the owner of the Dodgers said: "I understand

that you have a great arm, Mrs. Bradford.
You now have the opportunity to prove it. Toss the ball
the glove. " Billie is left standing as if he
have heard. The owner has shown him sign
How to throw the ball catcher. Suddenly, Billie
has nodded enthusiastically, has retreated and has
launched
the ball hard. He heard a roar
public and, minutes later, has resumed the game.
"No way, for someone who, I
aware, has a great love of baseball, I thought
Billie did not show much interest during the
first entry. In fact, it seemed as if pay
more attention to the occupants of the gallery next
door.
An elderly gentleman was talking to his granddaughter
and
for much of the first inning, Billie has
inclined them to hear their conversation. In
given time, she has addressed the floor.
During the second half of the second inning, Billie
been encouraged and has continued the plays that were
developed in the field. At the close of the second
entry, it was time to go. Billie and the others have
left the seats and have gone down the aisle
towards the exit.
And or I've left behind.I wanted know what had
said the old man and the girl in the gallery next door.
The
gentleman was very humbled by the fact
being able to have a word with the first

lady, of course. 'What did he say?' I asked. He

has repeated his first words with expression
radiant. 'Your granddaughter is beautiful. I have heard
him
explained the game. Do you care to listen to him? " He
has
that was not going to learn from him anything that he
did not know.
Then she said: 'But I want to know
How to explain baseball to children. " Curious
episode.
"Along the Coast Highway Pacific
has gone through a bus full of equipment
TV crews and photographers. Billie has shown
retracted and
concerned over the long haul. Her father
Clarence Lane owns a wooden house
two floors and twelve feet wide in the Carbon
Beach. As I remembered from my recent visit to the
family of Billie had a room big enough with a
wall occupied by a library, a stone fireplace
and a big window that opened onto a wooden deck
on the blue ocean.
"W hile the two cars, vehicle escort
police and the coach of the photographers would stop
and
We descended from cars, has been opened
front door of the house and has appeared Kit, the
younger sister Billie, run to embrace it.
The photographers were already distributed through
the area,
firing his camera or preparing to do so. Billie
and kit form an attractive and contrasting pair. Kit is
moraine and the lower and has a pug nose. Both

have continued to embracing as they chatted

animatedly to give photographers the
opportunity to capture his image.
E nseguida we have entered the house, accompanied
two photographers who later were to provide
other photos they obtained. When I
entered, Billie had greeted his father and both
had retreated to a corner to talk in private.
Have talked animatedly for a while
while Kit served coffee and English biscuits.
"Fter, having distributed Billie one of its
Gift Soviets we sat around the
coffee table while the photographers were kept at
distance. The conversation revolved around
Billie trip to the Soviets, to London, films
that had been seen and the books they had read so
who have knocked on the door. Kit has been opened
and have
entered her husband and son. I have known
immediately. The dentist Norris Weinstein, brother
Billie, and his nephew Richie fourteen. Billie has
kissed her brother, has tended to kiss her
nephew and then studied, holding it by the
shoulders. 'Good Heaven, Richie, I can not follow you.
We must
see what you've grown in the year that I have not seen
you ', has
said Billie.
"K it is ahead.'What you're saying,
sister? A year? Richie Dress for less than a
month. Have you forgotten? "

"M and it seemed that Billie was puzzled.

'' No less than a month ago, has insisted that
Kit. Do not you remember? Do not you remember I
took him to
This for a look high schools
and that we appeared at the White House to visit you
without notice?
" '" Don of my head? -Billie exclaims,
slapping her forehead. Forgive me, Richie.
At my age, brain cells deteriorate with large
speed-after Richie has attracted to himself to give
another kiss. Of course I agree. "
N orris Weinstein has turned toward the door.
'G ot other visitors who are waiting to see
-Is said. Wait a minute '. Has run
to his car and a half minute later, has returned
carrying in her arms a bunch of black hair. I
recognized the little Scottish terrier black-colored
Billie had told me once. He had
left with the Weinsteins because he suffered from
arthritis and
needed the California sun. The dog was called
Hamlet. Weinstein left on the tile
floor. Billie has launched a cry of joy, has
kneeling quickly and extended their arms in
toward the dog. 'Come and say hello, Hamlet', has
said. The dog has not made a move to approach her.
He remained motionless sniffing and then has
regressed rigidly and started barking very
angry. Billie has tried to persuade him to
closer, but the dog continued barking. Billie has
up very embarrassed.
'' I grew up when he was a puppy said, without
to nobody in particular. I've always been
thrown into his arms and kissed me. What happens?
-Then wagged a finger towards the dog.
You're a bad boy, Hamlet. If you're just nice, not
I'll come again '. He laughed with others and has
changed the subject. We've been talking for half an
hour
more and then we had to go.
'E s absurd, but, of all things today
they happened, the incident that most strongly to me
is engraved in the minds has been that of suspicion
dog. He kept thinking about the Odyssey. Ulysses
absent from Ithaca seven long years, returns disguised
beggar, who instantly recognized him
Yours? His old and faithful dog. I mean, for long
that is the separation, the dogs never stop
recognize their masters ... or love when they return.
"W hen we were at the Airport
Los Angeles International, about to board the plane
it would take to Washington, I have been
briefly alone with Nora.
"" Well, things have been shot as silk,
V RUTH? 'I said.
'' There could have gone better, "replied Nora.
'' Only one thing, "I said" Do not you have found
strange how the old dog Billie has

grunt? "
" '" Q EU is saying? "
'' I am saying that I found strange. "
'' Nonsense, Nora has replicated. The dog had
indigestion, that's all. "
'' Yes, perhaps that is all, "I said."
Since Billie was back later in Los
Angeles, the president had left instructions in the
that's not awakened until ten at
morning. Needed sleep.
The president came down to the pool of the White
House
swim a bit, showered, dressed, ate breakfast and
arrived at
Ovalado Office at eight o'clock, time
beginning of the penultimate meeting on the
comprehensive
Boende issue before the summit conference
Kirechenko Prime Minister in London.
They were congregating around the desk
Andrew Buchanan while Bradford, feeling
relaxed, slumped in his swivel chair high
back and started to count: Chief of Staff
Admiral Sam Ridley, Secretary of State Edward
Canning, the head of African Affairs and Jack Tidwell
president's personal secretary Dolores Martin,
his shorthand notebook. Bradford noted that only
lacked presidential adviser Wayne Gibbs. He was
point of asking him through the dictaphone to

find out what was holding him when Gibbs appeared

on the
door with a stack of bound documents.
-L catkin be late, "said Gibbs,
apologetically. I had hoped that I provide
These updated data-passed them.
While the latter gave him the president, added:
"Tell the first lady I saw yesterday speaking from
Los Angeles and was frankly sensational.
Never better. Yesterday was better than ever. That
I will be very helpful to both.
-E stando elections just around the corner
we must seize every opportunity to be
give us "the president said ironically. The
Which brings us to Boende, which is not just a matter
of
national security ... but also a factor
reelection.
Gibbs opened the folder that had given him and
began leafing through the pages.
-M uy good, Boende, "continued Bradford.A
In light of the latest information, we will review
this situation by both parties. Inside
Boende, the government's position and position of the
rebel. On the summit, our position and
the Soviet position. Jack, you're the expert on
Africa. Tell us about it.
The president leaned back and began to
fiddling with a pencil between your fingers while
ready to listen.

Tidwell Jack, who had agreed to that position in the

administration having served as teacher
African history at University of Alabama, was
more than ready.
-O ur man Boende, President
Kibangu provides human strength but lacks the
necessary weapons. In a confrontation declared
without external help to either of the two sides, our
intelligence services-the military and the CIA -
consider that the forces would reject Kibangu
attack Nwapa Communist People's Army and
preserve for us the country. Nwapa not
no chance unless you can count on
arms and advisers from the Soviet Union. With more
with modern armaments and technical assistance from
the
Soviet Nwapa could easily reach the domain
the country. The Soviets would control then to one
hundred
percent uranium deposits and would have Boende,
also a base from which they could infiltrate and
overthrow the governments of other African nations
central. But if we interviniramos by
igualramos supplies and the quantity of weapons
the Soviets are willing to provide
rebel Nwapa not dare to attack. About us
would still dominate.
"Yes, I think this situation is very clear from
for months, "said the president, moving the chair. And
Well, Admiral, what you say to that? Do you have the

Soviets with enough firepower in that area?

Chief of Staff Admiral nodded Ridley
head.
-E s certainly yes.Not exactly in that
area, but pretty close to it. They have created a vast
Ethiopia arsenal, ready to be airlifted to
Boende of overnight-drew from his pocket
multiple sheets held together by staples and handed to
President. Here is an inventory, the best
we could get, weapons that
Soviets have booked Nwapa in Ethiopia-the
Admiral cleared his throat. I fear the list will be
impressive. SA2 guided missiles, rockets Goa SA3,
SA6 Gainful missiles, Soviet anti-tank missiles
Sagger and Snapper, TOW missiles, AKM assault
rifles,
rocket artillery, rockets siege of 122 mm,
T54 tanks, jet fighters MIG21, appliances
Antonov transport 22, and so on. Repeat ...
impressive.
Bradford President scratched his cheek as
reflected on what he heard.
"And as to our situation arms
in Boende, has there been any change?
Admiral Ridley shook vigorously
head.
- No change.No improvement. Armament
we provided to Kibangu be reduced to a defense
built largely through the press,
advertising and camouflage. We've spoken to the
world,
actually, the Soviets, of tremendous sales and
Ships to Boende. But the truth is that we have
Boende provided some minimal supplies, by
nothing happened. If the Soviets knew about the rebels
natives could take over the country in less than a
week.
The president waved his hand in inventory
Soviet weapons that Admiral had Ridley
delivered.
-S i were on a par with our supplies
s a cough, do you think would achieve Kibangu crush
any rebellion?
"No doubt," the admiral
Ridley-. Of course, sending our best
weapons would also require sending a significant
number of military technicians. Some sectors is
could be viewed as a total intervention by
United States ... which might not be a bad idea
given all that is at stake.
-U n moment, let me also intervene
little, "said presidential adviser Wayne Gibbs. From
terms strictly political, sir
President, the act of providing weapons to
Boende and sent a considerable number of staff
military would be suicide for you. Last night I received
from
New York reports on more recent
opinion polls. At present, surveys

opinion reveals that fifty-five percent

-The rest are undecided, the population is against
of any intervention in Africa by
United States and that a twenty-nine percent is
favor. And right now, a forty-six
percent of the population are against our
Boende intervention, although the Soviet Union
support to communist rebels anywhere in
Africa, while thirty-four percent is
favor. On the subject of large shipments of
weaponry to support an ally in Africa, public
vote at a rate of forty-eight percent
favor and thirty-one percent opposed. The voice of
people is clear. All this reminds them too much
Vietnam early. Any action contrary to the
will of the public, Mr. President, will
jeopardize their popularity. This might make him
losing a contested election next year.
The President seemed to agree.
"Consequently, from a political standpoint,
the position that we will defend to the summit
London is good. We support, we strongly support,
no intervention on our part and by
Soviet.
-P erfect "said Wayne Gibbs.If you can get the
Soviet agrees, you will
triumphed at the top ... and reelection to the
presidency.

Canning Secretary of State raised his hand.

"I tend to agree that our only
posture should be to keep my hands off of
Africa. If you hesitated before, now I have no
doubt. Absolutely no intervention. Behind
all this lies the deep conviction that I
I have in the sense that the people of the States
Africa America gives a damn. The population of
our country can not be identified with a native
black illiterate. The public can not see how
mode control of a small black republic may
affect their lives. Nor can he understand
the public the importance of uranium. It follows
the fact of getting the Soviets to sign a
nonintervention treaty would be for us
a victory both in military terms as
political.
Reo-C that is not in our hands, "the
Admiral Ridley, making a concession. In
reality is Kirechenko hands and his group
Communist. The Soviets believe that we have
given our Kibangu a large amount
weapons and are willing to
provide more. Okay. If you continue
believe, next week in London did not give the
signal to attack. Sign our covenant not to
intervention. But if they find out the truth, our
Boende military weakness, our inability to

act upon them to do if they find out something

all that, will not sign the treaty at the summit. It
limited simply to airlift its arsenal to
Boende and getting the country in his pocket. If you
are
decided, Mr. President, keep hands
remote, the future is not in our hands but in
those Kirechenko.
-E Xacto "said the president.Therefore,
Gentlemen, it comes down to they did not ascertain the
truth about our situation. It comes down to
keep secret our intentions.
-A reduced-agreed that the Secretary of State
Canning. Our secret weapon is stealth. If
find out the truth, if it transcended, we would
lost ... and the balance of power would tilt the
opposite to ours in the next ten years.
"Unless," said Ridley-Admiral, and let me
repeat, unless you are willing, sir
President, to intervene actively in the moment.
It would stop their feet and reject them.
"And I would stop the feet and I would reject me
-D ijo president.Lose the elections and
would have a new president and all of you
would have to find other work.
-E s true, "said Gibbs.
The President put his hands on the surface of
desk and stood with an air of purpose.
Ord-S, we have no alternative but to act as

as we are doing. If there are any changes

in our intelligence information, could
reconsider our position. But as they are
now things we have to act as planned.
We pretend that our side is strong. We must
continue cheating on their intelligence services and
keep their mouths shut about the truth. This is
the formula for winning. Well, we have
finished. Hold a final meeting when
get to London, confirm our approach and
we will go to the summit. Until then,
let's stick to an old slogan of War
World: Keep your lips zipped.
Thank you, gentlemen, good morning.
Early in the afternoon in the dining
Chairman of the White House, Vera, and Vavilova
Nora
Judson had finished their light lunch
work.
Still exhausted from the journey and the activity of the
tima l week as well as by the demands of the role
I was doing, slowly stirred Vera
coffee with the spoon to cool and tried to
pay attention to his press secretary.
Nora was holding the afternoon program
the first lady and he was reading. As he
listing appointments, made digressions about

importance of the event and about the background of

persons or organizations.
The rest of the afternoon was not suppose to Vera
any difficulty or surprise. Another session for a
report which would be published in the Ladies Home
Journal. Receiving a group of students
foreigners would visit the White House. Meeting with
editors luxury editions and pocket that
had moved from New York, accompanied by
Guy Parker. Tea with the wives of diplomats
oldest of the Chinese Embassy. A little
time to dispatch urgent correspondence.
A brief rest before dinner. The president and her
offer a private dinner experts
fundraising for the Democratic Party,
accompanied by their wives, eight couples invited.
Very easy.
Nora opened the rings from his notebook of
loose-leaf, took out the daily agenda and gave it to
Vera.
-A chemical has a copy, "he said.And that too, took
a pile of newspaper clippings and leaves
teletype and handed it to the first lady. The
Initial reports and feedback about your
televised address yesterday from LA. It is
to feel very satisfied, Billie. A big hit, so
as everybody said.
Vera leafed through the clippings. and suppressed a
smile. The
information stimulated their intimate fun. In the
throughout her entire acting career, as a student
in Moscow and as a professional in Kiev, had never
received even a hundredth of the amount of
comments now before him concerning a
single and brief performance.
-A h, was saying something else, Nora.I just
completing its morning program. Since going to be his
last full day here before leaving for London
after tomorrow morning, I thought you
like to have a copy to look around and
organize their free time so I can do
baggage or whatever. I have deliberately sought
that its program of morning light out, taking into
appointment has four in the afternoon. I thought
apetecera he did not do much ... thing before.
Vera Nora handed a copy of the program
next day.
Sipping coffee, Vera said the
program over the rim of the cup and ran
with his eyes. He arrived at four in the afternoon, he
stopped and
read:
"... 4 .00Departure at 3.45 for an important
appointment
4:00 with Dr. Murry Sadek in his office.
Return at 5.00. "
The line written the wounded innocent like a
thunderbolt.
She sat, a prey to a silent
start, with rigid features, still

staring at the words "important meeting".

He struggled in his heart to recover and conserve
his poise in the presence of Nora. Your computer
mental began operations, seeking information
Alex Razin had provided about
Billie physicians. He had been thoroughly
informed about their customs, personalities and
aspects. Dr. Rex Cummings, House physician
White, clear, and specialists Brown, Appel, and Stoleff
Sadek. Yes, Dr. Murry Sadek, gynecologist. The
remembered. However, intensive sessions
information had not prepared with a view to what
Nora had called a "major event". What would
what? Ignorance of the facts upset her.
Would it be a routine examination and checking of
those
practiced every three months? Or perhaps it was
something
special? The word "important" annulling the
possibility that it was something merely "routine" and
pointed in the sense that it was something
"Special". In that case, what would it be? I could not
go to
blind to such a meeting, unaware of what had to
know about their own bodies.
Doctor T-Sadek, "said Vera.I forgot.
Nora looked up in surprise.
'Important,' "said Vera. Why
'I mportant citation "?You have expressed yourself well
because
was an appointment with a doctor?
-B Ilie, I have made because you me

said ... Do not you remember? ... shortly before leaving

Moscow. He said it was "important" and I have
since it was "important" in the program.
"Yes, I think I remember.Well, I'm sure
I exaggerated a little. In any case, whatever it
was, I think you can await the return of
London. I am too busy and overwhelmed in these
moments. Besides what is mentioned in the program,
I have a million things to do. Why not
procrastinate ...?
Nora interrupted.
"Billie, the doctor insisted on this appointment. You
had
too much interest. Dr. Sadek was visited before
her trip to Moscow wanted to visit as
before his return. He could not be earlier than Los
Angeles.
Gave you see him before leaving to
London. And he has changed some appointments that
had
concert with other patients in order to address
you tomorrow. Of course I do not know if it really is
something
so important. Only you know. However, when
I have confirmed today, his nurse told me that
will communicate the results of the analysis already
were ready.
-T he analysis.Ah, yes, "said Vera, his voice hollow. No
know what I was thinking. Sure ... of course, is
important.
You'd better see him.
The perplexity was deleted Nora's face.
"I'm glad she said with a look of relief.
It would have been difficult ...
-N or care ... we'll see these other appointments
morning.
The briefly discussed. They had just finished
Nora's bag when placed on the side of sudo
it began to emit a small squawks.
T-electronic indicator, "said Nora, standing
feet. Excuse me, Billie, better go and see
who he is.
He ran to the phone and dialed the central
Signal Office Building. In the end, hung up
apparatus.
-E s Tim Hibberd.He wants to be present when
provide a statement to the press. Quite an honor,
coming from this chauvinistic. I suppose that,
following the
speech you made yesterday, will be determined to
recognize the existence of female-Nora East Wing
took the bag.Do you want something else, Billie?
"T hank you, Nora.You can go.
"There is half an hour before I have another
time here with foreign students.
-E star waiting in the Blue Room.
As Nora disappeared and she was alone, the
Vera's poise evaporated. He warned that their agitation
was
increasing. She left the table, went out into the corridor
and
walked with thoughtful expression to the Hall
Blue. Everything had gone so well so far. True
the visit to Los Angeles had not gone smoothly. There

committed a series of small mistakes and failures,

but as the consummate actress had managed
overcome. He hoped that nobody would have given
realized that something was wrong. No doubt that the
father and sister Billie had accepted without the
less suspicion. Only the dog, the son of a bitch
dog, she had noticed, but fortunately it was a
dumb animal. No, despite what LA is the
had managed very well. So London, a long distance
of those who knew Billie intimately, not
pose any problem as long as ...
long as she could meet this new and
unexpected obstacle. Only Dr. Murry Sadek is
between her and the success of his mission. The
"Important" and unexpected visit to her obstetrician
could
leads to destruction.
He entered the Blue Room, still thinking he placed a
Bellange chair facing the white marble fireplace
Carrara and sank into it, watching with
grim fireplace. She felt dazed, but
tried to suppress their feelings. He did not have
succumb to panic. It must analyze its precarious
situation and act calmly. It was clear that their only
protection would lie in finding out the reason
that Dr. Sadek would like to view. Why he went to
your question? Why is he considered it so important?
What was all this?
Available only from a terrifying twenty-six

the hours to find out why he had to

Billie go to the gynecologist, a gynecologist.
Would the general that it was a Pietrov
emergency? Certainly yes. He had been
instructions in the sense that they establish
contact with KGB agents in the United States,
unless they are faced with an urgent problem
might lead to a disastrous mishap.
Well, this was an urgent problem where
any. He had to run the set Nesgos
contact to seek help.
Mentally reviewed the procedure to follow in
event of trouble. I had to make two calls
telephone, both to the outside. We facilitate a number
to the switchboard operator. When you answer a
voice, ask for Mr. Smith. I would say that
had the wrong number. After hanging up, he facilitated
to the telephone the same number, minus the last digit
that would be different. When I answered another
voice,
ask again for Mr. Smith and he again
to say he had wrong number. Once
done, the KGB already knew she needed help. It
The KGB would be in contact with one of
secret agents who had infiltrated the House
White. The resident agent would approach her and say:
"It is served in Disneyland. She communicated with
the
utmost secrecy, delay and quickly as possible what the
trouble. Later, another KGB secret agent will

facilitate the solution to your problem.

The wristwatch told him missing Vera
still twenty minutes to be presented with Nora
his group of students.
Wasting no time, Vera rose from her chair and
approached the phone on the table beneath
the portrait of President James Monroe, painted by
Gilbert Stuart. The portrait was unreal and the eyes of
Monroe
looked over his head, so he did not feel
observed. He picked up the device, provided the
number,
asked for Mr. Smith and told him he had
wrong. He hung up and repeated the procedure. Once
plus the number wrong.
He hung up and was more quiet. His
distress call had been answered. In some
Instead, somehow, someone who was in
that mansion, an ally, a friend, was being
searched and he in turn make contact with her. Already
I was not alone.
I did not know how and when would be located either
on the part
whom. I only knew that in some mysterious way it
going to happen.
He began to pace up and down the Blue Hall,
trying to find a way to communicate on an
summarized the staff of the White House appointment
to the
Dr. Sadek and his need to be aware of what
you should know before going to that appointment.
While awaiting the arrival of the
Nora students, Vera was aware that would
continued to suffer from that problem. It was too
disturbing. I needed distraction. Decided to go to
steamy bedroom to change his shirt for a
jersey and then return. It was heading towards
door when the phone rang behind him. Sounded with
as intensely as a mermaid. He turned and
ran to the phone.
- "Madame Bradford? "Said a male voice
French accent.
- Yes
"I'm Maurice chef in the kitchen.
She remembered the stocky Frenchman from Lyon
supervised and directed the team of cooks House
White. I had seen him twice and he had
He seems nice.
-H ello, Maurice.
"Sorry to bother you, Madame. But I found
he would like me to review the menu for dinner
tonight.
"No need," she said, without patience for these
things. I hope the menu. Prepare what you consider
best.
-D isculpe, Madame, but I thought that perhaps the
main course will find it funny. Serve in
Disneyland.
At first did not understand and almost overlooked,
but then realized that the cook had

uttered the key phrase as you do not want the thing.

It is served in Disneyland. The French chef!
Compressed the device with his hand and held it to the
mouth.
-N or I, Maurice.It may be a dish too
unusual. You may want to discuss it. Please,
bring me your suggestions now. I'll be in the
lounge chair.
Hung up, feeling a sense of
weakness. He tried to recover and walked
rushed to the bedroom.
After ordering her maid Sarah to report
Nora that come with a few minutes late,
Vera was changed by the jersey blouse. It was
smoothing
the sweater when a brief tap on the door
led it to open the door. Ushered the potbellied
chef without greeting him, closed the door carefully
and you
pointed to a chair. Then he took another chair and held
both the one that grazed his thigh with the edge of the
same.
- The menu for tonight? She said softly,
leaning toward him.
He placed a yellow legal pad on the
lap.
-M y suggestions, "he said barely a croak
audible. Hear what they have to say.
-P roubleshooting she murmured.
"Go, Madame.

-O ne unexpected appointment with a doctor,

concluded
a few weeks ago, "she said quietly. I
to see my gynecologist Dr. Murry Sadek ...
Murry T-Sadek, "repeated Dr. Maurice as a
echo.
.. -. Tomorrow afternoon at four o'clock.
I will leave the White House fifteen minutes before. A
important meeting, I'm told. There have been some
prior analysis. I have to know why
I go to see Dr. Sadek and what to expect. Without
knowing it could make a serious mistake.
The chubby face before him stood
motionless.
NDERSTANDING-E.
"I have to know everything," she said.
"I will inform.
"And another thing," said Vera softly. It is likely
Dr. Sadek me to undergo a scan
internal considered many times the vagina
first lady. He is familiar with it. For a
gynecologist, that could be as personal and revealing
as a fingerprint to a detective. After
perform a pelvic examination using a speculum
palpate and examine the inside with your fingers,
compressing the ovaries and others. I do not know
what can
find a gynecologist in this way, what differences
you may notice between a woman and another. But it is
possible
notice that the size and texture of my vagina are

different from the first lady and that then

begin to fear. Of the two dangers, this could be the
lesser, but still the danger exists. It would be better
I consider Dr. Sadek personally. You
mean, Maurice?
-P erfect, Madame rose cook
with a growl. Everything will be resolved tonight.
Morning
you will be informed. Do not worry. To pass a
pleasant evening and enjoy dinner tonight.
Bon appetit!
"T hank you, Maurice.
The cook took the yellow notepad
had left on Vera's lap, leaned on
bow and left the bedroom trudging.
Having removed the problem of the head and
leave it in other hands, skilled hands, the
Vera rest of the day passed quickly. During
dinner was even cheerful.
Only later, when she and Andrew had already been
lying, remember the problem again. She had
lying first and Andrew was waiting for him
indifferently did when he brought up the subject
summit conference.
- Are you ready to face the
Soviets?
-L and asked.
"Not yet," he said, buttoning
pajamas. But what we are.

- Is it going to be very serious confrontation?

I can not tell.
- Can a compromise be reached?
"I hope so.
It was showing maddeningly cryptic
and vague. Vera decided not to insist more on the
subject.
- In London everything will work and no
entertainment?
-P robablemente.I'll tell you all, Billie,
when you are sure the entire program.
Now they are together in bed with the
lights off. He kissed her lips. He kissed
nipples. He stroked her breast.
-D EBES be nervous about tomorrow, "he said.
'A little.
"I would not worry you," he said in a
attempt to reassure her. Dr. Sadek is better.
-E stoy trying not to worry.I think all
women are worried a little before going to
gynecologist. It's automatic. I'm not terribly
worried, Vera tried to get a little more
information. You're what, Andrew?
-P esu course not, "he answered, dropping
New head on the pillow. Let's see what
occurs. What we have to spend, spend. Trust in the
doctor. Good night, sweetheart.
-B ood night, "she said weakly.
What did he say? What has to happen

pass.
He did not know it was disappointing and frightening.
Before his apprehension intensified, a second
reassured idea.
I know.
At that time, the KGB found out for
she. Their agents never fail. Were omniscient. It
had proposed to introduce. in the White House here
was, at the White House, the president's bed
the United States. Reveal had been proposed by
what she needed to go to Dr. Sadek. Tomorrow
I say tomorrow.
Feeling safer prepared to reconcile
sleep.

5
It was a modern ten-storey commercial building
located on Sixteenth Street, one of the buildings over
Washington recently built, occupied for
the day by professionals, lawyers, dealers,
physicians. At this hour, at midnight, the place was
dark void of humanity, except for
lit lobby where a uniformed guard
particular was sitting on a stool next to
a narrow table against a marble column
in proximity of the glassed front door.
Two workers clad in monkeys, one
of them with a mustache, middle-aged and portly,
carrying an oversized vacuum cleaner, and the other
with the
shaved face, young and thin, carrying a box
wooden utensils, opened the door and entered the
addressing the lobby counter.
The guard looked up from her paperback
was reading.
-H ello, 'said the eldest, leaving a vacuum cleaner
on the ground and reaching for the pen to
sign. The guard looked from one to another.

-M and it seems that I have not seen before.Are you

new?
"Yes," said the younger. The first time
we came from. Cleaning Service has commissioned a
Particularly in some offices work a quarter
plant. This is the last work tonight.
-C Urios "said the watchman.The supervisor
building has not told me anything. Do you have a card
from the
company?
The older employee reached into a pocket of
monkey and finally pulled out a dirty, folded card,
handing it to the watchman.
While the guard was studying the card, the
younger employee walked away whistling a few
meters
then walked back to the table. The guard landed
the card on the table surface and started to
pick up the phone.
-Dj enm that simply call the company to
confirm ...
"At this time the answering machine will answer
automatic, "said the oldest.
-P steal anyway.
As his fingers touched the ball, the keeper
suddenly straightened in his seat and grimaced.
The younger employee had supported a black
flat-nosed revolver in the back of the watchman.
-B ueno, "said the younger quietly and in a tone
hard. Do what we say and not suffer any damage.
First, let's get rid of this extra weight
wearable-surrounded the guard with his arm, pulled
sheath special revolver regulation
checked the safety and handed the gun to his
companion who stuck it in his pocket. Well, no
want to act like a hero. Arise
quietly and go with this stool
normal to the first lift. We will
follow.
The watchman stood up pale stool,
walked with a rigid step towards the first lift
whose doors were open. The oldest employee
came forward at a trot and went into the elevator with
the
uncomfortable vacuum box and cleaning utensils.
The younger man pushed the guard.
Sign.
The oldest pushed the button on the eighth floor. The
doors closed as the elevator glided
upwards.
When you reach the eighth floor, they emerged into a
corridor
dimly lit. The couple returned to push the
guard with the gun.
"To the right, towards the ladies.
On entering the toilet, the oldest rested team
cleaning the floor behind the door and turned on the
lights. He reached into the box and pulled utensils
two pieces of rope. and a roll of tape
wide. The two employees acted swiftly and
efficiency as if they were experts in this task. Him

placed at the bottom guard arms at the back and

strongly tied wrists. To silence the
guard's protests, covered his mouth with
tape. The oldest pushed him inside a
toilet and you sat on the toilet while the more
Young knelt and tied her ankles.
After two employees left the toilet.
The elder said:
-Q ue pass you a good night, sir.Insurance
that morning some lady is going to be surprised
between now and when urinating.
After closing the door of the bathroom, both
individuals
collected their equipment, lights out, left to
jacketed hallway and toward the elevator.
-T all has gone well, Ilf "said the oldest.
"Nice working with you, Grishin said
the youngest.
They went down the elevator to the fourth floor,
out into the hallway, turned the first corner and
stopped at the reception door of the office.
In a small wooden plate fixed to the door
read the following:
MURRY SADEK, MD
Darly RUTH, MD
OBSTETRIC
GYNECOLOGY

The mustachioed, burly fellow named Grishin is

He broke the door and leaned in fifteen seconds.
Once inside the reception hall,
left their cleaning equipment, was ignored
override switches and took the lanterns.
-T all that is very elegant, "said Ilf.
You do not want the first lady attends a
sty Grishin said. By tilting the torch,
explored the different rooms. Waiting room.
Dispatch and records of the receptionist. The release
Dr. Sadek cheerfully decorated. One room
explorations. Another. A laboratory. A bathroom.
A third and fourth examination room. The
Dr. Darly office.
-B ueno Grishin said.The filer.
Their flashlights guided them back into the
green binders. These were some folders
construction paper, each bearing labels with
the names of patients. As illuminated by Ilf
two flashlights the second drawer file cabinet
Grishin sought and found the label contained
BRADFORD name, BILLIE L.
"And I do," Grishin said with satisfaction.
Let's take a look.
He walked to the receptionist desk and
sat in the swivel chair. Ilf had posed the
flashlights to look for something in their pockets.
-M Aldito is, Uphold the headlights so you can

Grishin see, "he ordered. Minox and seek more

evening.
Ilf quickly took the torch and lit
Grishin Bradford folder as the opened ..
He had within him like a half dozen
leaves. Grishin glanced at the first, went into the
second and studied.
-Sun or dates and annotations for
exams from the first time I went to the office
Dr. Sadek two and half years ago, "said Grishin,
frowning. Normal routine visits. Nothing
unusual, nothing different, so no emergency
seen.
"Maybe the last page, corresponding to the
l tima visit will reveal what is happening, "said
Ilf.
"Yes. But first, let me finish the pages of
other visits to be had ... "He paused. Infection
vaginal last December ... hesitated. This is not us
serves. It was resolved in three weeks passed other
pages. Nothing. Nothing. And here is the last entry,
made a couple of weeks ago ... This should ... -Se
stopped, paused a moment, then
murmured: - What the hell is that?
He held the page for the torches could Ilf
read.
-E t is in shorthand, "said Ilf.
"I know this system.

-S upongo that will be the doctor, "said Ilf.There is

Many people invent their own ... expects
time, here is a marginal note in red pen.
He says "Transcribe"
Grishin studied the page.
- Why not this damn nurse transcribed
and typed it so we could read it? Everything
others are typed.
-E s too recent.I guess I should not have
give it time.
-P esu, written in this devilish shorthand, not
means Grishin said. I explain no. We
lost.
-U n time, Grishin.It occurs to me otherwise.
I know someone who could clarify: Your nurse.
Since it is the one responsible for typing,
be able to read it.
- What do you mean?
"I mean we're going to make a visit
Courtesy night. We'll tell you what we translate. If
denied, shaking a bit until you access to
collaborate.
Grishin looked at his partner and slowly shook
head.
"B ut, Ilfy, boy, where were you when
brains were sharing? How far
may your stupidity? "That rocked the
Dr. Sadek nurse to tell us what

occurred in the recent visit of Mrs. Bradford? That

does not
would be a secret operation. The nurse she would leave
the
language with the police with the White House. I
would say that
two men had tried to find data
concerning the first lady, and, honestly, I do not think
than the first lady called for you
too much attention. I know that that does not Pietrov
appropriate.
-T ienes right, "said Ilf.Let's leave.
Grishin again remained in medical reports
folder.
"No we can decipher the shorthand that has
invented this son of a bitch and that was that "he gave
the
Ilf folder. Put it back and erase the traces
fingerprints. Leave me a flashlight.
Ilf while away with the folder, Grishin sought
at the desk, opened the final drawer in the middle and
found the notebook of quotes from the receptionist.
Examined the next day's appointments. He found the
appointment of
Mrs. Bradford for four. He left the notebook in
the drawer and closed it.
- Ilf? Said in the dark.
"I'm here by the filer.
We stumbled on the first phase. You better
move on to the second. Bring me six folders
women.
-M uy well.
Minutes later, they began to examine

histories of six women who had come to

Dr. Sadek during the past year.
They studied the latest data from each
and discard three. Grishin was examining the last
record fourth touchdown when he looked up
and smiled.
-W e have been lucky, "held the phone
white that was on the desk. Here we go.
He dialed the home phone of Dr. Sadek.
Said the message reception service of
doctor.
"H ere Mr. Joe McGill.I call Dr. Murry
Sadek on behalf of my wife Grace MacGill. Is
regular patient of Dr. Sadek. It is very
bad at the moment. I must talk to the doctor.
- Are you sure that this is not something that can
wait until tomorrow?
-S ord, I have here a sick woman.Suffer
many sorrows. Need help. This is a case
urgent.
-M uy well.Let's see if I can locate a doctor.
W ou can tell me the number from which you are
calling?
-P esu ... no, I can.We have a home phone
damaged. I'm calling from a pay phone and the number
is
illegible.
-E so it's going to be harder.Let's see what I can
do. Please do not retire.

Grishin winked at Ilf and waited. There were some

noises through the device and then a voice spoke
sleepy.
"H ere Dr. Sadek."Mr. McGill?
"Yes, sir. I call my wife Grace MacGill. Is
patient of his past ...
-R emember to Mrs. MacGill, of course.
Q ANT "tell me what happens?
-B ueno, suffers a terrible pain in the pelvis and
some cramps in my belly. He says the same note
than last year when you operated ... says ...
Standing in front of the report of Grace McGill,
Grishin picked a few medical terms and
deliberately gave wrong to describe the state
of Mrs. MacGill.
"Yes," d ijo Dr. Sadek, clucking,
I think it will look better than tonight. Than
rest and I'll tell right now. Can
tell me your address?
Grishin read the address.
"I'll be there in three quarters of an hour," said the
Dr. Sadek, crash the machine.
Grishin hung it also gave him a smile Ilf
victorious in the dim light of lanterns and again
pick up the phone. Dialed a number with ease.
After only one ring, a male voice answered.
-G and I to talk Grishin said. Implementing Phase
two.

- When?
"Immediately. It is wearing to make the
home visit. Since you have the address of the
leaving. Here is the address to which go-Grishin
read. He'll be there in three quarters of an hour. Do you
allow time to arrive?
"No you shall receive.
"Good luck, Grishin said, hanging the apparatus and
rising. Ilf, inspect the place and look out for
everything is in order. I'm going for the equipment
cleaning. See you in the door.
Minutes later, Grishin Ilf met with
the door of the reception room.
-B ueno, we already have half of what the first
lady wants Grishin said. On the other
half ... what the hell, is an actress, right? Let's go.
Up in the Green Room of the White House, half
Later, Vavilova Vera was sitting on the edge
the hard sofa, pretending to pay attention to his
secretary
press, while watching the clock. While Nora
said the program the first and second day
Billie stay in London, Vera is worried about
time. In an hour and twenty minutes, would
to go to the doctor and not yet Sadek
knew damn thing. The minutes passed
echoed in the old clock, the ever closer

time of his appointment with the gynecologist and she

did not know the
about more than yesterday. He wondered when and
how the
KGB make contact with and what he would say
agent.
At each movement of the long hand of the clock its
confidence was deteriorating gradually. However,
still retained his faith in the KGB in the same way
Soviet his mother had kept (even in
this era of progress) their faith in God.
"And this will be his second day in London," I heard
tell Nora. Harass do not think too much.
-N o. Sounds good.This second evening. Would you
matter that the revisit?
-A s I told you, the first night will be
rest and adapt to the new schedule. Which
means that social activities will begin at the
night of the second day. Prime Minister Dudley
Heaton and his wife Penelope Heaton offer a
gala reception and dinner in honor of you and the
President ... Kirechenko and, of course.
- Where?
"At the banquet at Whitehall Palace.
"I've never been there.
"It's wonderful, Billie. A legacy of Henry VIII
that previously had been built in that place a
banquet hall.
-E stoy forward ...
The phone rang and Vera gave her heart sank.

'T iene be thought Maurice, Maurice, Chef

savior. " Nora started to get up to
get the phone, but Vera was up.
-Y, or answer, Nora said.I'm expecting a
personal call.
He picked up the phone to the fourth ring.
- Hello?
- "Mrs. Bradford?
The voice was shrill with a slight lisp and a
British artificial leaves. Vera was not sure if it was
male or female voice.
- Yes
-Fred Willis said the voice. Protocol-rather
male. She saw him occasionally and have had
concerned recognize that voice, but never
succeeded. He kept talking. I have to talk to
you about the official visit to London.
Vera was disappointed. I was waiting for
call, not this nonsense, and the time was
exhausted.
-L or feel, I am busy, "he said more harshly
of which would have wanted.
-S ord Bradford, I must see her immediately
-D ijo stridently Willis, bringing in the eighth
volume of his voice hysterical.
-T engo to change clothes.I have to ...
- Please, Mrs. Bradford, "he implored him.
I am on the ground floor.

Something in his voice that prompted Vera

reconsider their attitude.
-B ueno, fine, but just a minute.
He hung up, angry with herself for having
agreed to bother him.
Nora was collecting the papers and taking the
portfolio.
-T iene a visit, right?
-Fred Willis. I fear that will not melt if I attend.
"It's heavy," said Nora. But I guess
meets its obligation. Do not forget your doctor's
appointment.
"No forget it.
Vera watched her go. Once he had closed the
door, looked at it once more and then looked
the silent phone. What had happened to her
reporter? So far, the KGB had not failed him.
Within an hour would be in the office of
Dr. Sadek, ignorant and helpless. That was impossible.
They called quickly to the door.
"Come, come.
Fred Willis moved swiftly into the room.
Always upset her. As ridiculous. Nora was
be right. Probably doing his
obligation. It was a small man and immaculate. Eyes
hyperthyroid, pointed nose, mouth and receding chin
small. It seemed a youth leader too old
and dressed as an alumnus of Eton. He made a slight
reverence.

-M and am glad that I was able to grant a

time, Ms. Bradford.
-M and fear that may not be very long, "she said
settling into an armchair to listen.
-N or was not bothered if it was not an issue
important.
To the amazement of Vera, Willis took a chair on the
other
side of the room and placed it beside hers.
Then he sat down, leaned forward and lowered his
voice
to speak in a squeaky whisper.
-S and served in Disneyland.
She was perplexed until a split second
he understood.
- Disneyland?
"Exactly.
She half turned in his seat to see better.
- Do you? "She said softly. I must say that I have
thought to see the urgency of your call, but
I immediately dismissed the idea.
Fred Willis was the least he could have fit
in that role. What skill by the KGB, which
know how to deceive. And what audacity have
managed to penetrate the State Department and the
White House to that level.
-N or hoped it was you, "he added.But
thank goodness that has come in time, tried to read the
face "I'm listening.
-S requests us, "he said, speaking softly.The

first: the purpose of your visit to a specialist. There was

an effort to find out, but the information is not
was available, simply was not available.
-O h, no, "she cried, terrified.That's terrible.
"No there will be nothing?
Willis shook his head.
"Could not find anything. No
However, the situation is not as serious as it seems.
Because we have succeeded in the second request,
that affects the first. Fortunately, at four
at no point will meet with Dr. Murry Sadek.
- No?
"He has been replaced by his colleague Dr.
Ruth Darly. Last night, while walking to meet a
urgent call from a private home, the doctor
Sadek was involved in a serious accident.
His vehicle was hit by a car that went out
speed of a side street ... two occupants
the other car escaped ... were driving a
stolen car and therefore could not locate them. The
Dr. Sadek was unconscious when he reached the
ambulance. He suffered a severe concussion, two
fractured limbs and other injuries. As I
have said, will survive, but it may have to
remain hospitalized for several months and not
returned
to work. In any case, his colleague Dr.
Darly Ruth will be responsible for some of their
patients.
All appointments for today have been canceled, unless
the

own.
-M Aldito be.
"Given who you are and the fact
Tomorrow begins a journey, Dr. Darly has
I had canceled an appointment with a patient at four
o'clock to serve you.
-M Aldito it twice.But yes, much better than
see Dr. Sadek.
- Were you ever examined by the
Dr. Darly?
Vera thought on the medical information that had
provided.
"No," he said.
"In that case, need not fear," said Willis.
"B ut I will continue not know why I go there.
-C on Dr. Sadek, could be difficult and
embarrassing. With Dr. Darly will be easier. She
know your case rather than through Sadek notes.
He knows his body at all. -Willis withdrew his
ferret face Vera ear. He got up and looked
smiling. In addition, Mrs. Bradford, you are full
resources, as has already had occasion to show,
God is an American actress. I dare say that the
get by very well on her way to
door, Willis said aloud: "We will finish this
during flight information for London. By then,
I will know if the Queen will return to Bermuda for the
duration
your stay in London. Good afternoon, Mrs. Bradford,

very good afternoon.

Five minutes after four o'clock,
Vera Vavilova slightly makeup and no jewelry,
wearing a simple blouse and skirt, was
quietly sitting in the chair opposite to
Dr. Ruth desktop Darly. The folder with the
BRADFORD name, Billie L. remained closed
on the desk dela gynecologist.
Leaving the door to service agents
security and enter the office, Vera had
cautious. It was probably known to the
Dr. Darly, that Dr. Sadek one would have
presented some time and that he had seen several
times since, and she did not want to miss the woman.
Fortunately, a young nurse, treating it with great
deferentially, they had gone directly to
Dr. Darly office.
Dr. Darly had greeted with great
friendliness, taking the two hands of Vera. Turned
be a nice and plump middle-aged woman,
with a smooth brown hair, a ruddy cheeks, a
little hair on the upper lip plump hands
and thick legs, almost lost in a white coat
excessively long.
-M and am glad to see you again, Mrs. Bradford
-D ijo, although I never thought that we were to see us
professionally.
-M and has horrified the news of Dr. Sadek.
Poor man ...
He had spent several minutes talking about the
Dr. Sadek and now still talking about him.
-B ueno, all we can do is pray for
will restore soon, "concluded Dr.
Darly, bringing the swivel a little to the
desktop. He opened the folder, studied the reports and
passed
the pages until you reach the final. Not yet
transcribed muttered, speaking medium for their
himself. Still in shorthand. Luckily,
besides the nurse, I am the only person in this
office that can decrypt the innovative writing
Dr. Sadek. Well, let's see what we have here
He raised his eyes. Did you go to the bathroom,
dear?
-N o.
'Well please, while I read all this. Al
across the aisle. Leave the bucket of urine in the
laboratory.
Vera left the office, went to the bathroom and,
a few minutes and was back in the
Dr. Darly office.
-B ueno, I think that it is already clear, "said Dr.
Darly. As you know, we have to solve two
issues.
"Yes-d ijo Vera, very nervous.
- What has been found since the last visit?
I know he has been traveling a lot. Have you
encountered

better?
-M uch better.
"Great Doctor stood up. Before
proceed, let me take a look. Follow me,
Please.
Vera went to the nearest examination room.
You know what to do, "said Dr.
Darly. Remove clothing. The hangers are there. The
shirt is on the table. And the sheet is to
side. Then place it into the table. I come
immediately.
Dr. Darly shut Vera in the small
stay. Vera quickly began to undress,
wondering desperately what I would walk
for the gynecologist. Having removed all the
clothes, he stood naked, took the shirt and
put. The back was open and the garment will only
came to his knees. He found the sheet, more
large bath towel, climbed the table and
sat on the edge. He put the blanket over her lap,
being covered by it to the calves.
Sitting there, trying to restore calm, he saw it
opened the door and showing a young nurse
brunette.
-V eo which is already prepared, "said she.Let me
take your blood pressure.
Once he had done so the nurse put aside
the apparatus.

-L a doctor come right away, "he said.

At that moment, Dr. Darly entered the room
exploration.
-A lla come on, "while Vera lay on his
above. Let's lower it a little more.
He helped Vera to slip a little further down
on the table. Vera bent his knees and spread her
legs and Dr. Darly helped place your feet in
metal brackets on both sides of the
table.
While the inclination of the lamp
flexible, Dr. Darly asked:
- How are blood loss, ma'am
Bradford? Are you still bleeding?
S Angrand!So that was it.
It was the first key.
"Well, I bleed, yes, a speck.
Irregularly and less and less. Five days ago, stopped
completely.
-M u and well, "said Dr. Darly, nodding.Was
I expected Dr. Sadek.
Dr. Darly had been in the right hand
a glove transparent disposable. The nurse
delivered a warm speculum plastic. The doctor lifted
the sheet, looked between the legs of Vera and this
knew he was examining her genital area
external labia majora and minor, in search of
possible inflammation or sores.

Vera said after he parted lips,

he inserted the speculum into the vagina and the leaves
opened to widen their vaginal walls. He heard the
Dr. Darly said, speaking to herself or to the
nurse:
-C UELLER.Smooth, firm and pink. We took a sample
cell in the final inspection.
As she lay on her back, Vera
had been trying to expand the only clue that
available about their condition. He had been bleeding
Or rather, had been Billie and now no
bled. What does it mean?
He felt the speculum deep inside her. In
sense, provided that had undergone
similar reviews in Moscow, Kiev, had not
worried in the slightest. She was a woman. The
nature had endowed, like all
females of the earth, a complex system
procreative. Tests occasionally were
mandatory and desirable. But at that moment,
plastic instrument that they were withdrawing from the
vagina seemed unnatural and dangerous. It was a
stranger in an unknown place between enemies,
posing as someone who was not, making
pass through the most important woman in the world.
Could
her vagina discover and reveal that he was an
impostor?
She shuddered.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Bradford," said Dr. Darly.

Vera noted that she had removed the speculum and

the fingers of the gynecologist were moving,
pressing the ovaries and internal organs
-Palpation was the word in the United States,
exploring for possible abnormalities.
Vio receive the smiling face of Dr. Darly.
"Ready," said the latter. No need to worry
-S and removed his gloves and threw a bucket covered,
along
a pile. You can get dressed and come to my office.
We will maintain a small conversation.
Relieved, Vera joined while Dr.
Darly left the examination room. He waited until
the nurse to withdraw also. Left alone, Vera
pulled the sheet, took off his shirt and began to dress
hastily. He went to the battery and used the pedal
to open the faucet and wash your hands: After dry them
with a paper towel, sat next to a toilet, are
combed his hair back and applied himself again a
little lipstick.
He walked to the gynecologist's office,
trying to stay alert in the hope of
carry out their actions.
Dr. Darly was sitting beside her
desk, talking on the phone. Sitting Vera,
Doctor ended the conversation and turned the
chair toward her.
-S ord Bradford, there is bad news and a
good news, "he said gravely. Let's start

so bad. After his departure for Moscow, received the

outcome of pregnancy tests. Since
stood you here just a day before turning
to leave, it is clearly not had time to see the
Dr. Sadek and he would not release the report by
phone. Although the first test was observed
any indication that could be you are pregnant, such
as often happens, recent evidence has
established that she is not pregnant. The
sorry.
Vera, who had been listening all
words almost breathless, felt a surge of
relieved to find out what was the importance of
That visit.
He immediately realized that the role of
Billie Bradford, would have to react appropriately.
Billie Brafdord wanted to be pregnant and was not. In
the
scenario, in Kiev, Vera had always admired
for his histrionic ability to shed tears
request of the director. It had to react
now. Disappointment and sadness, but without
exaggeration. His eyes
watered immediately. Turned away,
rummaged in her handbag, pulled out a delicate
handkerchief and wiped
eyes.
Dr. Darly is approached, put his arm and
tried to console her.
"I know your feeling," said the doctor of tone
sympathetically. But believe me, Mrs. Bradford, is a

temporary setback. You and the president want a son

and I promise you will have one or as many as they
wish.
The main thing, I assure you, is who is healthy and
fully capable of being. fertilized and give
light, that it will.
-T hanks, "said Vera with a trembling voice.Sorry.
Lo ... I want both.
"And I repeat that it will, Dr. Darly
he returned to his desk and was sitting.
And now for the good news. Losses
blood-took the results of some tests had
left over some papers at the side of
desk. It was not serious at all. Losses
Excessive and prolonged ... Accordingly, if any, of
small polyp that Dr. Sadek was cauterized in
combined with emotional disorders caused
by their very troubled by it. I do not think
need to know the details. What matters is that
have completely disappeared. The situation has
resolved. As you yourself have said, losses
stopped five days ago. The review that I submitted
has confirmed that. You are like new.
Vera felt in his heart the feeling
to be rid of a great weight. It felt light and
wonderful. The mystery that had clouded his
visit had gone. He had survived one
unknown risk unprepared. However, the
Instinct told him that, despite feigning joy at the

fact that the bleeding had not been anything

seriously, it was appropriate to continue to demonstrate
a certain
sadness because of his frustrated pregnancy. It had to
be
Billie Bradford.
Vera smiled faintly, keeping a
expression of sadness in the eyes and facial features.
-M and good to know, Dr. Darly.Was
concerned about these losses, of course.
-B ueno, therefore, no longer has to worry about.Is
perfectly.
"T hank God.
Vera started to rise when the voice of the
Darly doctor kept her in her seat.
-Nother thing, "Dr. Darly was saying,
other additional good news.
Vera waited, wondering what other good news
could increase their euphoria.
-D educe the notes of Dr. Sadek said the
Dr. Darly "he told them you and your husband's
could not have sex during
six weeks ... well, that means that, counting
Starting today, could not have sex until
within four weeks. but now I am pleased
to tell you that you can modify this restriction. His
position has improved so much that could resume
sex almost immediately ... But, to go
safe, better be within four or five -
days ... say within five days. Therefore,

will soon have the opportunity to be

pregnant again. That's happy.
Vera said her heart skipped a beat and
began to beat strongly.
- Sex ... within five days?
"In all quietness.
Vera tried to appear calm. But I knew that
was falling apart. He tried to recover his poise.
And o. .. I'm glad.I look forward ...
tell my husband.
I knew I should never mention what the five
days. I would lie I would say they still had to wait
four weeks. He should not know. That alone could
save.
-O h, sorry, "said Dr. Darly.I myself was
I said to her husband. Would have had to leave the
surprise you. I phoned before the appointment,
when you find your way to us.
He was anxious to know the doctor's diagnosis
Sadek ... or mine, rather. I told him
when the call had been considered. And so I did
while you are getting dressed. It has saddened one
little to the outcome of pregnancy tests. But,
at the same time was glad that the losses
have ceased ... and, frankly, has shown
delighted to learn that he could resume a
normal relations with you within a week.
Vera could hardly speak.

"B ecause he already knows," he said quietly.

Thanks for everything, Dr. Darly.
"T hank you for nothing, stupid meddling of
shit, he thought.
Upon leaving and while he rejoined his escort
security service and was heading toward the elevator,
experienced a moment of imbalance. Was
dazed because of this unexpected complication.
He sank into the backseat of the car
White House as a tomb. He was aware of the
curiosity of pedestrians who had recognized and
were gathering around the vehicle to enlarge
more closely. Several of waved. By
first time, he ignored them and continued looking
gloomily forward while the car
diverged from the curb and headed to the Avenue
Pennsylvania.
A cold, cold fear gripped her. Your situation
had gone from bad to worse. Discovering the reason
gynecological examination had seemed a barrier
insurmountable ... but now faced with a trap
much more formidable, an obstruction that neither
Alex nor
the KGB had anticipated.
Sex with the president inside
five days. And I had to live with it another two weeks
deque before the change took place and retreat.
For five, six, seven years could not
remember exactly how many, "the President had
almost daily been sleeping with his mistress Billie.
Have sex-or anything else with this
related-three or four times a week. In the
bed together, knowing each other intimately,
know each of them all knobs
and depressions in the body of the other, each
knowing what the other liked or disliked. And
Billie now and she was not ranked by Billie
next to that person. It was terrifying. How
Billie behave in bed?How should she
behave? How far should surrender to
foreplay? How far would
show that passive? Or passion? What
aberrations should try? "Fellatio?
"Cunnilingus? What to do? What to expect?
Vera had had sex with three
men and each of them was special, different
and capricious in its own way. What would be the
vagaries
the president? What would be the Billie?
It was a nightmare.
He recalled that during his long tenure
training, Alex and the KGB had not wavered in its
efforts to meet this kind of information:
Billie Bradford sexual habits. Alex had been
so sure I could get that information
had redoubled its efforts, preparing Vera
for her role. But as time passed and went
approaching the International Meeting on Women

Moscow, his confidence had been fading. Without the

necessary information, the Second Lady Project not
could go forward. All efforts have been
vain. And then, at the last moment, they had
a fluke. The president had revealed his
lover that he and his wife should abstain from
sex for six weeks. Vera
remember the relief and joy that she, Alex and Pietrov
had experienced. No longer needed no
information about sexual behavior, Billie,
the project had been free of obstacles and had
able to implement.
Vera was now at the point of departure,
increasingly demanding information that the KGB
never
had been obtained, except that now the situation was
much more serious than before. Because in these
moments, she was Billie, with sexual relations
around the corner and plunged into total ignorance.
As the vehicle entered the premises of the
White House and headed toward the South Portico's
mind
Vera focused on an image. Andrew Bradford
naked with an erection impressive about
to her and she lay naked before him, paralyzed and
waiting ... What?
The trap was too large so that
she could grasp it, avoid it and overcome it.
Without the carnal knowledge was lost. Only
luck could save her. A wrong move by

Meanwhile, an act or improper reaction and he was

surprise, it would puzzle and begin to suspect.
I would ask. Hesitate. Understand that she does not
was what it seemed, was not the usual companion
to bed he had known for so long.
You are not Billie. Who the heck are you?
That could be the end ... conspiracy and
herself.
It was not simply a situation of
emergency. It was a situation even more
desperate. Only one thing mattered now.
Find out how to cope.
As soon as she was alone in the house
White, should contact the chef
Maurice or with the protocol chief Fred Willis. No,
they do not. I had to use the phone. Two calls to
wrong numbers. Then would create a
rescuer ... Maurice maybe, maybe Willis, maybe
another
person. Whoever it was he would convey the
Pietrov message to Moscow.
Just one question, Pietrov general, only one.
How does it behave the first lady of the States
United with the chairman of the United States when
both go to bed?
"Com o hell can we know?sputtered
Pietrov general, giving the decoded

received from Washington to Alex Razin, who

standing beside his desk. Reading the
office, expressing amazement Razin went from a
deep concern.
-E so it is somewhat unexpected, "he murmured.
"There is no place for the unexpected in an operation
so vital Pietrov said in a tone
enraged. It opened the door to the private office of
Pietrov in the KGB and became Colonel Zhuk, the
Garanin Politburo member and chief psychiatrist
KGB doctor Lunts, all urgently summoned
for a meeting. Everyone saluted the director of the
KGB
before taking a seat. Razin Pietrov snatched the
Message hands and looked angry.
-U No problem, a serious problem, "muttered
Pietrov. Our Lady invincible, our Vera
Vavilova, is in difficulties.
"B ut all planned Garanin said.
"Not everything Pietrov said. He looked angrily at his
American affairs expert. Comrade
Razin was overlooked something.
-N I said they could not have relations
sex for six weeks, "protested Razin.
-A segurar a thing is to have certainty, "said
Pietrov. He saw a look of bewilderment etched on
the faces of the others. Mrs. Bradford had a
appointment with your gynecologist. Comrade
Vavilova
know why. However, he went to the appointment

taking the place of the first lady. Passed the test

successfully. He found he had suffered a haemorrhage
smears. This was why he could not maintain
sex with the president for six
weeks, which means that there were still
four weeks, counting from now. It
meant that the comrade would have Vavilova
time to accomplish his mission at the summit, to be
exchanged and returned safely with us
before the president could maintain relations
sex with her. Now Comrade Vavilova has
aware of the cure of his condition and vaginal
gynecologist informed the president that may
resuming sex with his wife in
five days, exactly five days, counting from
today. Do you understand the precarious situation in
the
who is our agent?
-L or understand too clearly, "the
Lunts doctor. It is a setback ...
-Y ou so underrated, "said Dr. Lunts
Pietrov. It's a potential disaster. In five
nights, as we are all in London, our Vera
Vavilova must lie with the president to
again enjoy sex. But she
know the nature of past relationships between
both. How he behaved the very first
lady with her husband in bed? Our second lady
do not know. But you must know ... or run the risk of
be discovered. Or find out the truth and
help ... or cancel the entire project.
- Can we cancel on such short notice?
Sk-Colonel Zhuk.
- Why not?One or two days before the
president is sleeping with her, get us Vavilov Vera
London and bring back to Moscow ...
simultaneously replaced by Billie Bradford. It
can do. But I do not want it done. I do not want
Vavilova Vera returns without obtaining the
information required by the prime minister with a view
to
the summit.
Evolver-D equivalent to three years of fruitless
Garanin wailed efforts.
-P eor still Pietrov said, it would leave the first
Minister unarmed at the summit, he would leave
absolute ignorance and you may be forced to
surrender to the capitalists. No, I can tolerate it.
I do not want to happen. We have to find out how
involves the first lady in bed with her husband and
transmit information to Vera Vavilova.
- And how can we achieve this? Asked
Razin, without addressing anyone in particular.
-P or that we have met all here for
think of something.
"S ome secrets are impossible to find
-D ijo Razin.Sex between women and
husband is an intimate affair.

-N or necessarily Pietrov said.What if one of

they had visited a psychoanalyst?
-N o of them has visited Razin said.
- Or would have done some confidence to a
close friend?
-L or I doubt Razin said.And even if
had, I do not have time ...
-E ntonces say that only two people in the
land known as Billie Bradford behaves. in the
bed Pietrov the president acknowledged. Clearly
we can not question the president. We are left with
woman. We have his wife here. Perhaps we
get her this information.
-N or is likely, sir.
"Come, Razin, its not that Billie Bradford
say, a vestal virgin. I know through the
data that had sex with several men.
- Maintained relations with all men of his
past? Razin asked.
-No-recognized know-do not have Pietrov
tests. And it would be prudent to contact
these men.
- Have you ever committed adultery after
married to the president? Asked the
Dr. Lunts.
-No evidence to that effect, "said
Pietrov. But I'm sure there are other
possibilities.

- What options are you thinking?

Sk-KGB psychiatrist.
-O ne of them is the most direct route.Going to
she. To tell you frankly what we need. Telling
that their future security depends on their cooperation.
-T he data we have points in the
that would never agree to cooperate, "said the
Lunts doctor, shaking his head. The sanctity of
marriage. Privacy. Puritanism. I would challenge
you all the way with his silence.
-I n that case, should be subjected to treatment
we usually use with the obstructionists, "said
Pietrov, frowning.
- Torture? Asked Dr. Lunts.
- Why not? Pietrov said, shrugging
shoulders.
-L and beg your pardon, General, interposed
Razin quickly, but the physical damage to
afflict would be inexplicable if the
devolviramos Americans.
- Who spoke of physical harm? Said Pietrov
innocently. There are other methods of persuasion.
Kill hunger, for example.
-E so would leave marks.
"Drugs that time.
"They are not trustworthy," said Dr. Lunts. Is
probably distort the normal reactions. The
hypnosis would not be very reliable, especially if it

show strong resistance.

Pietrov impatient had been gradually.
"Enough said. I'll tell you clearly what
going to do. I say that someone in there and force it.
We'll see how it behaves. We'll find out
directly.
-A veriguar what? Razin asked-Do you
will react to a violation as it reacts
if it maintains normal sexual relations?
Never.
-T iene reason, my general, "said Dr. Lunts,
supporting the view Razin. The violation did not
provide you a reliable answer.
-S on a defeatist and you do not offer me anything
-D ijo Pietrov exasperated.Not a single idea
constructive. Only nyet. Why I have met here?
Because I think the best brains in the KGB.
We need to establish guidelines today.
We have to implement them. We must
success. Otherwise, all is lost.
The words were followed by silence
while others adopted attitudes of
deep meditation.
Raising a hand to draw the attention of
others, Razin broke the silence.
-G eneral Pietrov said.
- Yes
"There is a possibility. I think ... I think I have been

an idea. Listen to me, please.

He began to speak slowly and soon all
who were in office listened to him
absorbed.
In his innermost Kremlin suite of his prison, his
prison, his camouflaged Lubyanka why dignify
by another name? - Billie Bradford, wrapped in a
gray shirt and white pants, was
sat reluctantly taking the nasty breakfast
Russian composed pieces of sausage, ricotta with
sugar in a heavy skillet pancake with sour cream,
yogurt and bread. The food is repulsive.
Furthermore, had no appetite. I ate just enough to
maintain forces with a view to what might happen.
The was surprised by the appearance of General
Pietrov a few minutes ago, showing
genuinely friendly, the very animal, and announcing
that had occurred to him to visit and have a cup of
coffee with her. He had gone to the kitchen to warm
coffee and a cup filled.
He had the appearance of Pietrov surprised because
no longer expect an official visit. In the last three
or four days had lost some notion of the passage
time, only had one visitor. The
Alex Razin interpreter had made a short visit
second day to bring you the latest newspapers and

magazines. He was concerned for his

Health and gone. Not counting the daily visits, three
times a day, two armed guards and silent
uniformed KGB. He brought three meals:
breakfast, lunch, usually consisting in
red caviar on halves of boiled eggs, an oily
salmon, vegetable soup and chicken with pickles
Kiev, and dinner, which usually consist of meat
pork or beef Stroganov with rice, empanadas
cabbage and fruit ice cream. He also brought
new videotapes, cigarettes, drinks bottles and clothing
clean, and made him clean up. A guard stood
near the door, watching. The other deposited the
food trays and inspected the suite and after
both were leaving.
He had been alone for periods
interminably long. In his life, had always
able to bear solitude, but character unreal
that experience was that this would help you more
difficult. He had tried to distract himself from
introspection,
working out, making the bed, preparing in
cooking a snack that really did not want,
dusting, reading, watching television in the
news of his country the day before, watching movies,
listening to the Voice of America and BBC.
But in general, lived in her head. It
repeated over and over again that what had happened
not
had really happened, it was a nightmare
I was going to wake up. When he became convinced
that it was
a dream, try to imagine how could the
enemy had forged unlikely that trick,
how it was that the Soviets would have found
and trained other women to act as its
double. And then, as always, he imagined the other
wife, first lady that false, and think of what
that the other woman was doing in place and
with her husband.
Not everyone could be deceived. Someone
find out. His thoughts were always around
the same thing. Andrew had expected
understand the truth. O Nora and Guy and Wayne
Gibbs
or one of the officers, security service, somebody.
His father, indeed. He would know immediately
that something happened. And give the alarm. The
impostor would be discovered. There would be an
incredible
global scandal. I listened religiously
British news (specially recorded for her),
because he believed that disclosure would exceed all
Other news for many days. He hoped every
time that the doors to open its prison, Razin
or enter Pietrov and recognized that they had been
discovered and had no option but to return to
house. Or presented the ambassador Youngdahl.
Appear at the door and tell him that the impostor had
been stopped and she could go with him and
contact the plane to take her to the White House.

But no one had appeared with the news that

she expected.
Now, finally, one of them had come. The
monster who had instigated the whole plan and its
imprisonment. You may bring him the news of his
release. And yet, had seen too much
pleased with himself so that he who was
bring the news of his own defeat.
He looked up and saw him out of the kitchen with a
steaming cup of coffee in hand.
General Pietrov sat on the couch in front of
she placed the cup and saucer on the table, removed the
coffee
with a spoon and swallowed a mouthful.
Billie concluded that Pietrov should know
your call second lady had failed and had
been discovered, but would not tell him. That
sadistic beast was playing with it. Not give, nor in
a million years, the satisfaction of asking.
But he escaped.
"He has failed, right? He snapped.
- How? He said, genuinely puzzled.
His plot, "she explained. My father ... in
LA ... have not been fooled, right?
He looked anxiously Pietrov.
- Ah, so it was! -Pietrov threw his head
back and laughed heartily "My dear lady
Bradford, her father loves her, always loved her and
always want to. He was delighted to see her in Los

Angeles last week. You two are

great. And you and your husband ever had
been closer.
She sat with pained expression.
It seemed as if he were shaking all
R gans of the body.Pietrov looked over the
edge of the cup.
-F rance, Mrs. Bradford, you would not
think that after all our endless
months of preparation, our lady was going to be
discovered, right? Sorry to disappoint ... but is
you more popular than ever in the United States. It
will no doubt aware that his speech in Los
Angeles was enthusiastically received everywhere.
I had seen on videotape, had heard
through radio, but it was deleted from its
consciousness.
-N or throws you less, Mrs. Bradford
-D ijo Pietrov with a smile.How it could be
Ramp, while you were there where it has always been
in the
recent years in the White House and intact, ready to
moving to London?
She bit her lip, realizing it was so
foolish in their imaginings as they were in
its unreal.
-S in though, can not work insisted on saying
obstinately. Will not.
- Need I repeat, Mrs. Bradford?Do I

to say again that he is working?

"I can not go so well, did not you see?More
later or earlier, this preposterous plot
be exposed. Finish with all before
that for this reason, summit blighted and destroyed
relations between his country and mine. Think about
what
happen if you and your people to discover that the
United States had kidnapped Mrs.
Kirechenko and were replaced by a
American who posed as the wife of his
Prime Minister and Mrs kept captive
Kirechenko at Camp David. Does not include the
risk that would result if discovered?
-R espect your imagination, "said Mrs. Bradford
Pietrov with amusement, "but misses you
to see the main thing. What you said could not
occur. You Americans do not have our
mentality. Not smart enough to carry
out such an enterprise, are not sufficiently
bold. The CIA acts clumsily and without tact, to the
way to the fans. His alleged freedom
democratic, which is not true freedom but so
license only, softens his people. You do not even
could have conceived such a plan. As
to the risks we take in the summit with this
enterprise itself has paid careful attention to their
aspect of bold move. If we win, we
acquired the power to preserve world peace. Available

lose ... well, if I must be honest, we have

developed any contingency plan because
we lose, can not and will not lose.
"And see," Billie said stubbornly.
"Mrs. Bradford, we've seen, Pietrov
drained his cup of coffee. The proof we have in the
progress we have made so far. You are
here. With the exception of Razin and our Politburo,
anyone in the world knows he is here. Our second
lady is in the White House. No one else knows is
there. We have already said her husband, his friends,
his
father and sister as if you accept.
Tomorrow, in London, Britain will receive the
first lady paused. Mrs. Bradford, if
have some hope that a fault occurs,
forget it. Accept your fate, collaborate and return to the
place
which came in two weeks or less. Collaborate
with us and not regret it.
- What do you work with?What does this mean?
"I put difficulties. Do not try to escape or
communicate with someone outside.
Answer all the questions you do. In
Actually, now I have several questions that
him. They are not important. We know all there is
to know. However, to confirm what we have
in our files, we want to hear what you have
to tell us.
- About what?
Billie realized that in the end had come to
true purpose of Pietrov visit.
-S work its Pietrov husband replied, removing the
wrapper of a cigar. About the president of the
United States meticulously cut one end
the cigar. Does he seem so calm and always
imperturbable as it looks in public?
-Y ou know everything, "says Billie.Why
I spend saliva repeating what you already know?
-W e have understood you have a bad temper in
private.
- Really? She said, twisting her mouth in a
smile. How interesting.
His attention was fixed on the door on the back
of Pietrov. The interpreter had entered Alex Razin.
He greeted her with a nod and went to
sit quietly in a chair nearby.
Pietrov ignored him and stared at Billie.
-E so, Mrs. Bradford is not what I call
collaborate.
She pursed her lips and held out his eyes.
Pietrov looked grimly, and as she speaks, it did
roughness.
J-oven, I suggest you reconsider your attitude.Are
great deal at stake. His health, for instance.
- Is that a threat?
"That's what you'd lit the Pietrov seem -
cigar. Yes, it's a threat. Sepal ... have

means to her to talk. Prefer not to

use, but if I must, I will. That is not
a polite parlor game, Mrs. Bradford. That is not a
social visit. We are not equal you and me. In these
Currently, you have no right, no
option. If he keeps persisting, will be punished-he
a drag of his cigarette. Okay, I'll give you a
new opportunity to demonstrate their goodwill.
Try again with her husband. Are you interested in sex?
Would you like to sleep with you?
-E so none of your business, "she said,
raging immediately. How dare you!
-S enormous Pietrov said, rising with gesture
menacing, all my business, do you have
understand? I repeat the question again. If
refuses to answer, I'll be the answer
the guards. I'll send into ...
Razin was jumped and placed his hand on
Pietrov's shoulder to restrain him.
-M i general, please ... She tried to distract the
director of the KGB of the table. He promised you, sir,
Do not ... would use the force ...
-I n the event that it be reasonable, "said
Pietrov in angry tone. But it's a witch
Obstinate ...
-E spera, please listen to me, "insisted on saying
Razin.
He had got away to the table next Pietrov

to which he was sitting and now I was

accompanied to the door. Razin still talking
with his superior quietly.
Billie sat motionless on the couch
watching, waiting, terrified.
She heard him snort and saw Pietrov depart
abruptly, but not before having one addressed to Razin
sneer.
-D axis of moaning.I see you're still very
U.S.. Weak and sentimental-puffed
the cigar. By this time, very well. Speak to her alone.
But do not abuse my patience too, Razin.
Billie Pietrov glared, turned and
hurried.
Having closed the door shut, the Razin
continued to stare until, gradually gave
turned around, went back to Billie and sat next to
she.
-L or feel, "he said.
"My God, how I hate exploded Billie. Es .. is
Razin subhuman, "he looked with an expression of
What gratitude has told him to stop?
-L and I simply said that does not understand the
American women. I said that torture was not
would lead nowhere and that, in fact, would
counterproductive. I told you were a woman
honest, kind and wise woman and would be
reasonable ... that what was unreasonable was his

questions.
"T hank you," she said, giving him a one Razin
grateful smile.
-C inmate that we both will be good for a drink, "said
s te, rising.He stopped by the radio,
lit and raised the volume. Next to the cupboard
while preparing for her whiskey and vodka
himself, said: "Most men
Here, men with a Pietrov authority, not
women understand the Western world. Me
I was brought up American women. Of more, I left
with
them. Understand them. When I brought the Union
Soviet immediately noticed that the attitude of the
Soviets toward women was different. Men of
here, though admitting women in the world
labor, they find really a slave. In
Russians view, women must be treated
as captive bred, docile sex objects. It is a
of the things I've never liked in the Union
Soviet, one of the reasons that I always wanted
return to the United States.
-S i much appreciated the United States, why has
mixed in this plot?
-I-nstinto survival he replied simply.
He offered the cup and a napkin, then sat with
hers and lifted in a toast. To your health, ma'am
Bradford.
-B eber with this intention-to whiskey

comforting. Swallowed two gulps before lodging a

glass. I've been a while Pietrov alone. I
wondered if my ... my, what? ... Double? ... if my
double
was moving forward with its simulation. I Pietrov
has assured that it is doing well. Nobody
the least suspicious of it, neither my husband nor my
friends or my father. I believe it has cost. Should I
believe it?
-M and afraid so, Mrs. Bradford.It's true.
"It still seems incredible. How could
learn so many things this woman who is
pretending to be
me?
-E s an actress.
- An actress?
"A brilliant actress who coincidentally resembled
you. Given my background and my knowledge of
English, told me to work with her. Hated
the assignment, I was forced pear to accept it. In
Actually, that train was an actress in a
fascinating way. I was fascinated by her but not the
role
who played.
-I NTERPRETER my role.
"Exactly. And since you became
a public figure, you aroused my interest and I
fascinated.
"B ut why?
I do not know. Maybe because you were the prototype
the typical American girl, in version
California. You were wonderfully nice, open,
sincere, joyful and full of enthusiasm. I went with
an American girl like you, when I was
very young.
-M and flatters you, "said Billie.
"I feel flattered," said Razin, making a
face. The fact I create a reproduction of his
greatly fascinated. I work too well
to my regret.
- "So I have no hope in this regard?
- Hopes that our actress to make a mistake
and be discovered? No, I do not count on it.
-I n that case, my hopes have to be estimated at
leave here on my own and get to the
United States Embassy.
-T is not possible.
"With your help, it might be possible. As I
I promised the first day we talked about in this room
I could get her back to the United States.
He lowered his eyes as if thinking. Almost
imperceptibly, his head began to wag.
-No, could not manage, even with my
help. Find out that I have spoken. Harlan ....
-P refer to die rather than confess.
"No," he said in emphatic tone, "We must not
talk about it.
With a sigh of resignation, Billie took back
the glass and drained it.

-V olviendo to Pietrov.The questions I have

fact about my husband and our sex life.
Am I really made them as a confirmation?
-P esu course not, "said Razin, smiling.
He hesitated and finally, spoke. I'll tell you what it is.
They
a problem, but do not want you to know. Ha
something unforeseen arose. It should tell you, but
what
I will if you agree to secrecy.
-S and I swear, "said Billie, raising a hand.
-Did you have an appointment with your gynecologist
this
week.
- My ginecol ...? She repeated, puzzled.Want
say ...? Ah, Dr. Sadek. I remember. Available
"Then she added quickly: - His actress had to
keep the appointment?
E-xact.Unfortunately, his doctor had a
accident and his double was considered at a
collaborating with the doctor. He had to pass the exam
and the outcome of the analysis. I am sorry to
tell you, Mrs. Bradford, but not you
pregnant.
The news came a pang of Billie
despair and pain. She sat motionless,
as the news hit his head. He warned that
his eyes moistened, but fought back tears. The
Andrew also felt for herself. But
hoped with all my heart that there could be a
second time.

Razin was watching the expression

worried.
"I know it is very unpleasant," he said.Does
okay?
"No worry I'm fine," she said.
Given the circumstances in which I am here, so
time does not matter.
-I n regard to bleeding Razin said.As
Naturally, the gynecologist examined another woman
and
found good. But that does not tell us anything about
your
own state. Still bleeding? Because in that case,
could ...
-No bleed, "she said.I'm fine.
"Great. Anyway, when you started
to bleed a few weeks ago, he was ordered to
refrain from having sex with her
husband for six weeks. A Pietrov it seemed that
It would be very useful to his double of you.
- How did they find all that ... -Billie
sat in his seat, bleeding ... the
prohibition of sex during
... six weeks?
-No I have the faintest idea.But the KGB
learned. Now they have heard of otherwise. The
bleeding ceased. Have you ever been declared
fully healed. The doctor says that you and your
husband, ie the double and her husband may resume
intercourse within five days.

-T he five-day Billie said, nodding.

I understand. Now my dual need to know how
my husband and how I am in ... in bed?
-L or you guess.
Billie smiled briefly to himself, but
when he raised his eyes to look at Razin, was serious.
Ord-S Razin, I'm sure you know, I have
intention to discuss this matter in any way. No
I intend to help his acting.
"No I can fault," said Razin in tone
understanding.
-M and glad you understand.It may be
a liberated woman, but not to that extent. I think
Certain things belong to privacy.
-E stoy agree with you.But that to me
poses a problem. I've gotten is Pietrov
leave here, I have prevented it causes you
damage, insisting that maybe I would get his
collaboration, appealing to their reason. Now I have to
Pietrov to show that my method is best. Available
I go to him empty-handed, you may repeat
interrogation. For your own safety, I have to give
something, anything, any crumb. If I do, I
I will have shown that my method is better than yours.
- What do you want from me? She asked,
staring.
-O h, anything, anything ... by small
whatever ... while it is true.

Billie studied the response. It was clear that what

I was telling this man was sincere. If I could
demonstrate that his method was more effective, this
Pietrov would keep away from her. And yet,
he hated having to talk with strangers
about the sexual behavior of Andrew ... some
strangers who were also criminals. That
man beside him, in spite of being one of them,
had at least some sense of decency.
It was also half American. The election was a
disgust, but it was a choice. He chose instead Razin
Pietrov.
-B ueno "she said hesitantly, that's ... that's
very embarrassing ... you know?
-N or want to hear anything that could cause you
embarrassment-he quickly said, "I just bite
Pietrov to stay quiet.
-B ueno ... my husband ... I guess I can say
that ... my husband ... does not like relationships
sex ... normal.
It was. A tip for those bastards. That
reassure them. And maybe save it.
Razin show seemed pleased. He leaned
forward to give you a pat on the hand.
Greetings,I understand how difficult it was for

you. But it is enough. No need to say anything

more. This will help us both.
And o. .. I thank you ... his interest in me.

-H plowed everything I can for you, Mrs. Bradford

"Said he, rising. You can trust me.
Good morning.

6
Air Force One took off from the base
air the Andrews in Maryland for two hours and
Now giant four-engine jet
was flying over the Atlantic at its highest point,
contact with the fuselage of aluminum and steel to the
city of London and the summit conference.
In one corner of the spacious conference room
the presidential suite of ten meters long, Guy
Parker and first lady were reclining on
a blue chair, facing each other with the
tape recorder portable Parker on the table that
had between them. Parker leaned forward to
see whether to replace the cassette, but observed
through the digital counter that there was still enough
tape. Satisfied, he leaned back in his chair and
focused on the task of getting Billie Bradford
new material with a view to the autobiography.
-B ueno, "he said, I think we have everything we
We need about their courtship and marriage to
president. Now I would like to address the issue of
marriage. However, before discussing the points
foremost I would like to know more about
personal relationships with her husband until now. Me
mean little intimate details that nobody knows.
What they from which rise until
lie. Do not leave anything out. Stick to tell me
everything
I can with the utmost frankness possible. Then they
can you correct, of course, when I show you the
first draft. But for now, be honest
me, Billie. I repeat, all the little details
intimate ...
At that moment, Parker saw the look of your
face and stopped mid-sentence. Billie was
terrified.
G uy, are you crazy? "She said.It should
you know. Under no circumstances feed comment
any intimate details about Andrew and myself.
Forget it. I felt like that was already
clarified from the outset.
"B ut you once ... "Began Parker
puzzled.
"No," she said briskly.Forget it.
"Billie, I would not ...
"Please do not argue with me, Vera took a
cigarette from the pack that was on the table. Will
better that we move to something else.
Perplexed, Parker approached him lighter cigarette
and finally turned to recline in his seat.
-M u and well, anything.The personality of their

husband, as you see it.

"S and refers you to his humor and others?
"Her humor, her temperament, all that is
occurs.
-Dj eme think ... She said, breathing out the smoke.
He began to remember things about her husband.
Things
flattering and, in general, puerile. Parker was
listening to half while the tape was still spinning.
'T all very boring, he thought.Generally,
Billie used to be more brilliant and insightful. Vera
spoke for ten minutes while he waited
patiently for him to say something to give him standing
to
lead it back to the point of which was diverted.
-E so it is very interesting, "said Parker,
interrupting, so that the president is so
film fan.
"B efore frequented much the environment
film, right?
-T enia friendship with some of those people.
"Even I understand he was dating an actress,
movie star when she began to
woo to you ... And then, if I recall correctly, the
you took to a party and the star was there and you
two had occasion to meet ...
-N or so, Guy.He had been dating
this actress, but she and I ... no, never
we met.
-M and seemed to have heard ...

"No matter what you have heard, ever

we met, "the first lady in the chair was removed
and stood, stretching. We talked
enough for now, "he said. He pointed out the
bedroom with two single beds. I will
stretch a little. We'd better all be
rested with a view to London. Thanks, Guy.
Parker quickly turned off the tape, it
picked up and moved toward the door.
-T Rataro to find a little time to
us in London, "she said behind her.
-S and I appreciate very much.
Once out of the presidential suite, Parker left
the front of the unit, crossed the
compartment in which they were accommodated
the four officers of the security service, the four
security guards and the Airforce
Navy nurse and entered the spacious
compartment to the White House staff.
Across the photocopier, Parker noted that a
of the two electric typewriters was free.
Considered the possibility of using it to make some
notes, but then thought better. He
too many things in my head.
She looks around. Almost all comfortable seating
were occupied by staff members
were reading or dozing. The chairs are
were located opposite each other, separated

by tables, and in a couple of them were

off presidential adviser Wayne Gibbs and the head
Fred Willis protocol, engrossed in a game of
cards. Beyond Judson was Nora, doing some
quick notes on a notebook resting on
table. The chair was empty before him. Parker
thought of the possibility of occupying it. Needed
blow off steam with someone from the East Wing.
Maybe Nora
was the best choice taking into account how much
used to avoid and what little communication they used
displayed in their presence, but was not offered any
alternative. In addition, we enjoy watching the
bust.
Parker sat in the chair across from Nora. She
raised his head and continued to write.
- Do you mind if I smoke? I ask him.
"We're in a free country," she said while
writing.
Parker took out of pocket for expensive pipe, filled it
snuff and applied a match that had taken a
matchbook that mirrored the presidential seal
one side and a picture of Air Force One in the
another. Sat listening to the hum of
turbofan engines of the equipment, revising its
meeting with Billie, and as he did, he warned that he
frowning.
He thought of the possibility of opening talks with
the iceberg in front of him and had to reject this

idea when she lifted her head and looked at him.

- What is it? "She said.I do not see very
glad. Has anything happened?
Nora's interest stimulated.
"I am baffled," he said. Your Billie is very
disconcerting.
Nora set down the pen and sat back,
joining the fingertips of both hands.
"Now what?
"I just had a meeting with her. I wanted to try
the subject of his personal life with the president.
Anyone would have thought he had insulted. No
wanted to comment on it. Not a word. Not a single
detail. And yet, listen carefully, Nora, when
we began our conversations the past two months, a
of the first things I said was that he would agree to
comment freely me his private life and
president, provided he could review what I
write. I promised to get as far as you
possible to give interest to the book so
both more human. That makes two
months. Now, half an hour ago, tells me not to mention
the wig, who never would dream of commenting on his
life
staff. And I said that I would have had
understand-Parker took his pipe from his mouth.
Does not it seem a little odd?
Nora shrugged her shoulders slightly.
- What's so unusual? Two months may have
changed his mind.
"B ut, how so radically?And acting
as if we had never discussed
above? I do not understand seeing Nora
paying attention, Parker decided to continue talking
and
leaned against a table. Another thing. Maybe you me
to explain. At first when we started our
discussions and were from one topic to another,
I told Billie that in the course of my
research, had read somewhere that when
began to court her, was dating Andrew Bradford
with a famous actress. Then he began
also dating Billie. Billie accompanied a dinner
and there coincided with the actress. A very
embarrassing. I asked Billie if it was true and in that
if so, whether agree to talk about these things. She
started
laughed and said yes, that had happened and that was
one thing
very gracious of which I speak when
us to this point in the book. Very good and now in
the presidential suite at the time that I found
appropriate, I have brought the incident to snack and
she has
been very sullen. He insisted that he had never
coincided with that actress at a party that never
had known, and has taken to settle the matter-is
put a match to his pipe. I tell you, Nora, I do not know
think of all because the contradiction is
evident.
-T iene you recorded these alleged statements

contradictory? Nora asked, looking at him

curiosity.
"No exactly.Today it's the I-told
Parker, tapping the tape. But the
first, no. At first, we recorded the
conversations. We just talk,
groping at each other.
-C nderstanding.That is, you trust only
in his memory.
-No I am an old fool, Nora, "he said in a tone
annoying.
-No, but he is human.All we get confused
sometimes.
"And whether or not I'm confused.She has committed a
tremendous contradiction. And while we're at it,
let me tell you something else. Since returning
Moscow, like another person as I'm concerned.
Our meetings used to be enjoyable. She
showed gracious, cheerful and intelligent. Now ... is
boring ... and soda. No one would say that is the same
person.
I do not know, the Billie that I knew was different.
After going
to Moscow a few days and now it seems another Billie.
-V owners, is just tired, that is all.
Note the tute that has given the president. It is made
dust.
"No," said Parker, beginning to shake his head,
is more than that, Nora. It is as if someone had
subjected to brainwashing during their stay in

Moscow. I could cite at least half a dozen

examples of odd behavior that has been
observed recently ...
-N or upset, "said Nora Guy,
interrupting him.I do not want to hear more because all
that
is sheer stupidity. I like you for many
concepts, Guy, but when it starts to show
suspicious, eccentric and obsessive can be heavy.
I suggest you throw all these intricacies before
we land in London. Stick to reality and its
work and save the rest of his fantasies for a
novel. I promise to buy it. That, however,
not acknowledge. And now excuse me, I have to go to
the room
bathing.
The evening was his official welcome to Great
Britain, the reception followed by a dinner hosted by
Minister Dudley Heaton and his wife Penelope in
honor
Prime Minister of the USSR, Kirechenko Dimitri, and
President of the United States, Andrew Bradford,
and their wives.
It would be also one of the evenings
exciting times of your life, thought Vera, in the absence
state it as deeply concerned. The idea of
In three nights would have to maintain
sex-or anything else that he
would-president obsessed with Vera. Unless

be to receive news of their KGB contacts

the next seventy-two hours, would be involved in
serious difficulties. The fear of the unknown tortured
Vera and destroyed any prospect of pleasure.
When night had landed in the
Northold airport would have had to feel
overcome with emotion. I've never been in
London, unlike Billie Bradford, but Alex
had prepared meticulously for the visit. It was a
experience had been waiting to
enthusiasm during their entire
training. However, despite all the pomp
and ceremony that had surrounded the terminal
flooded with light, the anguish he had been treading the
heels.
Accommodated in one of the shining rollsroyce
who had been sent to the airport, tried to
excited and curious display along the
fifteen miles that separated the airport
London's West End, but inside was
thinking. When his Rolls headed and Brook Street
stopped at the revolving door of the discreet and
majestic
Hotel Claridges, strove to show concern. In the
richly carpeted lobby, surrounded by her
Secret Service agents officers and
British security could only take a fleeting glance
to the ground floor. To his left, the small counter
the concierge and beyond, a sort of counter to

the keys and the other side, a single and elegant lift;
directly opposite, a spacious lounge with a
orchestra and people drinking and uniformed waiters
trousers to the knee and to his right, the area of
waiting in the lobby along with a wide staircase.
The hotel manager, dressed in tails, had
accompanied the president and his wife from the
ground
to the first level, up the carpeted
steps. Now he pointed to the left.
-Com o course, you have the Real-I
had told the president.
In the entrance hall the spacious suite, the
director had been interested in showing the
dependencies. Despite how tired I was, Vera
followed. The entrance hall gave access to dining,
located across the street, and the lounge, located on the
right.
They entered the room. The director patted
on the surface of the oval table.
-R Egencia "he said.There are eight chairs. We can
bring more, if they wish, 'said a door color
Double sheet brown with golden handles had
behind her. It leads to a spacious suite adjoining
with three bedrooms and two lounges. The
transformed into offices before his arrival, Mr.
president. When you have time to
inspection, you will find a small foyer that
leads to a room that has been divided into a whole
series of small offices, including one for its

personal secretary. This leads to another room that

have become his private office. As is
Naturally, the suite bedrooms have been transformed
also in offices. Now if you want to follow them
show their personal quarters.
Another double doors and on the other side and
gave open access to the hall of the Royal Suite. Vera
could
note that was magnificent. At his feet, a soft
green carpet. Above his head, a roof
Wedgewood with a single white crystal chandelier.
He examined the room. Chairs, one red and one green.
A
curved green sofa, protecting an old grand piano
brown, "property in times of D'Amour
Street, producer of the works of Gilbert and Sullivan
and
Savoy leader of our group ", had explained
the director. Some windows that reached to the floor
illuminated the room. Vera's eyes followed
around the room full of flowers, stopped
in a Victorian desk upon which were two
phones and moved into a fireplace white
topped by a mirror. The director was opening a
brown door next to the fireplace.
-S i make for the bedroom.
Vera advanced to president, seized by anguish.
Two twin beds next to one another, each of
which has its own table and lamp, two phones
gray on one of the tables and one in the other. The
foot rails of the reed beds were. The

room was pleasant, with its roof and its

shell green walls. A confidant. A
funny toilet with two white lights and a triple
mirror. On the table was a tray with a bucket of
ice, champagne and glasses. The president sat in a
bed to test and was pleased. Vera tried
smiling.
In front, a spacious bathroom. All
marble and more marble. In a hole next to the toilet,
a bidet. In a hollow located on the other side, a graceful
bathtub inlaid with ornaments. In between, a sink
two batteries. Vera came to the conclusion that the
Emperor Tiberius would have felt at home there.
-E spero everything is to your taste "he had said the
director, getting ready to retire.
-P recioso had said Vera.Thank you very much.
He had said seriously, but all that
beauty does not succeed in alleviating the anxiety that
the
dominated inside.
Upon retirement, the director had approached the
president.
-L and I remember that his party will occupy the
remainder of the
first floor.
Then the president had wanted to see her
personal office after it had charged
Vera's mission to inspect all first floor
to check that everything had been adequately
ready and that all members of the entourage

were properly installed. At midnight, with the help

Sarah, Vera had broken luggage, and soon
after finishing, she had slept with the
president, filled with great anxiety. That had been
yesterday.
While the president dispatched his aides,
Vera had spent most of the day to visit places
London attractions, along with their hosts
British. It was assumed that many of those things-the
British Museum, Westminster Abbey, a brief
pause in front of the Dorchester Hotel (which housed
the
Soviet delegation), the Tower of London, "I was
Billie Bradford known thanks to his visit
made in his student days and subsequent
residence as the relations representative
public. Vera was forced to simulate a
feeling of nostalgia. But all that was
for her novel and made him forget the
dark thoughts of his brain.
While Sarah was helping her to dress in
bedroom for the gala dinner, Vera thought that the
cozy twin beds would be his Waterloo and
then turned to grab her anguish. Little
then in the formal Humber, sitting between the
Chairman and Secretary of State for
Foreign and Commonwealth Office, the neat and
talkative
Right Hon Ian Enslow, had sought to provide
attention to the historical places that I was Enslow

identifying and describing.

Now the car turned and opened up before them a
broad overview of Whitehall Street.
E-aced to the left, corner, the building
three-story brown with black metal front gate
the
entrance to the museum is the banquet-house was
Enslow said. We turn to the Horse Guards
Avenue. For large social events
uses a very inconspicuous side entrance. The
enclosure of the rear of the building is used as
parking for trucks and suppliers ..,
curiously, the Banqueting House has no kitchen.
But the food, I promise, will be first quality
"He was in at the Horse Guards Avenue
when Enslow said: - Good heavens, how many people!
All London and Fleet Street all must be
awaiting the main attraction here: you, sir
president, and his lovely first lady.
They had stopped at the corridor formed by two
rows of the Metropolitan Police Force which arrived
entrance. The vast crowd of
spectators, held back by a second row of
Police pushed to look better
international figures. First Secretary
Britain had declined the car and were
Vera helping out. A dozen photographers,
holding the camera above the heads of
Police officers were pointing toward Vera.
It opened the mink coat for supplicants
photographers could photograph lam suit
gold. Andrew Bradford left the vehicle,
briefly remained standing beside his wife
photographers to do their job and later
Enslow both followed to the entrance of the House of
Banquets of the seventeenth century.
Having crossed the little green door
adorned with floral, Vera was found in a
lobby next to a bronze bust of James I.
While the men took off their coats and Vera
gave her a mink coat in charge of
cloakroom, Enslow said the broad steps of
stone leading to the room above the house.
Began to rise, reaching between Vera
men.
- Have you ever been here? "I was wondering
Enslow. A pretty impressive barn.
Henry VIII had him build for Anne Boleyn.
Built and rebuilt many times. Nevertheless,
Banquet Hall core Inigo Jones created it all
a genius, to James I. I do not think that gives them time
to
visit carefully, but if they do, do not miss
Rubens paints the ceiling. Nine panels
total, commissioned by King Charles when Rubens
was here in London on a diplomatic mission. All
room, thirty-five feet long, has been

newly painted and refurbished with a view to the happy

tonight's event. We're on the landing.
The prime minister is waiting and Prime Minister
Bolshevik already here.
Caught between the British security official
who had formed a front wedge and players
Security Service of the United States that the
protected in the back, Vera tried to keep the
calm and poise as they crossed the high threshold for
enter the lounge area which was Stuart
isolated from the banquet hall itself with the
to serve as a reception room. Vera passed
between the giant white columns on either side,
heard the music he was playing the orchestra
from the gallery above and suddenly she was
surrounded
people.
The host and hostess, Prime Minister
Heaton, a smile on his round and tasteless
face, and his elegant wife, who beat him in stature
by a head, were waiting. Vera recalled that
I had met last summer at a reception
which was held in his honor in the gardens of the
White House. He tried to remember the instructions for
Alex.
Heaton was a former pupil of Harrow, Balliol College,
Tory,
Carlton Club, sherry, the Times said. I shook his hand
and
Heaton whispered how much he had
delighted that outdoor party and how pleased
he was to receive here in London.

The hall was packed with guests and the level of

decibels was for three hundred parrots.
Compressing in his hand the bag adorned with
accounts and taking the arm to the president, Vera
opened
through the crowd of guests in evening dress,
Guided by Enslow. Every few steps, there
presentations, and the corners of the lips and
cheeks ached from smiling and simulate both
interest and attention. The presentation was more
important
one in which most amused, ie the
for the prime minister and his Kirechenko
wife Ludmila. Vera noted that the Prime Minister
Soviet tonight did not offer a very
proletarian. His long face aristocratic, his glasses
crystals without lip, his neat pointed beard and his
frac gave him rather the appearance of a
wealthy tsarist minister. His voluminous consort
wrapped in a horrible dress of silk organza,
seemed to be fatter than usual. Vera had
be recalled that in her role as First Lady Billie
Bradford, had never had occasion to salute the
Kirechenko Prime Minister and, instead, had
met during the International Meeting Ludmila
Women held in Moscow. He noted that the
president and prime minister began to talk
immediately. She and Ludmila had little
Ludmila said that because he knew only a few
English words and Billie Bradford did not speak
Russian.

A stocky guy with a potato nose,

wearing a dark blue suit, stood beside
Ludmila and she introduced him in Russian, laughing.
In his
role of Billie, Vera shrugged as if not
understood, but, as Vera, the presentation
told that the man in question was Yankovich, one of
personal bodyguards, undoubtedly belonging
to the KGB.
Soon, Vera and President continued
moving through the crowd of guests. Most
part of the presentations were brief and only
briefly recalled. One of them made an impression.
Vera was presented to Mwami Kibangu president
the African nation of Boende. Through data
Moscow had given him, I knew that this was a
simple capitalist tool. But the small and
black rested proved a smart man, ready
and likeable. Vera could not help that he liked.
As she prepared to leave, he said, winking:
-At hour Nwapa I know ... Where is it?
Both Kibangu as Bradford laughed and
Bradford threw his arm and said quietly:
-S sss officially Nwapa there ... even
the real reason for this dinner.
Shortly afterwards, the president turned away to greet
a British cabinet minister and Vera found
alone among the people. He accepted the glass of white
wine that you
offered a waiter and later went to a table
to take a bit of caviar. As she did,
observed from the corner of eye Ludmila Kirechenko
was alone and had gone to a distant
corner of the room to sit in a confident,
probably because they hurt my feet. Vera
realized that this was a rare opportunity.
Apparently, he had failed to convince the KGB that
ignorance regarding sex life
President and Billie was endangering the entire
project. Now I had the opportunity to bypass the
KGB chief and go directly to the rulers of
the nation. A word distraught Mrs
Allow Kirechenko case came
immediately known to the prime minister,
which, in turn, urge the Pietrov to help with
emergency or abandoned the project. Yes, he said to
himself
same, that was what I had to do.
She left the table and opened the antipasto
way through the guests in order to approach the
person who could save her. He sat on the informant to
Mrs. Kirechenko side that, in principle, be
after he was surprised and pleased. Vera looked
around to make sure they were alone. The
were, at least for now.
Vera's wife leaned toward the prime minister.
"I need his help," he said in a whisper. By
Please tell your husband ... I ...
Broke off what he was saying. Recalled

Mrs. Kirechenko barely understood a word

English. Quickly, Vera began to speak in Russian,
for explaining to the wife of Prime Minister's
predicament in which he found himself.
Before he could utter two sentences, the
Kirechenko lady leaned toward her, his expression
troubled and interrupted.
-N or speak Russian, "he warned.You do not
understand
Russian. It's dangerous.
The wife of prime minister rose
suddenly, Vera left and disappeared into the
crowd of guests.
Vera was alone. The lady had Kirechenko
right, of course. People who were in a
Things were desperate predicament. Vera felt
abandoned and began to feel sorry for herself.
Then he realized that someone was of
standing behind the confident, the KGB bodyguard
Yankovich that there should be placed in protective
gesture
when the two ladies had begun to talk. Him
addressed a foolish smile, but he turned his back
and began to follow the prime minister's wife.
Vera noted that the guests were running
to the entrance of the banquet hall. She saw her
husband
with Kibangu, beckoning him to come closer. It
hurried to meet them. Positioning himself between his
Kibangu wife and the president walked towards the
door
Double sheet.

Quietly, Bradford told Vera:

"Quite a spectacle of the first lady
Soviet and U.S. first lady seated
together in the confidant. What were you talking
about?
-No I have not the faintest idea, "said Vera.Was
useless. He knows so little English as I Russian. Either
knows what he would say.
-S upongo longer will we learn later, "said
the president, smiling. He lowered his voice.
We have some players in this room and I am sure
they also have them. Therein lies the game.
Vera felt overcome by emotion while
flanked the entrance to the banquet hall.
- You mean we have an agent here?
"Soviet H acindose pass?"Working for
us? Oh, Andrew, I can not believe you.
Speaking softly, still smiling, he said:
"Look over your shoulder. Russian Hair
smooth and big nose. Whoever is talking to the wife
the prime minister. Do you see?
Vera looked over his shoulder. He saw Yankovich
directing a final word to Mrs.
Kirechenko.
- Did you mean ... Soviet bodyguard?
"Only not so," murmured Bradford. The M16
British placed him for years. But now let us forget
that. Let's eat.
Vera was enveloped by a wave of horror.

He had spoken to Mrs. Kirechenko into Russian. She

"The first lady of the United States not
spoke Russian, had spoken in Russian without
realizing
that a British agent had approached from behind
and might have heard his words. What a senseless
had been, what incredible error had just committed.
If the British report Yankovich,
would be lost. The error could be fatal.
He looked back over his shoulder. Yankovich is
was saying goodbye to Mrs. Kirechenko.
"And we heard him say to her husband.
The president had set aside a chair. He sat
trembling and trying to think of some means of
save this dangerous situation. Prime Minister
Heaton was at his left, giving
instructions to a wine steward. To his right,
President had initiated a conversation with
Kibangu. Ignoring the salmon cream
Scotsman who had served, he realized that would
to act immediately to avert disaster.
With the greatest discretion possible, pushed the chair
Vera
back, moved gently up and up
few inches of the hem of his golden suit was
hurried to the reception room. With the
Except for a few stragglers who were
preparing to enter the banquet hall, living room
was empty. He saw the left Yankovich,
heading toward the landing and the stairs.
Terribly upset, he sought someone who could
save. Vera ran his eye row
unknown and saw Pietrov aide, Colonel
Zhuk KGB.
He tried to remain calm as he approached
he.Their eyes met. She made a slight
signal, inviting him to follow her and headed
the door to the landing. He realized that the
Zhuk colonel had departed from the row and were
following. On reaching the door, Colonel Zhuk is
advanced gallantly to open it.
Vera knew it had to be a casual conversation
and distant. She was the first lady of the States
He United States and a leader of Soviet security service
who barely knew.
"T hank said softly.That is down
the ladder and was preparing to vacate the building ...
- Yankovich?
"A British agent," Vera said with a smile.
I've heard in Russian with Mrs. Kirechenko.
- British Agent?Are you sure?
"I have said the president.
Zhuk Colonel smiled back, but looked
cruelly.
-R egress inside.Do not worry. I'll see
the case ... if it is not too late.
As he turned, noted that Colonel
Zhuk hurried down the stairs.

The orchestra in the banquet hall was over

interpreting a composition when she returned to her
seat, feeling observed. As soon as she
was seated, the prime minister Heaton, who
had been listening to the translation an interpreter
made him the words of Mrs. Kirechenko,
sitting on her other side, nodded and stood up
to make a toast. Vera turned her head. Her husband
was watching with a frown.
Later not remember what had happened to
below.
The dinner-hours following your borscht, your
cold loin of lamb, conversation, music,
passed confusedly. He reacted to everything as
an automaton. The fatal mistake he had made, the
reproaches that she herself was doing, crossed
incessantly by your imagination. All this was
now its greatest fear and immediacy of the
possibility of being discovered had erased the fear
that inspired sex. For
sex still missing three nights. In
Instead, what of Yankovich was happening now, this
night.
The banquet seemed to drag on.
Vera just paying attention.
In the end, just before one o'clock,
could find himself back in the privacy of the
Claridges Hotel suite. As soon as they were

alone in the bedroom and even before Vera

could remove the mink, the president
spoke to her.
- What the hell you were meant? "Shouted the
president. His handsome face was distorted
by anger. Vera had heard of his occasional
fits of temper. She had been informed.
But none had seen and he was taken by
surprise.
And o. .. I do not know what you mean.
"You know what I mean," the
president, taking his bow tie.
Planted leaving just when they are
began the feast. Simply disappeared. Never
You did such a thing. It was a terrible
displays of bad manners. That is not done, both
less with the British.
-N or could not help it, Andrew, "she said
stammered. He ... I had to go to the toilet.
You had gone to the bathroom before leaving here.
"It was not that," she said, trying to recapture the
aplomb. Suddenly I found wrong and I
felt nauseated. I had to recover. I guess
have been due to excessive agitation.
-H Ubiera could get by, "he said, taking off
jacket.
Vera noted that the president had calmed down and
I was thinking about something else.

-L or'm really sorry, "Andrew said in a tone

sorry.
"No worry," he said.I thought
must tell you, "he added as if speaking to himself
while trying to remove the buttons of his shirt.
-D eja me help, "she said.
But he had already won the shirt unbuttoned
and remove it.
-P TTORNEY rest, "he said laconically.
He put the shirt on a chair, stripped to the waist,
walked to the bathroom and shut the door.
Vera took off the jewelry and began to undress.
It would have to tread very carefully in all that
did, she cautioned herself. He was very nervous
and concerned about the summit. Probably already
have formed an opinion and Kirechenko knew
the conference would be very hard. However, their
concern did not reach the end of inducing him to
ignore any unusual behavior by
from his wife or not making this
behavior as a pretext to vent their
tension.
If that mood continues,
almost impossible to comment quietly
them the plans of the U.S. delegation.
Almost impossible, but for the advantage that it
available. The resumption of sexual relations
within three nights. It was possible that

I got it, but also risked

lost. Tonight they had too
nervous. The fact that he dared to express his
Fears of the wife of the prime minister had been a
recklessness. It had been a naive by failing course
that the reception would be infiltrated by double
agents.
There was unnecessarily stretched neck and ax
could fall at any moment. He thought about
this paradox might lose his head ... because
had lost his mind.
She was wearing her nightgown. He went to the salon,
trying to calm down to sleep. When
returned to the bedroom, Andrew still was not there.
The
bathroom door remained closed. He wondered if
should wait. In fact, he did not want to continue
talking to him tonight, given their poor
mood.
He swallowed his usual sleeping pill with Billie
some water and lay down.
He could not immediately reconcile the dream, such
as he had expected. Vera remained outstretched during
ten minutes, trying not to think. When he heard
open the door of the bathroom, closed his eyes and
pretended to be asleep. The lights went out and listened
the creaking of her bed.
He realized that should have been sleepy because
He half woke up because of the insistent ringing
President of the phone.

Andrew awoke, sat up in the

bed, lit the light and reached for the
phone.
- YesYes indeed he heard. Who? ... "Heaton
at this time? Okay, wait, I'm coming.
She hung up the phone, got out of bed and was
putting the blue silk robe as she watched her
woman was awake.
T-Prime Minister Heaton, "he explained.I
go to my office. Want to talk through
scrambler telephone. Still asleep.
Wide awake, she saw him leave
bedroom, heard him open the door leading to the
adjoining suite, divided into a number of small
offices to serve him as a temporary office. Him
heard the night shift manager of
service signals. Then there was silence.
Vera stood motionless, eyes open. The
Blair calling the president of the
U.S. three-fifteen in the morning.
What was happening? Vera did not want to venture
make any conjecture.
Eight minutes later, Andrew Bradford returned
and took off her robe.
- Is something wrong, Andrew? She asked.
"Pretty bad," he said enigmatically
while surrounded the bed, sat on it and rubbed
arms.
-O ur best agent in the Russian delegation ...
just found ... dead.
- Dead!
"Scotland Yard has fish in the Thames ago
half an hour ... multiple stab wounds ...
stabbed to death.
-Q horrible hat.Was it a robbery?
"I doubt it. They have not touched the money. It
appears
it is a political assassination.
- "One of our agents?
-British, but one of us, yes. The
British recruited him in Moscow for years. He came
here
with the Soviet delegation as one of the
bodyguard assigned to Mrs. Kirechenko.
Was at the party tonight. Do not you indicated? No
I agree. A man surnamed shook Yankovich
head. A serious loss. The summit begins
with good auspices to say.
He turned off the lamp and crept under the blanket.
I do not know who will be betrayed, "he added in the
darkness. Yawned. Finally, it is better that we try
sleep. Good evening, Billie.
-B ood night, sweetheart.
Until several minutes later when he heard
snoring, Vera did not dare to think about what had
occurred.
Violence made her shudder.
He lay beside her head and sank deep

in the feather pillow.

She felt dazed with relief. He was safe, so
least the next three days. So this seemed
less threatening now. The KGB had protected,
such as Alex had promised he would do.
Would you protect it.
Although the president and first lady and
many of the main collaborators were
London, Isobel had had a day Raines
unusually busy in the White House. Al
the doctor had gone Rex Cummings
an endless stream of White House staff
with all sorts of minor ailments and pains, and in
As the only nurse at the clinic, Isobel is
had been forced to work overtime.
Now, as his BMW plowed the driveway of
his home in Bethesda, noted that it had very little
time. He was summoned to dinner with his two best
friends at a Georgetown restaurant and did not want
late. She loved those monthly dinners,
cups and gossip, comments about the
life and future. I did not want to miss a thing. If there
was
hurry, I assumed that it could still take a bath before
dress for dinner.
Isobel introduced the car in the garage, powered
parking brake and shut the ignition. While extended

hand toward the door, his eye caught something in the

rearview mirror, apart from his shaggy red hair. Al
tuck the road, he observed a Ford with two
indescribable men inside, parked in the
other pavement outside his house. He had not paid any
attention to vehicle occupants, assuming that
someone would be waiting at the house of the street
opposite.
But he was wrong. The mirror told
that the two men or, at least one of them, the
waiting for her.
One of them had fallen from Ford, had
crossed the street and was walking up your driveway.
Was a
portly, mustachioed man with eyes protected
by dark glasses, and so she could see, was
a stranger. As the man approached and
image in the mirror was widening, he wondered if
would be a robbery. Not likely. It was still daylight. He
fixed
eyes in the mirror with fascination. It seemed like a
familiar face and suddenly recognized him.
- Shit! He exclaimed.
He went to open the car door to escape,
but he had already entered the garage and opened the
door on the other side.
-S eorita Raines shouted, "I suggest you
blow your stay sitting. Need to maintain a
little conversation with you. Inside the car was
is more comfortable.

Ow-no, "she said with one foot off the

vehicle.Hurry. Leave me alone.
He sat quietly in the other seat.
"I need just a few minutes," he said.
"No, I'm ...
"Ms. Raines said the man with a
excessive calm, stay where you are.
Isobel, was half in and half out of
vehicle. He thought it not convenient escape. It would
be useless.
He would have to face sooner or later
early. He went back into the vehicle and closed the
door.
-M uy well, now what? He asked in a tone
irritably. Last time I vowed never to ...
-L or regret, he said, interrupting her.I feel
having to visit her, but necessary. I have been
order to obtain certain information from you. When
does, I'll leave you and not harm. Him
I promise that I will not bother her.
-E so already told me on another occasion.Who
hell are you?
-No matter who Grishin said.What to
you have to care about is what I know.
Isobel was perfectly aware of what they
knew. His former Detroit connection with Da Costa.
His
current situation in the White House. His occasional
rolling around with President Bradford. His two
previous submissions to blackmail.

It concluded that, regardless of

whatever happened, it could not continue. There
guessed from the start, representing a
foreign country. She could not imagine what ... or
perhaps they did.
Know the purpose of all these visits. Of
One thing was certain. I could not keep betraying the
president.
"So we have come to submit to blackmail
-D ijo.
-Sun or seek their collaboration, "he said.
"Well, well, I do not want to continue collaborating. I
sick of it all. Will never end. I see
I will never leave you alone. Therefore, better
will: once we have finished. Go ahead and
disclosure. all they want about my past. What
is the worst that can happen to me? Lose jobs.
There will be other jobs somewhere. But again I
I will free you. 'll Go to the FBI and tell you about
you ...
-E so it would be inadvisable, Miss Raines-in
voice of the man was warned almost a tinge
of regret. It would be detrimental to his health-he
pause. As for what to be forced to disclose their
history, we would not do it. We do not want
destroy it. Please think. I promise, and this time
I mean, do not return. Answer a
simple question and everything is finished.
She hesitated. The man seemed sincere. Perhaps
was serious. If you grant the request, perhaps not
trouble again. She thought. It depended on what
wanted to know about it. I see.
-L to question, "he said, what is?
"It's about ... The man was trying to find
a phrase to express "about morals
sex of the president.
The anger of Isobel broke the surface.
"But do not get tired of asking always
same? God and is the third time.
-W e have to know something more.
"I also have to know that I tell him.
Ments do not fall within the purview of anyone. In any
case, it can not be explained.
-P ermtame to facilitate the work, Miss Raines
-D ijo it quickly.Let me put it another
way. Someone told us, we learned through
other source that the president does not like ... good,
with
Quite frankly, that the president does not like
normal sexual relations.
Isobel could not believe what I was hearing.
Suddenly burst into laughter. He kept laughing.
Try to control.
- Who ... Who told you that?
"No matter. What's so funny?
Isobel had pulled a Kleenex from her purse and was
wiping his eyes.
-T iene grace, that is all.Because it is false.

- False?
"Completely false. Because it is absolutely
normal. Got it? Normal.
- You mean ...?
"You know what I mean," she said
regaining composure. Get out of here and now.
Leave me alone.
"T hank you, Miss Raines," he said nodding
head in gentle.
He opened the door and left the vehicle.
She watched them through the rearview mirror.
He waited until he left the car across
the street. Then down the BMW and headed
toward the house.
It would give him time to take a bath.
In the living room of his suite at the Kremlin in
Moscow, Billie
Bradford sat on the couch with her legs
gathered, trying to read an English edition, printed
in Moscow, The Call of the Wild, by Jack London.
Not especially interested in the book, but the latter
served to fill the two hours until the
dinner.
Alerted by the noise of the key in the lock
front door, he saw Alex Razin.
Immediately closed the book, I stepped aside and
lowered
legs. While still calling him yet

as an enemy, it was with a slight uncertainty. Him

liked. It was the only honest person on the other side.
In addition, he wanted human company.
He left the last newspaper on a table
and approached him.
- How are you today, Mrs. Bradford?
"Disappointed and a little boring," she replied
as usual.
"No I can understand.Fancy a drink
me?
-S ince then, "she said.Mine which is
double.
Next to the bar against the wall, as he
preparing a whiskey to Billie and she poured vodka
himself, Alex asked:
- Have you been busy with something?
"In some ways. It's all very depressing.
- How come?
Razin offered Billie a double Scotch while he
took a sip of vodka.
She patted the cushion next to the sofa in
which was accommodated.
-S intese here, "he obliged, and she added:
-E Scucha the story of my misfortunes.
- So bad is it?
"I started with the radio news in
English, "she said, eating at once three centimeters
whiskey. Almost all dedicated to my husband and the
first

Minister Kirechenko, their activities during their

first day of stay in London at the gala dinner
hosted by British Prime Minister, some
policies conjectures about the conference and summit
about Boende, and also the news of
Soviet bodyguards floating in the waters of
Thames, stabbed to death.
-D esgraciadamente, true, "said Razin.
"Not a single word about the first
lady, except for the fact that accompanied the
president at the gala dinner. Then I put the
television news. This time, I was there throughout
my fame. Bright, clutching the arm of
Andrew, in Whitehall, moving into the House of
Banquets-Billie looked at Razin.You know
you think this miserable little liar was
actually wearing my new evening gown Ladbury,
el dorado? I could not believe my eyes. Would
wanted to kill her. And all these people saluting,
cheers, the audience, the press, guards,
members of the British guard, and nobody could guess
nothing. And the less Andrew. I have been a
Part. I can not imagine how he can fix.
Look, Alex ... "He paused. There, I've named Alex.
It will have to call me Billie ... if yos oy
Billie.
"T hank you, Billie.
"Look, I have felt so desperate, so lost.

As if there were. As if no longer a

person. No one anywhere seems to know that I exist.
No one needs me and misses me. Do you surprised
I feel depressed? You have no idea ...
His eyes were moist. She bit her lip
shaking his head in silence.
Moved, Alex instinctively circled
shoulders with his arm, trying to comfort her.
-C nderstanding their feelings, "he said.Withdrew
fast arm. Drink it, "he said.
Both drank without speaking.
He set down the glass and her fingers toyed around
with
the crease of his trousers.
"T here's something I have to argue with you," he said.
His mood made me doubly difficult.
-Ow'm fine, "she said.What is it?
"It's something I should not say, but I think
I have to.
Billie was getting increasingly nervous.
"Tell me.
- Remember the other day when I was forced to
Asked in general terms that such was her husband
as a lover? Do not want to, but you
understood the situation and kindly
help me. I had to repeat to Pietrov what you me
had said. Did you know?
- Yes
Well, I told him to Pietrov what you I had

said. The information was general in nature and in

not really served them for more than one thing. Was a
through to approve his sincerity. Anyway,
immediately the KGB made contact with other
sources in the United States to see if you
had told the truth about her husband. Me
I fear that now think that you were not sincere. As
who have been finding out since then, you lied
concerning her husband.
- That's ridiculous! Exploded Billie.What other
fonts? Who else could know how
involves my husband with me in private? What
another might contradict me? Any other source?
What does this mean?
"No I can tell because I do not know.I am not
obliged to know how does the KGB.
Billie was still thinking about other possible
KGB sources.
-S implements no one who could have
came, he said, speaking more to herself than with
Razin. Unless you have located a woman
with whom Andrew might have had sex before
know me. Or maybe you believe they have found
Andrew someone to make love now that
is married to me, a female secret. I doubt it.
While it may be true. Do not know. But supposing
that there was this woman? It is possible that other
woman
behave differently than it does
me. That does not say anything about us, "
noticed the presence of Razin. Would not you agree?
Are absolute fools.
- What can I say? Razin said, extending
hands. I can only inform you, without their
know, that in his opinion, you are lying and it was
sincere in this regard ... reason may
not be honest in other matters. Today we have
met to talk about it. I heard the
later meeting. I have decided to warn her. Billie's
appreciation enough to reveal everything I know.
I have to warn her. To change course, to
to be honest, you may have provided
punishment.
- Punishment? Billie asked incredulously.
"They can be ruthless.
- Can you explain that?
"I know other cases. Suspects were tied
and are asked incessantly. If they decline to speak,
keeps them without food or water. If they continue
obstinate, are tortured. I regret to say these
things, but ...
- Torture?"In spite of who I am?
"No matter who you are. I can boot
nails, burning the body, beating, whipping,
break his bones, stained and submit it to all
kind of brutality. No limit. They can
anything to give the prisoners a lesson,

to teach him to tell the truth next time.

- Are they going to do that to me? Asked Billie,
terrified.
"She might do it.
"Alex, what can I do?
His question was put on hold while he
up and turned on the radio. Tuned with a
music station that was broadcasting, raised the
volume and returned to her.
- What can you do? He repeated.You can not do
nothing ... and perhaps not trust me. I do not want
be tortured. The appreciation too. In a way,
We are fellow Americans.
-O h, Alex, if it helps me not regret it.
"I decided to take the risk. I will help to flee.
Billie felt overcome by emotion,
spontaneously hugged him, kissed him on the cheek
and gave
thanks. Shaken, Razin her away.
-T iene you understand the risk ... both
we run, "he said grimly. If we apprehend and I
I am mixed, I will be dead man ... and you, you
want to die.
-P or what I am concerned, I do not care, "she said
unhesitatingly. For you is who ...
-N or think about me.I care about you-Razin
He paused. Are you willing to take the risk?
-L or I, I am.
"Okay," he said, rising. I have a plan.

I've developed.
- When? She asked, rising.
"For tomorrow. Rest as much as possible.
Wear clothing that has less appealing. Chock
soled shoes. Be ready tomorrow at this hour.
I'll see you then.
Razin was to leave. At the door, she was
came hurriedly grabbed her by the shoulders and
looked into her eyes.
"Lex, why do it?
He held his gaze.
"Because I said and left abruptly.
The conference call for British newspapers
being held in the reception room of the salon
dance Claridges Hotel, adjacent to the hotel lobby.
Nora Judson had invited twenty-four of the most
known and influential directors, journalists and
Reporters from London and none of them had
declined the invitation. Were accommodated in
curved backed chairs with notebooks
on his knees in front of Billie Bradford, who was
on a platform decorated with flowers. Somewhat
behind
Billie, and also sitting on a chair back
curved, Nora smiled, nodded and took
notes, describing in fact the performance of the first
lady (according to a rating scale of 1 to 10

in which 10 represented the highest perfection)

as she answered each question.
That meeting with representatives of the press
British, which most visitors
considered foreign bitingly sarcastic, had
proven to be as cordial as a gathering of love.
For over two years, British journalists
had been enthusiastic from the first lady of the
United States seen from afar, but now, looking at
his charm, his enthusiasm was
become a pure worship.
The conference was initiated was forty -
five minutes and, according to the scoring system
Nora, Billie had earned a 9 or 10 in each
response he had given. From the observations
Billie initial (creditor in all fairness to 10),
captivating and full of grace - "in reality,
excellent, thought Nora, despite having written it
same-up to Billie's response to last
question, things had gone according to plan.
Fortunately, Billie had been well informed
about the questions they were going to do and, until
now, all had been known in advance. Nora
flipped through the scrapbook and reviewed some of
the questions
which had been made. Had she been Mrs
Bradford at any other time in London? What had
been your impressions of the other times, compared
with
this visit? Does it play any part in it

decisions of the president? Had result

nice to meet with the wife of Prime Minister
Soviet? How planned Mrs. Bradford
spend their free time in London? "Would come by his
own to visit some place of interest? Would you go to
Shopping? What buy?Would you had made
Ladbury all your new wardrobe? What would I wear in
the
reception would be held the next day in the
Soviet Embassy?
Nora was delighted to score Billie.
Their improvised responses were so soft
as silk, but had been simultaneously
animated, colorful, anecdotal, and modest.
Wonderful, wonderful, and within minutes,
Billie would be all over and have done their
mission that day.
Nora looked up from the pad just in time
in which a tall, broad-shouldered, wearing
in a brown suit, stood in the second row and
presented.
-. .. the Observer-was saying.May I
a personal question?
-P lease Billie said Bradford.
"Given his long friendship with her," said
the Observer journalist, I'd like your
Farleigh opinion about Janet.
Nora turned to look at Billie. To his amazement,
Billie smiled as she prepared to

answer.
-L to appreciate it "he was saying Billie.
I think Janet Farleigh as a member of my
family. As you said, ours is a long
friendship. I met her during my first visit to
London when I was teenager. He was very nice
me and showed me many things. I was very
Janet proud when he started writing his novels
for young people and they became popular in the
United
Kingdom. I can never understand why they are
virtually unknown in the United States. Available
I can, I'll change that. In
Anyway, I'm looking forward to seeing Janet.
I hope to next week.
Nora grimaced and closed his eyes.
The unrest spread among the representatives of
press, followed by the sound of voices. Nora opened
and saw that journalists looked at each
others.
A busty British lady of the last row
had risen, posing as journalist
Tatler.
-S ord Bradford went on to say "I'm not
sure I understood. You said that
Janet Farleigh expects to see next week. Know
Mrs. Farleigh you died of cancer last two
weeks, is not it?
He had made the silence in the room. All eyes

Billie were fixed in Bradford. The smile of this

had faded and been replaced
immediately by an expression of pain. Nora
closely. Her eyes twinkled.
-P erdonen as unfortunate phrase, "the
first lady with great aplomb. It happens that I can not
accept the death of Janet. For me it still lives.
Certainly, I was one of the first people
the family reported his death. Al
expecting her to say that .., he meant that he hoped
see the last resting place of ... his grave ... the
week.
He heard a voice from among the representatives
caustic
press:
-N or waste time looking for his grave, Mrs.
Bradford. There are none. What is left of it lies in the
inside an urn in the mantel of the
occupied family housing in St. Jamess Place. Went
incinerated.
-P esu clear, "Billie said firmly.That's what I
meant. I plan to visit the family the week
coming to express my sympathy. Any other
Questions?
As I listened, Nora felt invaded by the
concern. He licked his lips and said that
his upper lip was wet. He looked for a handkerchief
her purse, found it and wiped the sweat. Looked at the
open notebook, scored quickly to questions concerning

Janet Farleigh and after a while, "Freeman

score. The score was 0.
While Billie finished answering the last
question, Nora stood up.
- Thank you, Mrs. Bradford! "He said, raising his
voice. Addressing the representatives of the press,
added: "Thanks to each and every one of you.
As reporters stood, Nora took
Billie's arm and walked her down the hall.
-E nseguida am with you.Let me first
free of them.
Billie waited to enter the elevator and after
approached the main entrance to say goodbye
many of the journalists. The reception room was
emptied
in less than five minutes. Before closing the door,
Nora could hear the words of two journalists
had left behind and were talking
each other.
-H to an awkward moment occurred toward the end,
V RUTH? "Said one.
-E xtrao "said the other.Inexplicable.
Nora slammed the door and leaned against it,
trying to regain balance.
"I nexplicable" he thought."Perhaps," he said.
Having recovered, he left the room, crossed the
lobby, raced up the stairs and into the Suite
Real. She knocked on the door of the bedroom
and entered.

Billie Bradford was seated before the mirror

toilet, hair straightening. Nora saw reflected
in the mirror and asked:
-B ueno, what do you say?What I have done?
-N UNCA was better, "said Nora enthusiastically.
Almost perfect.
-C well.Yes, almost.
"No, in fact, has done very well, if not
by ...
-L or know, "Billie said, raising his hand with the
palm up. The answer about Janet
Farleigh. It's my fault. Not paying attention. Me
had distracted him. Never happen again. But the blame
not entirely mine. The wanted whacking
puzzled by your question.
-H was a very innocent question, Billie.
"You are very naive. None of the questions
was innocent. The representatives of the British press
they're all thugs, some witches. The worst. Already
I have heard of them. Not rearrange anything
it all, Nora. No more press.
"And enough, I promise," said Nora.
Nora got up slowly while Billie was doctored
makeup. I was perplexed. Wanted to say
Billie that this afternoon, no British journalists
had been absolutely no witches nor heartless.
They were kind and courteous. But Nora preferred
silent. It was evident that Billie was upset and

had not admitted to it being contrary. There

indirectly even tried to throw the blame for the
Nora press conference. Billie was improper.
-S i needs me for something ... "She began.
"No," replied Billie. You can go. One thing.
You can cancel my session to Guy. I have spoken
too much for today. I want to make some purchases.
Tell the security service, within
few minutes, I go to Harrods.
Despite having been referred to withdraw, Nora
could not help but contemplate the face of Billie
reflected
the mirror.
His face wore a look of hardness.
Billie's eyes were fixed on the mirror.
- What are you looking at?
"I ... I was just admiring
-C ontest Nora, embarrassed.
After which, he retired.
In the hallway, remembered he had to notify the
Security Service agent standing guard
front door that Mrs. Bradford was going out to
make some purchases. After slowly moved
until the end of the hallway where he was the
single room of Guy Parker. Lost in
thoughts, knocked on the door.
Seconds later, the door opened and appeared Guy
Parker. Her hair was matted and wet, yet
uncombed, after being taken, apparently, a shower.

He was naked from the waist up, with a towel over

shoulders. His demeanor was not unexpected. She
been considered attractive since the day by
first time she had met at the White House. This
was because he had always tried to avoid him.
Parker pretended to be surprised.
"The elusive Miss Universe said.
"With a message to Garcia," she said. I
order to inform the first lady canceled
The meeting I had with you this afternoon. It is free.
- Why?
"Well, it's a long story. But it can wait
Point-to-turn, Nora thought better.
Although perhaps not. Hey, you want to score some
both? How about if invited to a colleague for a drink?
-T time made.
"I hope at the bar, she said.
"The Claridges no bar. But they serve in the
room adjoining the lobby.
"Put your shirt Gase," she said.I hope there.
Fifteen minutes later, was Nora
sitting at a table in a secluded corner of the
Claridges lounge, half listening to the orchestra
Hungarian who had just launched its action when
Guy Parker arrived to join her. Now wearing
tie, striped shirt and a dress that suited her very
well and she realized how much I was glad
him.
-O ne cup ... for a distressed damsel.Geneva
with ice. And that is double, "said Nora.
Parker motioned to a waiter uniform.
Geneva double ice. A J & B scotch on the rocks,
also studied double-Nora. She seems to have been
a ghost, Nora. What happens?
- Who said anything happen?
"You have been described as damsel in distress.
"It was something I said.
"Something happens," he said, turning to examine the
face. Above, when he said that Billie
canceling the meeting, added that it was a long
history. He said also that the story could
expected, but perhaps should not. What story,
Nora?
-D axis as the girl takes first a drink, will you?
He told the waiter who was approaching with two
glasses
a tray. The waiter served them and left. Nora
took the glass with both hands and swallowed gin
as if to thirty-five degrees
temperature in the shade.
He pushed aside the remaining gin, which was not
much as he could see, and his eyes met with the fixed
Parker's eyes.
G uy, "he said, a question.
- Yes
"Tell me why you suspect that ... Well, Billie
Bradford has changed. Why?

-V aya he exclaimed as if surprised.No

believed that interested him.
-T when he did, maybe not.Suddenly, I'm interested.
"If you really want to know ... He began it in
cautious tone.
-L or want.
- Are not you going to break your head?
"Not if what you say is reasonable, with a gesture
impulsive, she brushed her cheek with her fingers. I
will
kind to his head.
-D and agreement.Here goes.
His misgivings, or at least their curiosity,
were awake for the first time to the return of Billie
Moscow, when they were aboard the plane that
brought them to Los Angeles. In the test work
had undertaken on behalf of the Times in Los Angeles,
Billie had claimed to have spoken to a journalist
named Steve Woods. Parker knew that Steve Woods
existed. At lunch in Los Angeles, Billie had to
sit between one of his oldest friends, a certain
Agnes Ingstrup, and President of Women's Clubs
U.S. and Billie had gone to the
president as if it were Agnes Ingstrup. During
lunch, Billie had eaten oysters, which the
Nora itself had said that ever ate. During the
baseball game at Dodger Stadium, Billie,
big fan of baseball, had spent most of the
while listening to a grandfather he explained the game
to

her granddaughter. In his father's house in Malibu,

Billie did not
recalled seeing his nephew a month earlier
and had seen his dog Hamlet writhed against it.
Previously, Billie Parker had assured him
talk about their personal relationships with President
and also tell you a funny incident that
had occurred when he met an actress with whom
Bradford had been dating. And as Nora
knew a few days earlier, during the flight to London,
Billie
had steadfastly refused to discuss the two cases
with Parker.
-C nyone of these facts could explain
as a human weakness, "said Parker," but
taken together, are ... suspects.
What do you think?
-P hink I need another drink, "said Nora.
Also double.
Parker again asked for both.
- Well? "Said Nora. Any reaction to my
story?
- What all this means for you, Guy?
That, in a sense, at least since
returned from Moscow, Billie is not the same.
Parker was waiting for Nora to do some
comment. She did not answer. He pretended to be
listening
music, but his thoughts were occupied by
Billie. Came the glasses, the waiter left and Nora's
began to drink gin.

-A l After half a minute of silence, Nora

shakily perched the glass on the table,
spilling some of its content. Slowly,
using your napkin, Nora had dried gin
spilled. Then he said brusquely:
-J ust a while, Billie has had a press conference
with British journalists.
- How did it go?
"He's been very well until the very end. Someone
An inquiry about the Farleigh Janet ...
- J anet Farleigh?Yes, I remember. His former
friend, the writer of children's stories here
London. The one that died a few weeks ago.
-T he died, "said Nora.Billie not only
I knew he was dead. Billie said he would see to
Janet next week. When a journalist has
Janet remembered that he had died, Billie has left the
predicament, saying he meant that he would
Janet's grave. A cheeky reporter has
said that there was no tomb, that the ashes of
Janet were in an urn on the mantel of the
fireplace in the family home. She has gone
also as has been trouble and the press conference
over.
-M enudo Bug ... Parker said, emitting a
small whistle.
-U n double fault, like my gin, "said Nora,
rushing up the glass and almost completely.

- And what was the reaction of the representatives of

the British press?
-A s I told you, she has graduated from
trouble. The press has accepted. But not me. From
then, is very smart.
-N now, "he said, studying again," why
what reason is that the more disturbed that incidents
that I have been referring?
-No I know.Rather, I know. Not only because it has
happened in my presence but also because the
morning prior to our departure for Moscow in the
White House ... few hours earlier I had told you
that would accompany ... Do you remember ...?
- Yes
-... Received the news of the death of Janet
Farleigh. It truly came down. It was a great
shock and could not possibly forget.
-M mmm.How did you hear of death of Janet?
"O ne letter?"A telegram?
-No it was through regular channels.Ambassador
Britain sent a personal note, delivered to
hand.
-C on a private basis.
"With private and delivered by hand. Only the
Billie knew you and me.
- What you say about the obituaries?
Sk-Parker.
"No there was none.Janet meant nothing in the
United States.
"B ut Billie knew.
Claro
- How you might not know it an hour ago?
-D ijo puzzled tone Parker.Nora noted that
is finishing his gin. Have another.
"No thanks," said Nora, pushing the glass.I
rose quite drink-dazed. Stand on your
room.
Parker signed the bill, took Nora firmly on the
arm and escorted her to the elevator.
Minutes later, they reached the room. He opened
the door and was about turning on the overhead light
when she pulled his arm.
-N o. The lamp is sufficient.
He lit the lamp beside the
bed. Nora slammed the door and put the chain. He
looked
with uncertainty and noted that she approached him
with
careful not to lose balance.
-E stoy a little drink, Guy, "she said,
looking at him. I admit it. Before one horn
foolish, answer me one thing honestly ... with
great sincerity. Would you like to you?
-L ong, Nora.
- Really?
"Quite seriously.
Okay. I liked his face and body from the
principle. But I thought you were rather

selfish and egotistical ... I expected that all women

went crazy for you. Later, I thought it was
a little crazy.Do you understand?
Parker did not, but nodded.
"I could not engage with anyone
have these defects. I had a husband, Guy. Went
terrible. He was selfish and spoiled. Finally, I took it
off
off. However, everyone needs to
someone. And I met Billie. He could abandon myself
to it.
But now ... I do not know ... now, suddenly, Billie is
not
there. And you are there. I've seen better and I
observed that it is a fair person. Kind, sensible and
even physically attractive. At present,
I need someone I can believe, Guy. I
believe in you?
He took her in his arms and kissed her. Nora said
a warm sensation in the chest and thighs. He
realize that you were Guy fingers
unbuttoning her blouse.
He turned away with an effort.
"You'll remove your stuff. I'll take care of
mine.
- You want to wait to be quiet? He asked, in
lamely.
-N or want to be calm, "Nora had removed the
blouse. I want to drink, more drink than I am.
As she took off her bra, Parker
turned away and began to undress. Having

taken off his clothes, he turned and saw her lying

completely
naked in bed. As she approached her, her
began to get swollen member in erection. Was
the sexiest show I have ever seen. Was
unbelievable. From the first time I had
seen, had been mentally undressing,
imagining what it would be naked. And here she was,
shiny dark hair, green eyes fixed on him,
red lips parted, the mound of milky
brown breasts with erect nipples, generous
thighs apart, the soft triangle of pubic hair
visible.
I needed someone who desires it. And he wanted,
go if he wanted.
She knelt at his bedside. He leaned
kiss her mouth and touch her tongue with his. Him
neck and kissed her shoulders and caressed her breasts.
Him
licked and kissed his nipples. He buried his head in his
legs and kissed her wet pussy.
She sat on her knees while the fingers of
Nora toured the upright member. He was gasping.
And she was finding it hard to breathe.
List-stoy-E said between gasps.Love me, love.
Parker's body was buried between her thighs and,
leaning on his elbows, he entered her slowly
to the bottom.
Twenty minutes later both were
happy and exhausted. He rose above it and

lay beside her.

-E res divina, "said Nora.
"You're not wrong," she said Parker,
kissing. You are wonderful, you are incredibly
wonderful. I never thought that I would like both
... Let's do it some other time.
- Tonight for example?
"And tomorrow morning," she said.
You're a prodigy. I've restored all faith in
men. Got a cigarette?
S oy man-pipe, but I always have a
pack for people like you.
Parker opened the drawer of the nightstand, he sought
pack and pulled out a cigarette for her and one for
himself
same. Lit them and handed one to her.
-Nother thing, Guy.An hour ago, I had not
thought possible. It was a terrible day. The failure of
Billie has traumatized me. I was depressed, sad and
haunted by the incident. Now I feel very
well, superbly well. I have no hangover from it nor
beverages. You are a magician Merlin. I've done
forget all this.
"No you can forget ... He said, looking very
seriously, you know that will not disappear.
-L or know, "she said, sending a cloud of smoke
toward ceiling. Tell you what. If I knew it
the first lady, would think it was someone else. But ...
"She looked at Parker-that's unthinkable, right?

-N ora "he said, shrugging his shoulders, as

ico n I can say is ... you and I'd better
start thinking the unthinkable.

-7-
The radio was playing music louder than
never.
Billie Bradford was still in the center
the room of his suite at the Kremlin, awaiting the
Alex Razin verdict, which was moving in
circle around to inspect their attire.
She wore her long blonde hair pulled back into a
tight bun not to attract much attention. Lucia
a short brown coat, a beige striped shirt, a
brown skirt and a comfortable flat shoes.
- Well? He asked nervously to see that
Razin stopped before her.
-E stupendo, "he said.Looks like a typical tourist
West, one of the wealthiest, but that is not
unusual. There will be many in Red Square
photographing the Lenin Mausoleum and the Cathedral
of St.
Basil. It should not draw too much
attention, looked at his watch. Fifty percent of
the chances of success in flight depends on the
more appropriate timing.
- And the other fifty percent?
 294

-D and the luck, "he said.

- What do you think I can get it? Asked
Billie, frowning.
-E s very likely it will.Head to the
Timing the only factor
can control. I have carefully calculated.
You emerge from this building and will head to the
door
Spassky. I calculated that you spend ten minutes
to reach the exit door. It takes five
minutes to cross Red Square and spend leisurely front
to the GUM store to go to the bars of
voda street October 25. There he will take you a
gulp ... Razin, put his hand in his pocket for
for a few coins and gave to Billie-. Here is
few kopeks for added security. Wait there
Once the draft is complete until
a man with a blue suitcase. Get close to him. " The
will be waiting. On the drive to the Embassy
U.S.. From that moment all
depend on the U.S. ambassador.
-P t seems all so easy, "said Billie.
"Maybe it is. Maybe not. We'll see Razin
again consulted his watch. We have not much
time if we stick to the schedule. I will explain the
the simplest way possible and show you a
I have drawn map. We have fifteen minutes
to revise the route of flight. Then I'll leave alone
for ten minutes to learn it from

memory. Then, you have to get in

launched without delay.
- Where am I exactly?How do I start?
You are in the building of the Supreme Soviet
in a suite of offices converted into
apartment. Now follow me. I will show you where you
that preceded the start-the kitchen. A short distance
the sink, he stopped and knelt. Here is a
trap, their profiles are hidden in the drawing of
linoleum. Pietrov the overlooked if they knew his
existence ... But look here, two small notches
"He set the index fingers of both hands in the grooves
and
partly lifted a square of pavement. Already
You see how easily it opens.
Watching closely every move,
Billie nodded.
"Now what? He asked.
"There are some steps-in fact, is a staircase
wood-that lead to a stay
underground, a stay that was used in 1785
keep food fresh. The walls are
stone. Down there a long, long cold and dark.
Leave this open trap
to penetrate the kitchen light. Across
the room, find another ladder. Climb and go out to
other opening. There was a second trap, but I've
left open. Reach another room storage
ground level, used to store furniture. Light

penetrates through two windows. Only one door.

Get close to it, and go outside. In saying was, I
referring to the street to the Kremlin. Now it will be
better than him
enter the remainder on the map.
Razin re-setting the trap in place and
escorted back to Billie the hall, telling the couch.
He sat beside her and took something from his pocket.
Was a
folded paper unfolded and flattened on the table
coffee, smoothing.
Billie considered the rough map drawn in pencil. Only
part of it, right, was occupied by
Line drawings.
T-Kremlin is a mammoth set, as
you probably already know, "said Razin. Three
walls in a triangle. The inside covers 28
hectares. To avoid confusion, I have drawn only
the part that interests you. The X marks the spot where
which is now in the building of the Soviet
Supreme. The lowercase x indicates the place where
emerge. In reality, you will find a
corridor, but in front of you will see a door that is
comes out. Am I explaining clearly to
now?
-C on perfect clarity.
-Follow this road, "said Razin, traveling with the
finger a dotted line, along the building,
parallel to the wall of the arches. At this point your
left you will see the spire of a tower topped by a

Red Star. See? It is the Spassky tower or Spasskira,

ie the door of the Savior. There will be no more than a
guard. Go with him and go to Red Square. Is
likely not to send her to stop. If it
then, explain that you are part of a group
I visited the Armory Palace and is Oruzheinaya
has lost and hopes to meet with others in the
GUM store. It is likely that the guards do not speak
english. Tell the GUM store. It is safest
to let go. Most of them are about boys
kind. And you are a beautiful American tourist
innocent looking.
"Or challah it out," she said trying to smile.
- How?
"A tourist. Bonita. Innocent.
"At this moment, will have passed unnoticed. Follow
forward. Stroll. Until the Red Square, opposite the
stores, follow the street to the bars
voda. Have a drink. Wait for the man in the blue
suitcase.
Do you understand?
Reo-C ... I think so.
"If you have questions, now is the time
do it.
It occurred to him several questions and he
replied carefully.
"M u and well," he said.He took from his pocket a
second sheet of paper and placed it beside the map.
The
sheet was blank. He handed a pencil to Billie.

Copy the map, "he said. I have to destroy mine.

I can not let anything written in my handwriting.
With shaking hands, Billie copied the map.
"There," he said.
"You better take it with you.
She folded the sheet until it will fit in your pocket
jacket. He took his map, torn into pieces
and carried him to the bathroom. Billie was the sound
of
water from the toilet. Razin returned with empty hands.
Billie got up, crossed his path and grabbed him by
both arms.
-A lex, I do not know how I can thank them.
"Do not worry. I must stay here. I
to go. Watch the clock. Remember that only has
ten minutes to learn the track.
Then walk away immediately.
"No words to express my
appreciation, "she said. When he returns home, she
help, I promise. You are all I have
this nightmare bearable.
"And I'll stay or in the Kremlin taking other
affairs until you are sure that you have
got out safely. If the alarm if the siren does
sounds, I know you are safe. Good luck. Going
well.
"T hank you, Alex," she said, kissing on the lips.
He stared at her. I was about to say something,
but apparently thought better of it. Quickly

left the room.

Once again single, Billie returned to the sofa,
sat down, removed the map pocket, spread and
studied, looking every few minutes the old clock
wall. He tried to forget about the dangers that
lurked in the consequences of failure. The only
Distraction could afford was the idea of meeting
Andrew in London.
Focusing on the route, found it had
after nine minutes. I refolded the map,
he kept in his pocket, jumped into the shoulder strap
bag and went to the kitchen.
The heartbeat is accelerated when
he hauled and pushed aside. It was introduced in
the opening, placing one foot after another in a
rung of the ladder and began to descend on the
background of the creaking of wood.
The storage room, with walls of
roughly hewn stone, it was almost
unbearably cold. Trembling, Billie tried to
bearings. In the shadows at the far end,
distinguished what appeared to be some stairs going
up.
He approached them and found the staircase was
narrow and
insecure. She went on tiptoe, emerged through the
opening to a dark and musty furniture store
covered by tarps.
On reaching the door, he hesitated. The fear of the
immobilized
as if a huge weight. His mind

dull. He could not remember what he had to do to

below. He took the map pocket
jacket, began to unfold and then he remembered.
He put the map in his pocket. Razin had
promised that the door would not shut. He would go to
a
corridor. It would have a door on the other side. I had
to
crossing, turn right, move along
building, cross a street, continue along the building
Administration, see Spassky tower on your left,
close to it and move towards Red Square.
Razin was asked whether it would have calculated the
time. Since he had begun his confinement, the
KGB guards came in every evening in the suite
to bring food or other supplies. Not used
do so at a certain time. If they went early and
They realized that was not or that the trap
kitchen was open, would sound the alarm.
This idea made her move faster.
He grabbed the doorknob and turned. The door opened,
Razin had
kept his word. He was in a wide passage
no one in sight to either the right or to the
left and on the other hand, saw a way out. The crossed
and, finally, was found outside in the middle of a
humid air and under an overcast sky. He saw a
reddish wall later, a smaller tower
identified on the map as the tower of the Senate, more
beyond which was the Lenin mausoleum, a
group of four soldiers of the Red Army caps

visor, red stripes on the shoulders of their uniforms,

engaged in a lively conversation and, finally,
the right path. He turned right, 'walk
quietly, "he had warned Razin and began to
walk along the Supreme Soviet building. Reached
a street when passing a noisy
truck. The crossed. Another building, the
Administration.
Looking straight ahead while the bag
ranged hanging from his shoulder, continued to
advance,
attachment to the building. Forwards and to the left
the massive tower was topped by the star
red, the Spassky Tower, his last test before fleeing
this fortress.
A point of abandoning the curb, a fine and
distant shrill sound pierced the eardrums. The
sound has become a stepping up
sorry. Screamed over and over again, incessantly. Billie
froze. A siren.
"Q had said Razin hat?Know that she is
was safe if the alarm did not sound the siren.
But it was ringing. It was safe. The
siren was ringing for her.
She stood frozen, petrified, not knowing what
hand turn. He looked around to check if someone
was reacting. No one was visible, was not
the group even soldiers who had seen leaving the
outside. For a split second thought
about the options open to them. "Demonstrate
of courage and seek out the door Spassky?
Looking for a place to hide until everything
back to be calm? A return in a hurry to
suites?
Suddenly, trying to adopt a
decision, the Spassky gate entrance was filled with
life. A group of Soviet soldiers in uniform and
armed with assault rifles emerged pour into the street.
Billie reacted instinctively. He had no
choice but to run away, that away from them, that
hide. With the heart beating hurriedly
ran into the building at his back and walked
against the wall, looking for the nearest door.
Nearby he heard screams. He looked back and saw
at least three guards, pointing to the
finger and shouting in Russian. Entered the building,
grabbing
the strap of her bag.
Around a corner, slipped, regained his balance and
went running off a number of doors
plates dispatches written in incomprehensible
Cyrillic alphabet. He sought something that looked like
the door
a toilet or bathroom, but found nothing.
A new noise assaulted her. He heard the sound of boots
and
clatter of weapons in the hallway that had left his
back. Slowed, stopped before the
impressive double doors of the office more
next. His fingers grasped the handle and turned it
entered
and closed the door behind him.

Out of breath, looked around to see where

was. He was in a spacious and decorated
salncon a spider glass, an impressive
fireplace, an Oriental rug and a row of chairs
gold attached to a wall. The room was empty,
thank God, and then realized that and was not
felt a lump in my throat. In the chair furthest away,
alongside other high double doors, was
accommodated a stout older woman, wearing a dress
pattern that was looking at him.
While trying to catch his breath, Billie
approached the woman, trying to recall some
Russian word that is useful for the few that
had learned. It was impossible. Was with
women.
- Are you ... you speak English? Billie asked
with a gasp.
S oy-American, "said the woman, from Texas ...
Billie closed his eyes with a look of relief.
"T hank God she murmured.She opened
eyes. Can you tell me ... Where I am? Did you know?
Esu-P oh yes ... you're in the room
receipt of any office in which the Soviet
Culture Minister receives visitors today.
- What you say is American?
"Straight from Texas. I'm Mrs. White,
Museum of Fine Arts, Houston.
Iga-O Billie whispered briskly, has

you need help here.

"B ut I do not ... "Began Mrs. White to
while he leaned back.
Billie gripped by the shoulders.
"Do what I say. As I leave here,
go to the U.S. Embassy ... the
Youngdahl ambassador friend of mine ... tell him I'm
here in the Kremlin ... that keep me captive ...
tell someone else is impersonating me ...
Ms. White was staring open-mouthed and
with wide eyes as if he were in
presence of a madwoman.
And o. .. I ... no ... I do not understand, "said Mrs.
White, stammering. Who are you? I ...
Eme-Mr Billie said, returning to her by the
shoulders. Do not you recognize me?
And o. .. I think so.Are you ...
"I'm Billie Bradford. The wife of the president.
I am ...
- What are you doing here, in this way?
"Let me explain. I am ...
He heard the creaking of a door of
Double sheet.
M i-appointment to the minister, "said Mrs. White very
excited, trying to rise.
The inner door of the offices started to
open but not completely and Billie could see the hand
of the
Secretary that was talking to someone in Russian

his office.
Terrified, Billie back to avoid being
discovered, addressed to Mrs. White a look of
appeal, then opened the hallway door, left and
closed.
He turned to run away and stumbled with two
KGB guards.
- Do not kill me! She cried,
Then, as the world dropped to its
around and grab them ruthlessly,
lost consciousness.
If it were happening to him, never have
thought it could happen.
Billie Bradford had again recovered
knowledge. She was sitting in a chair in a
Hall of the Kremlin. I could not move his arms or
legs. She had been strapped into the chair. His arms
painfully tied behind the chair, held by the
dolls by some wives. He had been tied
strongly ankles with a strap or belt.
A short distance away, two burly guards
KGB uniforms stood beside the phone.
One of them was making a call. Their
twisted facial features resembled those of a
gargoyle. He identified himself as captain Ilya Mirsky,
pointed his thumb to his silent partner and he said,

Apparently, he was in company with Captain

Andrei Dogel. As he spoke rapidly in Russian,
her upper lip lifted, revealing a
row of teeth with steel sleeves. He listened. And hung
the apparatus.
Mirsky nodded to his companion and walked
to it.
-V eo is awake, "he said, standing beside her.
Disconcerted his silver teeth. His breath
smelled of onions. My English is not quite correct, but
you
I understand. Have you tried to escape. Do not
reproach. But we have to find out how
escaped.
Billie sat motionless, terrified by what
who had dared to do, for his failure and his
powerlessness.
Mirsky's face had approached while
Dogel watched impassively.
-T engo to make certain questions, "said
Mirsky. I have to get your answer. And you me
answer. Billie did not respond.
-Q uestions Mirsky said.I need to check
Who ... ... How do you say? who was ... involved ...
involved in their flight. We see the floor of the kitchen.
We see the map, a good map. Who helped him
said the road should follow? Who has been your
accomplice? Is there a CIA agent here in the Kremlin?
"He paused. Who was your support?

Billie shook his head and pursed his lips.

Mirsky stood and waited.
"Do not tell us, we're not. We have it, we
Come on.
She still did not answer.
"We know that you're an important person
-D ijo Mirsky.We do not care. For us it is
negligible. Got it? If you do not provide the
Indeed, it's hands. She'll say.
Who was your help?
-N o one, "she answered defiantly.
- Lying! Mirsky shouted, clenching his fists. Their
factions had become an expression
threatening. Another chance. We are
busy. Well ... Who?
-N adie "she repeated.
- Puta liar! He roared, raising his arm
and across his right cheek with the back of the hand.
Tormented, choked, gasped Billie said:
"No ... do not ...
- I say yes, you're going to talk!
The rough palms struck him Mirsky
this face and then struck her again on the back of the
hand, hitting her mouth with his fist. She moaned
and was about to fall with the chair. He warned taste
Blood on the tongue. Tears started rolling
down her cheeks.
Through tears, he saw the door open
behind them. She could see Alex Razin.
Mirsky had withdrawn his hand to re -
Razin roared hit when a word in Russian.
Mirksy he turned and quickly tightened. Razin
came in haste and pushed aside.
- What the hell is going on here? Shouted
Razin.
-H tried to escape, "he said in a tone Mirsky
sulkily. We order ...
"T he only orders I give Razin I replied.I
I am responsible. Nobody else. Let her go.
"B ut ... Mirsky, "began in a tone of
protest.
"I demanded ISTRIBUTION Razin.Shall I
Pietrov general call? Take away these bloody
wives. Loose.
Against her will, the guards of the KGB
obeyed. Mirsky stood Billie's back for
open the handcuffs. Dogel knelt down to undo the
belt knot. Free from its bonds, Billie began
to lean forward, but held it before Razin
it fell. Over his shoulder, shouted:
"Now Disappear from here, fools.
"But the commander of the guards
Kremlin ... Mirsky, "began as a protest.
- Outta here! Razin bellowed.
With all the dignity she could muster,
Mirsky and retreated and left Dogel

Stay quickly.
Alone with Billie, Razin studied his face. She
kept his eyes closed. The blood still flowing
from his mouth, sliding down his chin. Razin around
him
one arm back, I placed the other under the
knees, rose from his chair and took her to the bedroom.
After gently laid her in bed. Considered
more carefully his face and shoved his fingers into the
mouth to locate the source of bleeding. After
have discovered a cut on the inside of the lip,
went to the bathroom and took a bottle of
alcohol for use as an antiseptic and a
box of cotton swabs. He set it all up
bedside. Using a cotton swab
wet, wiped the blood from his cheeks and chin.
Then, lifting partially removed the
jacket, unbuttoned her blouse and took it off,
wiping the blood that stained his throat and
chest up bra. Then he sat up in bed and
Billie moved to supporting the head of this on their
knees. Find new cutting lip and staunch the
hemorrhage with a cotton swab. Finally,
alcohol applied to the wound.
Placing an arm under his head, began Razin
to hug forward and backward. Her eyes
opened up gradually.
"A h and you're right, Billie," said he.
"Thank you. When they caught me, was so

scared. Hurt me ...

"And all over, Billie.No longer do harm.
I will not let. It has nothing to fear from
now. My word.
She extended her arms and threw them
clinging to him.
"E s very kind of you.Without you, I do not know what
to
happen to me "He moved closer and was compressed
against
chest. I almost escaped ... but
figured out.
-L or I heard, "he said.I came right away. Nobody
hurt again.
- You promise?
"I promise.
Billie's hands sought the head of Razin's
drew down and dominated by a sense
of gratitude and relief, she squeezed the bruised
Razin lips against it and began kissing
stroking her bare shoulders.
Because of his loneliness, his fear and gratitude,
she reacted to her tenderness, touching his face and
stroking. He pulled her close as her fingers
slid down her back. A finger touched the bracket
bra and let go. The bra came loose and he would
separate medium. The growing curve of a soft heart
white with large pink nipple was circular
fully exposed.
"T and I," he muttered Billie from the depths of

his throat.
He bowed his head, looking for the nipple with his
tongue.
"O h, no she wailed, hugging him harder.Him
need you, Alex, I need you, but please ...
The nipple had turned into a corner and he
covered her with his mouth as he slid his free hand
to her waist, located the zipper of her skirt and
opened. Now her toes were touching the waistband
elastic of her panties and were laying down.
Billie began to gasp when she noticed that the fingers
brushed her pubic hair. Just then recovered
trial, left him, trying to sit, and you
grabbed her arm in an attempt to remove him.
"No, Alex, please do not.I've never done.
I can not.
Alex's arm froze and stared at it
searchingly into his eyes.
"L or'm serious," she muttered.I can not.
I am very grateful, but do not continue.
Slowly, he withdrew his hand.
"Sorry," he said.
"You know how much I appreciate him," she hastened
to say
she said. But then ...
"No worry" he said, turning away from her and
rising. I'll see that never again
threatening. There was an error. It is likely that the
KGB officer in the Kremlin was not aware that you are
a
special case and that we are the only

handling the matter. Can I prepare a drink?

-N o.
"Then I will see the Kremlin official. Before
leave, again to make sure it's fine.
"T hank you, Alex.
Once he had gone, Billie was half
sat against the headboard of the bed, trying to
understand what had happened between Alex and
herself. It
looked at her blouse unbuttoned, loose bra and skirt
open. How was it possible to get this far?
No, it was not sexual appetite, bodily appetite, to
Although, for a few moments hated, had
left drag. The cause could only have been the
fact that she owed him a favor, a favor and
I wanted to pay him and keep his readiness to
encouragement. Finally, after all, had risked his life,
helping them in their attempt to escape. A few
minutes, had prevented the beaten and tortured.
He was only his only ally in this awful place.
He was in his debt. I had wanted to give something to
Instead, show her affection. And, in doing so, he had
misunderstood his gesture. Being a man,
a human being had ever loved entirely. Was
understandable. In short, she had lost
control and also did not want to disappoint.
But in the end, was unable to give herself to him. He
had
been quite impossible.
He thought about Alex Razin. He was a man

honest. That much was certain. It had set

by force, had not compelled to submit.
Precisely at that time was with
the commander of the Kremlin to ensure its integrity
physics. Once would have ordered no one again
harm.
Suddenly, another idea emerged at the surface. Who
Razin was to go to a duty officer in the
Kremlin and giving an order? Who was Razin for
cancel orders that were given to guards
KGB that were subjected to penalty?
"Q Razin said the EU had left the room?
You are a special case ... we are the only
handling the matter.
We,
"Pietrov and him? But he was a general Pietrov,
Director
KGB throughout the Soviet Union. Razin was no more
that a civilian interpreter. What was it which gave
Razin
such power?
Q ho "was it really?
His eyes rested on the sport coat
Razin, hanging over the back of a chair. Before
go to the bathroom to go in search of alcohol and
cotton he had taken off his jacket. Only recently
while, when he had left to go to the
commander of the Kremlin, had left his jacket and
had gone in shirt sleeves. Back soon
to pick up the jacket and make sure she was

well.
For now, there was the jacket. Maybe take
the key to his identity.
He got out of bed, noting that the mandible and
his cheek pressed and gripped the waistband of her
skirt before
deque it will hit the ground. Zipped,
was placed on the cup of her bra and bare breast
bracket closed back. Thoughtfully, it is
blouse buttoned and tucked inside the folds
the skirt, all without taking his eyes off his jacket.
Finally he approached the chair and put his hand in a
side pocket of his jacket. A comb, a pen,
button. Then the other pocket. A packet of
cigarettes, a lighter. She opened the side of the jacket.
The inside pocket was very bulky. Introduced
and pulled out a worn brown leather wallet.
He held in his hand, wondering if he could
find out more about him and if he really wanted
find out. In currency compartment had
rubles higher denomination banknotes. She opened the
party
containing half dozen laminated cards.
He began a. examined. One, two, three, four, all in
incomprehensible Cyrillic alphabet. Then a
photograph ... Yours! He was amazed. What madness.
He brought his eyes to the wallet and the photograph.
A
his photograph waist, everything was
less familiar ... less ... fewer embroidered blouse
peasant. She had a blouse like that. The

truly struck immediately and made her shiver.

That was not her. It was his double, the actress is now
Billie was posing for Bradford in London.
He studied photography. Besides the strange shirt, that
woman was her exact duplicate. And, being the
photograph into the
Razin's wallet, it was logical that it would. He had
recognized early on that he had worked with
his double. Was likely to love the dual, or else
So why have his picture taken in the
wallet? He thought about the attempt of Razin
make love with her ... "Billie would have considered
as a substitute for his true love?
Considered slower than the three cards
remained. Illegible. Only the header of the last
I suggested something called card. He tried to
remember where
had seen this heading, those letters
those initials Cyrillic. He recalled his first encounter
with Pietrov. He showed him his identity card
and told him that the initials were equivalent to the
KGB.
And in the card portfolio was the Alex Razin
same initial. Russian history and guides Nora
had provided had enabled him to know his
English meaning. Komitiet Gosudarstviennoi
Biezopasnosti. B. KG KGB.
He had solved the mystery. Alex Razin was a
KGB agent with all of the law.
The very filthy motherfucker.
Hastily closed his wallet and introduced to

back into the inside pocket of his blazer.

Blindly, he sought a pack of cigarettes, he found,
took out a cigarette, lit it and sat on the edge of
bed to think.
It was not easy thinking. He was still suffering
the purpose of discovering the true identity
of Razin. In the end, came the calm and with it all
latest developments from confinement
began to fit. The reality was very difficult
to accept, but the truth of what had happened not
could not refuse.
So ... Alex Razin, his benefactor, his friend,
half-American boy, a friendly and
sympathetic interpreter, was a KGB agent as bad
as the worst. It had been bumper to Pietrov.
He had tried to help her escape. Had protected
brutal punishment of the KGB. But it was all a
big farce.
Billie had seen enough movies and had
novels read enough to know the
Police attitudes of Good and the bad cop. General
Pietrov had performed the role of bad cop.
To frighten. Razin originated the role of
Police Well. To protect and gain their confidence.
The flight had been the climax of the script for
I had complete confidence in Razin and
soften.
But to what purpose?
His mind analyzed the various reasons and stopped
in one. If everything else was already clear, the reason
was clearer than water. The double Billie
London, the Soviet impostor, the second lady,
was stuck in a big hurry. Its dual knew everything
about it, except one thing, the most important thing.
While the KGB had thought that there would be
sex during development of the Project
Second Lady, there had been no problem. But
now that a doctor had said that Billie could
resume sexual activity with Andrew in a few
days, the Soviet side had been a panic.
There was one area about which the KGB knew
nothing. The
Bradford behavior was in bed for
they closed book. Unless the second lady
he could communicate what I had to wait for the
president on the bed and which, in turn, President
expect it, the entire operation would fail.
The only hope I had the KGB to find out
what was the sexual behavior of Billie Bradford
amounted in fact to find out through their own
Billie Bradford. And yet, how could entertain the
hope to find out through it?
Suddenly, he understood what they estimated
do.
His face tightened with determination. Never, he said
to himself
itself, not in a million years, would allow the
averiguaran.

Com or behaved in bed with Andrew or with

another man? Never, never, ever would be able
have no idea.
That allowed cherish a great hope: that of
his double to behave incorrectly in bed, the
that Andrew began to suspect his alleged
wife, that they tore this truth and
denounce all operational KGB.
But then, think deeply, his
hope faded away. Knowing nothing about the second
lady could behave incorrectly. But at the same
time, damn it, I could do it well and follow
triumphantly forward. The possibilities in both
sense were couples.
But there were other hope. I had almost forgotten.
Now, looking back, his heart was revived. Women
squat with whom he had met in that room
reception during his attempted escape.
That poor lady and embarrassed White
Houston, Texas Women's Museum. Billie him
pleaded, perhaps with insufficient clarity, to turn to
American ambassador in Moscow and will repeat what
she had said.
But the question was, would come?
It was the last afternoon in Moscow and even
was warm and Mrs. Louise White of Houston, Texas,

was perspiring because of how much he had gone

and activity that had been developing in the
During this strange day.
She stopped in the street name as Tchaikovsky-what
romantic to see the guide again. Yes, the
guide reassured, was in the street
sought. The direction of the Embassy of the States
United Tchaikovsky Street in Moscow was 19 / 23.
Noted
that their destination could not be far behind.
Continued
walk.
Louise White had more than enough reasons to
feel happy, however, was curiously
upset. She had moved to the Soviet Union
charter a flight with a protective group of
arts had landed in Leningrad. The visit to
Ermitage had been a memorable experience. But
Visit to places of interest was not the only
purpose of the journey of Mrs. White. In fact,
had been sent on a mission. The main purpose
his trip was a meeting with Minister
Culture of the USSR in the Moscow Kremlin. I had to
negotiate with him the possibility of obtaining a loan
French Impressionist paintings thirty hold
the Soviet Union for its exhibition in a major
exhibition that the Museum of Fine Arts in Houston led
to organize next year. Minister of Culture
had been kind and willing and had
promised to consult with his superiors and provide a

response within a month.

The interview, to Louise White, had been
fruitful and positive, marred only by the incident
had taken place in the reception room of the minister.
Upon leaving the Kremlin had decided to forget the
encounter
with that crazy woman and the unlikely
affirmation from it in the sense that it was the
First Lady of the United States. Ms. White
had met with his group, ready to enjoy
his brief stay in Moscow, but in a way, the
visits to places of interest had not attracted his
attention. The incident worried the Kremlin. The
blond woman who had burst into the room
receipt of the minister actually seemed to Billie
Bradford. The woman had implored Mrs. White
to come to see the U.S. ambassador in his
name. It seemed to be desperate. Both
if he was crazy or not, that woman's request
was noteworthy. Finally, Mrs. White came to the
conclusion that, even if it was ridiculous, had to
report the incident to the ambassador.
After receiving instructions from the Intourist guide
about the use of mobile Russians, Louise White
had departed from their group. He had looked in the
guide
phone number of the Embassy. He had found
a phone booth and had marked 2520011, after
introduce a two kopeks coin in the slot. Al
to reply, had asked to speak with the

Youngdahl ambassador about an urgent matter. In

Instead, they had been in contact with a
Embassy official, a Mr. Heller. It
had made and insisted again that it
an urgent issue was that I had to argue with
Ambassador. Mr. Heller had said that
come to see him and he had given instructions
the road would have to continue.
Five minutes later, Mrs. White came to the
United States Embassy. It had been described
as a nine-storey building of brick
yellowish with windows protected by grilles
aluminum and a roof topped by a whole
maze of antennas and cables. Again consulted the
direction in the guide. There it was. As he walked to
the
main entrance, one of two armed guards
KGB blocked his way. She proudly displayed her
U.S. passport. A guard examined
photograph of the passport, looked at her and
convinced her
motioned to pass.
At the entrance, a bell rang and understood
I was being subjected to an examination by a
visual control system. He heard a hollow voice,
requesting the name, nationality and subject to the
brought. She patiently answered. He was told
await. After a minute, maybe two, opened the
front door.
Ms. White entered. He received a tall,
thin slightly distracted look, clad in
a beige suit, which was introduced as Mr. Heller.
Available
wanted to accompany her to his office, could discuss
the
"Urgent matter." Ms. White was maintained
his ground firmly.
-H e came here to see the ambassador said.
Mr. Heller, with expression of one who knows that
someone is having the difficult treatment, said with
as kindly as possible:
-M and fear that, with such short notice, it will be
impossible, Mrs. White. The ambassador has
Youngdahl
all the rest of the afternoon filled with important dates.
-E s possible that what I have to tell more
important.
"B ut it is busy.
"I'll wait.
"Mrs. White, if I understand the question to me
has brought, I'll see that it reaches
knowledge of the ambassador.
-N o.
"That would give us time to schedule a future
appointment
with him.
-N o.
The tug of war ensued, but no Louise White
deterred. In her hometown, Ms. White was famous
for his indomitable spirit and his strong character.
Available
they had to sell tickets, if one had to ask
a donation to charity, if you wanted a

support, provided he gave the task to Mrs.

White. For this reason, the Museum of Fine Arts
Houston had chosen to come to Moscow and
trying to convince the Soviet Minister of Culture
so he agreed to lend the paintings.
Mr. Heller could not compete. After
five minutes, to avoid the confrontation
transformed into a heated argument, she gave
up. With a sigh, he said that he expected and
approached the front desk phone. He spoke
someone whispered. He nodded and hung up.
M uy-well, Mrs. White, "the official
Embassy, coming back to her. Ambassador
you will receive. But you can only spend a few
moments. He has another appointment in five minutes.
His
office is located on ground floor. I
accompany you. "
In the blink of an eye, Louise White
was sitting at the desk of the Ambassador Otis
Youngdahl. He was a thin, graying naturally
Minnesota. His hands moved nervously and
smoothed out some papers on the polished
surface of your desk while you ran a
Mrs. White smiled and tried to show
benevolent.
"Well.What I had to tell me, ma'am
White?
- Are you sure we're alone? I ask

She looked around.

-P esu clear that we are alone.
"No, not. I mean, if there is not in his office
listening devices.
The ambassador could not help smiling.
- Are you asking me if the Soviets have
installed listening devices in the room? The
I doubt. But you never know from one day to
other.
"I n that case, I can not speak with you.It would
too dangerous for me.
Ambassador realized that this could
continue indefinitely and, moreover,
felt a certain curiosity about the stupidity
that this tourist from Texas considered so serious and
secret. He decided to play along. She guessed her
thoughts to see that rose sharply.
"M u well," he said.We have a room
particular, an adjoining room where we usually
confidential talks.
The ambassador led Mrs. White to a
Adjoining room furnished with only
a table and half a dozen chairs. As I indicated
Mrs White to sit, he said:
"T his area is specially protected against
penetration of electromagnetic waves. The walls
steel are coated with a network of wires
Procedure to prevent the passage of signals

external radio and unsettle the

listening devices, "he sat opposite her. Would you
seems now that he can speak?
Louise White felt overcome with emotion.
He nodded, pleased. He began by explaining the reason
for his
presence in Moscow. He spoke to the ambassador of
your appointment
the culture minister in the Kremlin. Early
hours that evening, had gone to the Kremlin to
interview the minister.
E stab-waiting in the reception room when
has happened, "he said. It was incredible.
He paused to remember the whole incident. The
ambassador urged him to speak.
- What is what has been incredible, Mrs. White?
Please tell me what happened.
"And she sat there alone or, minding my own business,
when he burst into the room a young woman
blonde, almost breathless. He seemed to be fleeing
someone who was looking for a place in which
hide. Then I've seen and I have been approached. Me
asked whether he was American, if he spoke English.
I asked him in perfect English. I told
who was there. She grabbed me arm and me
pleaded to help her. He said something like:
"As I leave here, please contact the Embassy
United States. Ambassador Youngdahl is my friend.
Tell him to keep me prisoner in the Kremlin.
Tell someone is impersonating me. " No
know what to think of it when I have approached the
face to face and he said:
"Do not you recognize me? '.I've looked and indeed
is that it looked like someone whose face I have seen
frequently on television and in newspapers. I was
said: "I'm Billie Bradford, wife of the president."
Before I could ask any questions, I have
called for the appointment. Then she turned around
and has left the room hurriedly. I did not know what
do, but no time to think. Was
occupied with the minister. Later, I returned to
together with my group. But the more I thought of her,
the more I became convinced of her resemblance to
Mrs.
Bradford. After a few hours, I arrived at the
conclusion that my duty was to inform you of
incident. And here I am.
Ambassador Youngdahl was silent for a
moment, had looked at her as a person
I had come from the street to tell him he had just
see the crew of a UFO.
Now that the story was revealed, it will
never looked more incredible and Mrs. White
restless removed under Ambassador stare.
-B ien, Ms. White said the ambassador, "do not know
what to think of it. When has taken place ... the
encounter with this girl?
Shortly before two o'clock this afternoon.
- And you would have thought it the first lady?

-E lla me that it was not.

"Well, of course, anyone could
say that for a joke, unless it were
of a mentally unbalanced.
-C IERTES.But I must admit that resembled
Mrs. Bradford.
Ambassador leaned back in his seat.
- Have you experienced Mrs. Bradford ... or has
seen in person?
-Sun or through TV. "Mrs. White
I was appalled. I know all this seems a
extravagance, Mr. Ambassador. I, too, has
similarity of time. But there she was. "
The ambassador nodded, still
her.
S ord-White, I have a question
personally, if I may. Have you eaten any
medication during the trip?
- What do you mean?
"Well, some medicine for those that alter the
mood.
-P esu course not.
- Have lunch before going to the Kremlin?
"Our group has had lunch ... yes ...
- Have they served drinks?
Ms. White was offended and straightened in his seat.
"Mr. Ambassador, was perfectly serene
when I've gone to the Kremlin, as I'm in these

moments. I am here only as a citizen

U.S., fulfilling my duty. " Do not
should have informed him of it?
-O h, you made what was, certainly, "the
Ambassador scratched his head thoughtfully and air
sat in the chair. Mrs. White, I can only
say something. The first lady of the States
America is in London with the president. Yesterday
I greeted it. I could not have moved to
Of Moscow overnight without my knowing ...
-S ord ambassador, "said Mrs. White,
interrupting him, I do not know what else to say.
This woman told me that there were a prisoner. He said
another person was posing for her. Me
said he did know you. I have done what
had to do and nothing more.
"And he did very well indeed," said the
ambassador, forcing a slight smile. It is without
certainly a strange story, "he said, rising. There
Mrs White took her elbow and was
escorted from a safe room for
return to his office. I assure you it will investigate
the matter further. I appreciate that I have
informed of it-at the door, called Ambassador
his secretary, "You can accompany Mrs. White to
departure.
As he turned to leave, to Louise White
not missed the look that is exchanged

the ambassador and the secretary. Both were saying

each other: the tourist season is the season of
Stooges.
Became angry, but once on the street,
proud of their diligence.
Then he asked who would be really that
poor lady from the Kremlin and what had happened.
The staff work area Bradford chairman
Claridges Hotel in London consisted of a
connected with its broad suite suite including through
a small hall. The working area was
subdivided into a circle of desks surrounding a
converted into a more spacious area office
president. The most significant of those offices
satellite was used by the Secretariat of the President
Dolores Martin, with a door to the corridor
hotel, leading to another private office
president and a third that gave access to the other
rooms of the presidential team members.
Now, late in the afternoon, the only occupant
of whole complex was Nora Judson.
Since the president had ordered his
secretary took notes during a meeting
that was taking place down the hall in a
suite transformed into a conference room, Nora
Judson had agreed to replace Dolores Martin

for a few hours before going to dinner with Guy

Parker.
Nora was sitting beside the desk of
Dolores, trying to concentrate on the draft
final program for the President's wife
morning, while thinking of Guy Parker and the
they shared deep suspicions in secret
Billie about Bradford.
As he tried to pay attention to
Billie program, Nora heard the unmistakable sound of
special telephone device test president
listening in the office next door. Most likely
was that it was a call from abroad. Nora
rose quickly, ran across the door
address the president's desk and picked up the
white appliance.
- Hello?Bradford office of president.
- Billie? "Said the voice on the other end of the line.
Here Otis from Moscow.
Nora realized it was the ambassador Otis
Youngdahly hastened to say:
-No, Mr. Ambassador, speaks Secretary of
release of Mrs. Bradford, Judson Nora.
-A h, Nora, fine, how are you?
"Okay, thanks. ... Can?
"Actually, Nora, calling President. Is
here?
-L or'm sorry, Mr. Ambassador.It met its

collaborators. If it's important, I can pass your

call.
"No need," the ambassador said Youngdahl.
I was sitting here after a long day, feet
on the desk, resting while I was taking a
drink. I just wanted a chat with him if
was free. I wanted to ask why this was the summit.
But I can call again.
-L to summit did not officially started yet.
The first session officially starts tomorrow
morning. But I will tell the president that has been
called.
"T hank you, Nora, thank you.By the way, is by Billie
here, by chance?
-L or feel, but also has left.She is attending
a reception at Boende Embassy.
-B ueno, no matter, "said the ambassador.Wanted
tell just a fun thing that has
happened today, anything related to his name he
would be very funny. Hell, I can tell
you for you I tell her when I return.
Tell that to laugh a little.
EndRead T-pleasure.
The ambassador laughed over the phone.
Billie "Tell that, whether he knows it or not,
now is in Moscow and not in
London. Today I had cornered a tourist
Houston U.S. I do not remember his name,
but I was mad as a cowbell, and has given me the can,
assuring that he had seen Billie Bradford this
Later in the Kremlin.
The ambassador began to laugh and told the story of
American tourist about the woman who had
addressed, claiming to be the first lady, insisting
it was being held prisoner by the
yen Soviet another person was posing
for her.
With the phone to his ear, Nora paled
while listening to the ambassador with petrified
fascination.
Although they need not meet until the time
dinner, Nora Guy Parker had located and had
implored her to join her for a bit before
a few drinks.
Now they were sitting together in a remote
corner of the room while Parker took the Claridges
their first drink, listening to every word that Nora
was saying.
Nora had repeated what Ambassador Youngdahl
told him about the gathering of the tourist
U.S. in the Kremlin with a woman who
claimed to be Billie Bradford. Nora was about to
finish his story and spoke quietly and with great
vehemence.
-E ntonces the woman claiming to be Billie said
another person was posing for her and has
fled away.

- Another person who was posing for the

first lady? "Having said these words?
S-ccording to the ambassador Youngdahl, yes.
- And the woman claiming to be Billie has said that the
kept prisoner in the Kremlin?
E-xact.
- Have you taken seriously ambassador?
Sk-Parker, ingesting a sip of whiskey.
-D and no way, "said Nora.He has
like funny. Told me laughing.
- How did you react you what he told you?
- How might we react? Finally, I have endeavored
for laughing with him. What else could I do?
- Do you intend to refer the story to our
first lady here?
"No I'm sure.First, I want to see
how he reacts. Then again, I will not put it in
Guard in any way. What do you think, Guy? Should I
tell our Billie?
-No, do not.My gut tells me it is better
forget it.
-D and agreement.
- What do you think seriously about all this? Asked
Parker, staring at Nora.
-M and shudder at the thought.
Parker fiddled with the glass.
"Indeed, the ambassador could be right. The
Mrs. Texas could be one of many tourists

that is constantly wacky. It is possible that the

incident occurred. Or, if you have
occurred, the woman who has claimed to be Billie
could be
another crazy, be out of his wits. Moreover,
taking into account our own fears, if it
true, it certainly would explain a lot.
"M any things," agreed Nora.But, Guy, how
can that be true? I accept that Billie from here
has been subjected to brainwashing. But the
Billie from here is an impostor seems to me nonsense.
How dare the Russians might have to do
such a thing? I do not know, I can not imagine having
similar even thought possible.
"G ot right," said Parker.It seems preposterous.
But anything is possible. Especially in light of other
evidence we have. This confirmed our suspicions.
Had drained their glasses and Parker ordered another
round.
Guy, "Nora said, peering into the disturbed face
Parker said, "what can we do? I see ...
"W e can tell the president" he said in a tone
categorical.
- "The president? "Nora was entirely
skeptically. "Going to him and expose the facts without
more?
"Without any proof? I would say it is a hoax.
Think we're crazy. We would miss here or we
locked up in the madhouse.
"Y ou may do.Maybe not. Depends. What if it turns out
that
the president also has been hosting some

suspicions regarding Billie? That would serve him

help and he would guard.
G uy, you can not prove anything, not a damn
thing. Instead, he is sure to have your hand to your
dear Billie and perhaps have. If we say that and he did
not
harbors no jealousy, lose all our
credibility and confidence. And if she told Billie,
chatting with her before bedtime, whether it is
Billie and if not, I would fire immediately. And you
too. And we would be out of it.
Ueno-B, then, what you suggest we do?
Sk-Parker.What do we do?
"No we do nothing," said Nora.Shall watch
while we can. We will await an opportunity, another
bug more important. We will await the occurrence of a
fact.
Parker took the new glass of whiskey and drank with
pensive. He understood what he was penetrating
his imagination. So far, he had been denied entry.
It was a disturbing desire to participate almost any
how a system of government that had learned to
respect and influence in which I wanted to improve it.
There
been one factor that led him to
Bradford incorporated into the team, becoming
one of his speechwriters. Had departed
the center of the action when he had agreed to
Billie become a collaborator. He had left
subjugated by the money and the charm of Billie. But

was feeling drawn to the center again. By

coincidence, or perhaps not by chance but through their
keen sense of observation, he had discovered
something
perhaps capable of becoming a menace to
system of life which he appreciated. Only he could
wake
the sleeping giant. Although he could not improve
system, perhaps he alone could help conserve
best part of it. He knew he could make
those ideas. Would have seemed a page out of
Boy Scout manual. He would have seemed
including Nora. The older men were not thinking or
not
spoke well.
She looked at Nora. What was it? Not do anything ...
wait for an opportunity ... To wait
an actual event occurs.
-L to watchful waiting is too passive
Me, Nora, "he said. I think I'll do more than
that. I think I will tread on the heels of Billie our.
Wherever he goes from here, I will continue to
close. I'll continue as a guilty conscience.
-N or know.If you get too close, you may be
injure.
"And if I come," said Parker, you may
hurt us all.
8
The appearance of Billie Bradford, or who did
Billie Bradford pass, emerging from elevator
out to the lobby of Claridges, was unexpected and
caught a
Guy Parker by surprise.
It was early afternoon the next day
and Parker had left her an hour ago
claustrophobic room to sit in the lobby,
take a look at the papers, re-read part of
their research, maybe go for a walk and take
the time between one o'clock and four who had an
appointment
for a session with Billie.
He had spent the morning preparing to make
what Nora had said he had to do: monitor
close to the first lady allegedly false. There
rented a car, a luxurious dark blue Jaguar, fast
and manageable, can be helpful in urban traffic and
the road, once he had become accustomed to the
driving on the left. Had given a
generous tip to one of the superintendents of the top hat
Claridges to reserve a place for him
car park opposite the main entrance to the street
Brook. Then he had gone in search of Nora to
find the program in the afternoon of the first lady and
had been disappointed to learn that Billie did not
going anywhere that evening and not see anyone
before his meeting with him at four. Then, given
the president was going to be busy, Billie attend the
representation of a musical comedy company
Heaton Penelope, the wife of Prime Minister
British and then the two would dine together with their
escorts in Mirabelle Curzon Street.
Wherever you go that night Billie Parker
I knew he was going to monitor. Meanwhile, there was
find anything to fill the boring hours
lay ahead until it was time to meet
with her. Therefore, was resting and reading
the hall where he raised his eyes and saw her leave the
lift.
It was a real surprise to see Billie Bradford
own without the escort service operators
security. He wondered how he would have achieved
and
then realized that he could do and that in
Actually, she had done very easily. Crossing
part of the suites on the first floor, communicated
each other, men could avoid service
security standing guard in the corridor, climb the
second floor and take the elevator down there.
It was clear he did not want to be recognized or
disturbed. He had hair that was concealed

its main distinguishing feature on the inside of a round

felt hat with wide brim. Huge sunglasses
Smoked covered her upper face and
bottom was half hidden by the collar turned up
a linen jacket. That could fool camouflage
some people. But Guy Parker cheated.
Hastily, he kept his notes
research in a portfolio, rose and, trying
maintain a certain distance, continued to Brook Street.
As she approached the clerk, he spent his
and hurried back to the street corner
Davies and crossed to the other sidewalk next to that
his car was parked.
He was driving the Jaguar, emerging from the
parking space when he saw a glimpse of
her legs disappearing into the back of a
taxi. Gradually, the taxi started moving, Parker
impatiently waited for another vehicle
then stand between them and began following the
taxi.
The taxi turned right, heading Bond Street
again turn right onto Bruton Street
and soon emerged into Berkeley Square. Parker had no
not the remotest idea where it would be heading, if
well, judging by the way he was following,
seemed that their objective was somewhere in the West
End.
He had great difficulty following through
Fitzmaurice Place, Curzon Street, which will separate

raised the lights. Twice he had seen

forced to skip the red light to not lose sight of the
taxi.
By the way, saw the posters of the Evening News and
Evening Standard with a flashy headlines
concerning the opening of the summit
American-Soviet.
The summit conference that had met
morning in the Soviet Embassy. Parker had
heard the preliminary report of the first session,
provided the lunch for the Secretary of
presidential press Tim Hibberd. President
Bradford had outlined a mutual covenant not to
intervention: the United States and the Soviet Union,
should not send troops, advisers and weapons to nation
African one. The prime minister had Kirechenko
replicated with another version of the pact. In principle,
had agreed in connection with the proposed
not to send troops to any African country by
neither of the two great powers. However,
had objected to restrictions on the export of
weapons. She had insisted that some nations
African weapons needed to defend against
attacks more aggressive neighbors. Neither
parties had referred Boende explicitly.
Parker believes the Soviet position seemed
be expected. But the expectations were, how
Why? There was a ridiculous response. If you Billie

Bradford was not what appeared to be, if

-Incredibly-a fake Soviet Kirechenko
had good reason to try to gain time.
He could be waiting for information about the plans
secrets of the president by first lady
Russian-made or from a real Billie Bradford
subjected to brainwashing. The boldness of
like operation on the Russian side gave him a
implausible character.
Looking over the wheel of his Jaguar
Parker noted that the taxi veered right of
Piccadilly towards Hyde Park Corner and continued
advancing along Grosvenor Crescent. The vehicle
interposed between them and Parker had been diverted
be careful not to get too close to taxi
first lady. Another round passing a park
and found particularly in Belgrave Square. The
taxi slowly circled the island for pedestrians and
Parker,
doggedly following him, also slowed the
underway.
The taxi in for a two-way street
Motcomb called, and one third of the way, Parker
could see that the taxi driver pointed to the entrance of
a
arcade in which Haikin Arcade label could be read and
that
the first lady nodded. Since, at
Apparently, there was too much traffic for her to
would alight in the middle of the street, the driver
continued
wing forward and then turned left to go into

Kinnerton the perpendicular street, approached the

curb
the left and stopped. Parker walked, trying
move the greatest distance to the taxi overtook him
Fifty feet and approached the curb. He turned the
Jaguar engine and turned to look. He could see the
first lady paid the taxi driver and career
motioned to stay with the change.
When she opened the rear door and down Billie
to the sidewalk, Parker kept the car keys in the
pocket and opened the door. She was addressing
the corner to return to the streets and now Motcomb
was waiting to cross the street. Parker began
follow it and, seeing that she looked around, it
turned his back, pretending to look at the window of
in which a store sign that read HARDWARE FOR
QUALITY. Returning to look in your direction, saw
across the street. He followed quickly.
From the corner, saw his way to the
entrance to the arcade. Dodging traffic while
crossed to the other side, wondered where it would
directing at the luxurious Belgrave area. He saw
disappear into the arcade and quickened his pace
before losing sight altogether. Upon reaching the
Haikin Arcade entrance, looked inside the
they could be elegant flower shops
wooden square on the outside and white lamps
glass on top to provide
lighting. Billie discovered half way, just in
the time it stopped. The door was open
a shop and enter.
Once was out of sight, came
hastily in the arch had to see where
gone. Approaching the shop where I had seen
enter, proceed carefully. He should not be seen by
she. If she saw him, I could not give
no explanation. In the end, could see the lavish
entrance to the establishment, with its window
framed in gold. It exhibited a gauzy dress
pale blue night. Above the window, on a
background of black onyx, gold letters read:
LONDON Ladbury. He stared at the entrance of the
shop.
Ladbury.
Ladbury had seen the previous week in the House
When the designer white Englishman and his assistant
had
come to make delivery of the new costumes for Billie
and making the final tests and modifications.
Q hat "Billie was doing to him now?Why
had come to see him so secretly?
While making guesses about that poaching
visit, Parker quickly resumed his way,
briefly distinguishing the back of the head
Billie through the glass window. He went
rushed to the other end of the arch is
stood behind a column cream and prepared to
guard, guarding the entrance to the establishment

by Ladbury.
Inside the fashion store, Ladbury, with its
straw-colored bangs his bow tie, his suit
cotton and gray suede shoes, stepped forward to Vera
Vavilova concerned with gesture, accompanying his
office in the back. Once inside, closed the
door.
After taking two seats, not Ladbury
hide his displeasure.
Abe-S that has not had to come, "he said,
Unless ...
"Unless there were a situation
emergency, "she said, interrupting him. Good,
therefore occurred.
- How'd you get away?Will accompany the
stupid security service?
-P esu course not.I gave them the slip. I
gone through to get to the office suites Tim
Hibberd, I come to another hallway and I uploaded the
second
to take the elevator floor. It has been difficult.
- Are you sure no one knows you're
here?
-C OMPREHENSIVE safe.Do not be nervous and
attention, please. I am in a terrible
trouble and need your assistance.
E-stoy here for help.Tell me what it is.

T-president was to renew ties

sex with your wife tomorrow, tomorrow night.
"Yes, I know.
"Well, This morning I said no
want to wait that long. They can go to hell the
doctor's orders, told me. It is certain that I
meeting resumed. You want to start lying
me tonight.
- Have you tried to reject?
- Have you ever tried arguing with a
upright member? With all the kindness that I
could, I tried to say we should expect
another day. I could not convince him. And finally, I
capitulated. I said okay, that I too
could wait no longer. And has left smiling.
-C onque going to be tonight, eh?
The lean face seemed Ladbury
suddenly wilted.
"And the worst is ... I think that is willing to
reveal the whole affair ... its plans for
Boende ... once we have maintained relations
sex. I've been trying to get information
above. No luck. But tonight,
when we're lying, I am sure that
appear willing to talk. This morning I said:
"When you're more relaxed tonight, I will put you
about current politics. " 'More relaxed' is the
euphemistic expression that he uses to refer to the

consummation of sexual intercourse. If you would

result would have in my possession all you need
Prime Minister-Vera paused. But most
likely not to succeed. I still do not know or a
damn thing about what he expected of me in bed.
One false move and he will realize that no
I act as his good wife always. I do not know
what will happen. If it begins to be suspicious ...
-V was, please calm down.
- I can not! What have been doing those
Moscow idiot all this time? Why not
can you give me a solution? Now we are almost
time is up. Unless I get something, I can not
pass the test, I can not. Do what will you say?
-S and I'll tell Ladbury said, rising.Stay
quiet. Hold on. Either I or another person shall
contact with you tonight, I promise. Now I
to ask for a taxi. "
Guy Parker had recently returned to Claridges
Billie Bradford after he returned to the hotel, after
unscheduled visit to the establishment of Ladbury. It
had gone to his bedroom to collect the
recorder and later had come to your appointment
work with the first lady.
Now, seated with first lady in the room
the Royal Suite of Claridges, the tape between

both noted that Parker had been fifty

minutes discussing Billie's first year at the House
White. He had thought about these questions and
was preparing to make the first one
when he heard that opened the door of the suite.
President Andrew Bradford, handsome, solid,
imperturbable, entered the room coming from
hall, lost in thought. He removed his
rimmed glasses, put them in your pocket
top jacket and headed for the
makeshift bar.
-H ello, Andrew, "said Billie.
"Oh, hi, honey." Hello, Guy.
He spent long to get to the bar and, approaching them,
Billie gave a light kiss on the cheek.
-L lay early, "she said.What have been
things with the Soviets?
-T to as expected, "he answered.
Kirechenko has been kind, but soon
we collided. It will not be easy. " Still, I think that
managed to impose our treaty. I have attended
subsequent discussions of our team, but I
concluded that he was tired, "she
smiled at his wife. I've left
discussion. I preferred to spend time with my wife
and some rest before dinner.
Super-Q, "Billie hat.
President loosened his tie.

- What are you telling me?"Have you had a day

hectic? Did you go anywhere? Did you see anything?
-L catkin seem boring, Andrew, but I
Billie replied done nothing. I've spent all day
enclosed. I have not set foot in the street was re -
look at Parker. I think that is enough for today, Guy.
Greetings, You probably see you tomorrow. Please
contact Nora.
Parker picked up the tape hastily,
muttered a few goodbyes and left the suite.
Want to see Nora. He spoke to her room,
knocked and announced. The muffled voice
Nora welcomed. Parker entered. She was
writing letters in an extended French writing desk.
He pointed out the tray of bottles.
Drink?
"I feel like much," she said, laying her pen.
Apparently, the only thing made here is drinking.
"Y ou may have our good reasons," said
he forsook the top of the TV tape.
She observed while preparing the drinks.
Have there been any news, Guy?
"Anything," he said. He placed a front glass
Nora took a sip of her drink, set down the glass and
approached the tape. He pushed the button back and
waited a moment, pressed the stop button and clicked
the startup and listened. Manipulated again
briefly apparatus to locate the part that

interested. I was working with Billie, "he said

when the president entered. I had the
tape in place and it has continued to operate.
Want to hear an enlightening dialogue? Pay
attention.
Parker once again pushed the start button
up and raised the volume. The tape began to turn.
Voice
President: "You've had a busy day? Did you go
somewhere? Have you seen anything? ". Voice of the
first
Lady: "I regret seem boring, Andrew, but not
I have done nothing. I've spent all day locked up. No
I set foot on the streets. "
Parker turned off the machine and looked at Nora.
- How about that?
Nora was taken aback by the question.
- What's wrong? He's been here all day. I
program had nothing for her.
-A h, right?Well, yes it was something
scheduled. I was in the lobby this
early afternoon and I've seen out surreptitiously.
- Are you sure? Nora asked, sitting
in his seat.
-C OMPREHENSIVE secure.
- "Alone or with the security service agents?
"No one. Billie alone. And no car. It took
taxi.
-Q strange hat.Do you know where was I?
"I've followed. Ladbury has gone to London.

- Does your designer?It is the designer, but it was not

no reason to see him now. Last week
Washington was in the dressing room to ask a
final test. When we got to London, the apparel and
I was waiting here at the hotel. Why would I want
see now?
- "Why would I want him now in secret
you mean?
"Yes, I suppose.Nonsense.
"It makes good sense if it is not the first lady
and needs to communicate with a touch
Soviet.
- Are you saying that Ladbury could be a
contact?
- Why not?I have used before
people alike. Nora, I find out about
This Mr. Ladbury.
- How?
"Enlisting the help of the president.
- You really are what you say? Asked Nora,
frowning.
"E s necessary.
I do not know, Guy. What I do know is that I have a
doubt.
- What is it?
"If our lady is not the first lady, what
like seeing one of their agents? What is your problem?
-T his, my dear Nora, is the big question.

It was early hours of the night in Moscow and

Billie Bradford, walking up and down her
bedroom, was still thinking about
matter.
The previous night had been thinking about all
details until sleep had overcome. There
thought about it until the moment of awakening and
had
continued thinking about it in the shower, while
breakfast and all evening. No appetite for
dinner, had continued thinking about it for a slight
snack consisting of tea, and cookies.
Of course, Alex Razin was the key person
their thoughts. A glance at the clock reminded him that
he would within approximately fifteen
minutes. Its obligatory visit, a visit that had
entrusted. But with a difference. This time he was
to visit in the afternoon but not at night. Billie was
sure it had a meaning.
At first, I used to wait welcomes your views.
I thought he wished to gain their friendship and
console. But now he knew he belonged, without the
slightest
doubt in the KGB who was an enemy agent and his
mission was to befriend them, apart and
their confidence. Now clearly understood
purpose. I wanted use it ... to help second
Andrew lady and destroy.
Razin ... good heavens, how I hated him since
had learned the truth about him. I did not want

never see that son of a bitch, to that filthy traitor

to that nasty KGB agent. But if I had to
him, was glad it was tonight and not by the
evening. The afternoon had needed to decide what
posture was taken, to determine what attitude would
follow. with him. I was about to take a decision,
but had not yet fully mature.
He still had ten minutes to decide.
He went to the hall, prepared with water and cognac
revised again the subject of internal discussion.
To consider all aspects, rather, the two
facets of the case and reach a final decision.
Sitting on a sofa arm, taking the cognac,
reflected on the main question for both the
KGB and for her, namely the question about
needed a response. Since Andrew, his
husband went to bed and make love to a
impostor tomorrow night, how was the impostor
able to act and behave without running the risk of
being
discovered?
Before Billie could think of the answer,
an image distracted. The image of her husband
Andrew,
naked tomorrow night, lying next to each other
woman, also naked, lying on a double
theirs: the image was too disturbing for him
to continue watching her. Making an effort,
tried to erase her from his thoughts. In the final
analysis,
Andrew was unaware of the deception which had been

and did not realize what he was doing. All

could be considered simply an exercise in acrobatics
without
the slightest significance. The most important in those
fleeting minutes was its own role and its own
survival.
Obviously, the Soviets were desperate.
Had to figure out how early should
behave the impostor with Andrew the next day.
If the imposter was acting in obedience to his instinct
and such
Andrew as expected, won the gratitude and
trust it. And no doubt get to know the
big secret was looking for. Billie knew that
Andrew, when he was relaxed and sexually
satisfied, said she almost always with their
presidential concerns. Feeling more
intimately connected to its companion, it would reveal
a
their concerns regarding the summit. The day
following the impostor would transmit the information
to their
Soviet superiors and they, in turn, could rise
with the victory at the summit.
Moreover, it was also the possibility, the
n ica possibility that the Soviets feared-that the
impostor mistaken behavior in bed. In
Should this occur, Andrew comprise
Billie immediately that Billie was not their.
Andrew was a creature of routine, both in bed
and outside it, and immediately sensed
changes. If anything was amiss, if anyone

react unexpectedly, this led him

always wonder and inquire. A wife who is
an unusual sexual behavior arouse
surely his suspicions. This may lead
the discovery of the machinations of the KGB.
The Soviets had therefore a fifty
cent chance that the impostor will catch on
behavior. Intuition told him that, having
gone so far as the Soviets were going to play it all
a fifty percent risk. The impostor
should be prepared. The Soviets needed to
the odds were one hundred percent in your favor.
And what role she played, the real Billie
Bradford, in all this?
Only she had all the information they needed.
And they needed had to get it tonight
to use it tomorrow. How would they try
obtaining from him such information? It was possible
that
Razin instead of the KGB sent tonight to some of
his goons to torture in order to wrest the
truth. But he doubted such a thing occurred. Could
also send some stranger who raped her.
He also doubted it because it would provide only
a distorted picture of their behavior. Or, in
Ultimately, "perhaps sent to Razin
fulfill its mission, playing with his fear and loneliness
to seduce her as she had been about to make
yesterday? This was probably what would happen.

Assuming the mission consisted of Razin

seduce, how should she react? "Resist or
succumb? What would be the best option in their fight
for
survival? The dilemma appeared balanced in its
mind, replied, without answering the night
prev. Now that he had only a few minutes,
I had to choose. I could not continue to maintain a
ambiguous position.
Resist. If we refused to sleep with Razin, if you
rejected the KGB never find out the truth.
They should Razin ordering or anyone else the
violated or would simply coldly
tortured. In either cases.
would experience fear and suffer pain, but would have
the
satisfaction of knowing that they still did not know the
truth.
Succumbing. Emerge intact, but not mentally.
It was the fastest path to survival, but
they would have a rough understanding of its
behavior in bed, would have information for
the imposter and could achieve victory. However,
occurred to him that it did not have to be
inevitably so. His submission to them could
also lead to a terrible defeat.
Yes, you could do what they wanted and at the
same time, make his victory in defeat
increasing their own chances of
survival. He realized that, in submission, you

offered another option. If he slept with Razin, would be

a
voluntary act that would control in the totally
situation. Could control the investigation of Razin
and to mislead, conduct contrary
to its normal behavior in bed. Could induce
to Razin misleading for it, in turn, misleads
the second lady, which thus arouse the
Andrew misgivings.
It was. Very simple. An opportunity to
help yourself and help your husband. But
so simple. One thing that marred it all. The
made to allow another man to penetrate,
abused her and humiliated. Not once in his
marriage she had been unfaithful to Andrew or
dreamed
to sleep with each other. Only twice before
his marriage, had held a brief and
Immature relationships with men. Make love
calculation with an unknown barbarian was not part
of their nature. And the worst part was that the man
who
was about to arrive, an enemy that had
given a mission of destruction, was a subject to
he despised. He was an enemy of his mind. Was a
enemy of his body. He was an enemy of her husband,
his country of all the ideals she cherished. And yet
But just as he had exceeded his
anger at the picture of her husband lying morning
another woman, realizing that he was going to be a
victim of
a hoax and that the act would not be more than a mere

exercise, could now understand that violation of its

by Razin body could also be reduced to a
mere physical exercise. A sexual act without love did
not violate
neither the body nor the spirit. The most important
thing was that
provided that you act to reach half its
husband. Through the use of an impostor, Razin
would be the only conduit through which could
Andrew send a message, a warning signal and a
warning.
"Q hat to do?"Resist or subject?
Lost in thought, he approached the
wet bar, prepared a second brandy with water and
went into the bedroom, slowly drinking. But when
arrived at the foot of the bed, I had decided. He knew
what
I had to do.
From that moment, stopped thinking about the
dilemma. He had taken a decision and all that
had to do was to act accordingly. Casting
glanced at the clock began to remove their clothing,
garment
to pledge, to be totally naked. Barefoot, is
went to the bathroom, opened the shower faucet,
regulated in temperate and stood under it,
letting the water needles will stimulate the skin. It
thoroughly lathered, rinse the
foam, closed the tap and out, stepping on the soft
carpet
pink. Was observed in the mirror while
dry, high breasts, abdomen smooth, gently
triangle of pubic hair, generous hips,

shapely thighs. Not bad, it was nothing

wrong. Once dry, went for the perfume and began
behind the ears, between her breasts and hair of
pubis. As she did, she thought of protection,
some means of contraception. Then became nervous
and
recalled his dressing-case, which always had
point, even when not traveling, to be sure
forget nothing. When she and Andrew decided to take
a child, had kept the diaphragm in the toiletry bag with
regarding any future needs. Was he still
there? He sought the needs and, to his amazement, he
was there, his
cosmetic bag or one exactly like it. The KGB had not
forgotten nothing, had reproduced all the effects
she was taken to Moscow (probably intended to
his return was impeccable when there was the
However, if it occurred.)
Turned upside down the toilet bag, spilling its contents
beside the sink. Apparently, all it contained its
original need was also here. " It was more than
amazing. It was terrifying. He refused to speculate
about the procedure they would have used the
Soviet. He pushed those thoughts from your
imagination. Demanded a more immediate concern in
priority now. Classifying the different
toiletries, found his dear old
diaphragm (or his beloved new diaphragm), along with
a tube of spermicidal. Prepared with relief the
diaphragm and introduced it into the vagina.

It looked at the gowns that kept them in a drawer,

selected one very steamy white that
barely reached the knees and put it on. He went to
closet in search of lacy negligee that
had worn since he started his captivity and
put it on. He turned the switch on the chandelier,
put out a lamp lit up and left only the
two lamps on either side of the bed.
The Double.
He threw back the quilt, folded and away to a
side. He thought of the thin cloth, pulled it to release
and
the left foot of bed. He cupped his pillow.
Satisfied with his work, took back the cup and
emptied its contents. He was about to go back to the
bar of
lounge and refilled his glass when he saw
Razin on the threshold to the bedroom. Tonight it
seemed
highest and muscular than she remembered. He wore a
brown blazer, a shirt with the collar
unbuttoned and beige trousers. Billie
watched her smooth black hair, his bushy eyebrows,
his
prominent nose and thick lips. Her
broad shoulders and narrow waist. Never had
inspected so closely.
The reality of him, plus his recent
decision, it was a moment of panic. Would
desired revoke his decision, but knew not to.
He needed assistance. Another drink. "
H-wave, "said Alex.I was waiting for came.

"No I would have missed the opportunity to enjoy

his company, "he said, removing his jacket and
throwing on a chair behind her.
"K eep" she said, handing the empty glass.
I want another brandy and water. Do not overdo it with
water.
-L to go with "he said, taking the cup and
contact the salon.
-O iga, Alex, "she said from the bedroom,
put some music ... high enough
for me to hear.
As the music began to roar,
Billie surveyed the room one last time and after
approached the chair. She lay on the same and let
that opened the robe and would uncover their
short nightdress and part of the thigh meat.
He tried not to imagine him naked. I had to think
only in their motivation and outcome.
The returned to the bedroom with two glasses. He
stopped
at her.
M uy-attractive, "he said.Are you a woman
truly beautiful Billie.
"E s quite a compliment for his part, Alex.
'Too modest, "he said, handing her the most
dark of the two glasses.
"W hy you," she said, raising her glass, being
and such a wonderful man for saving my
life.
"W hy you," he said, touching the glass with your
his, for having enriched my life. I ... I feel
that it had to happen this way.
Razin sat on the floor at his feet.
"Even if there had to happen this way
D ijo-she, life need not stop,
Right?
"No, of course.
"Therefore, let us live a little. Drink-Billie
noted the strong brandy down his throat,
spreading behind her breasts, heating and
slightly confounding. She looked at him as he drank.
He looked surprisingly young. Ate another good
sip of brandy and kept his lips glued to glass
to hasten their content. Then he rested.
- How are you? He asked, staring into her eyes.
"Very well, better than never," she said. And
you, how are you?
- Do you really want to know? He asked,
finished his drink.
-P esu certainly.
"I'm madly in love with you, Billie," said
him, putting one hand on his naked thigh.
Would give anything for having them.
-Y or've also thought about it, "Billie,
taking her hand. I understand that yesterday I was a
stupid. I also love you. " Much. Let us not lose
more time.
Experienced almost a wave of relief. It was already

committed.
He got up quickly grabbing her hand
strength, and helped her out of the meridian. He tried
to
embrace her, but she slipped away.
-No clothing I between us, "she said
gasping. I do not want anything between us. I want
we are in bed together.
Approaching the bed, fell off the robe and
dropped to the ground. A point of doing the same with
short white nightgown, she stopped and walked slowly
half
back to wait. He took off his shirt, leaving to
discovered his hairy chest muscles bulging. Already
had taken off his shoes and socks. He had
loosened his belt. And he dropped his pants
them away. Tight white shorts she wore. It
inclined to take them off and when he stood up again,
his
free member and began to get erect,
pointing to it. Billie tried to avoid looking at him, but
failed. He gave a deep disgust
think that it would soon be inside her. The horrible
appendix was approaching her.
She turned and stood with her back,
Lifting arms.
-A lex, help me to take that away.
Alex's hands took the hem
nightgown, lifted him by fast moving
Above Billie blond hair flying, and she saw the
garment. The hairy arms of Alex passed under

his arms and his big hands covered her

breasts. I felt like a hot rod,
compressing the soft bottom. "Let me heaven
help, she thought, feeling momentarily Dam
panic and nausea.
He released her breasts.His arms were raised in the
soil, transported her across the room and the
laid in bed.
Razin's eyes were fixed upon her nakedness.
She would have liked covering your vagina, umbilicus,
the
nipples, had wanted to hide their nakedness, had
desired start over with clothes on and refuse
undress, but it was too later. He tried to
eyes off him, determined to retain control and
remember what was proposed, the purpose of
humiliation she was going to change on its
freedom.
For a few fleeting moments, welcomed Andrew
in his mind, a calm and affectionate lover kissing
breasts gently, gently stroking the
body, stroking her clitoris, bringing
delicately above her to enter
between their legs apart. With his lips on her
lips as she held her head affectionately
with both hands. Its trunk down between their
thighs, his erection for the warm opening and
slid inside, his regular and measured
rush as his own rose hips

to keep pace. No other movement, with the

exception of those undertaken. And then, every time
faster until he experienced orgasm
uttering a gasp. Not one word was spoken.
She drew him down and his hand and he stroked
clitoris and within minutes, she felt a
shudder and a sigh. Then both
remained lying on his back in silence,
recovering, he offered a cigarette, took another
for themselves and, gradually, began to speak,
asked how she had time, talking
of his own journey, telling of office gossip,
speaking of meetings with the cabinet, other
meetings, their frustrations, hopes and secrets.
In the end, after having finished smoking cigarettes,
were fed up with sleeping.
All very civilized, comfortable and warm.
How she would have desired tonight.
He warned that the mattress was sinking to his side and
perceived reality of a pile of flesh, then his
memory vanished. Reluctantly opened my eyes to
look at the stranger. Her heart was beating
hastily. It was time to
begin.
Start what? Begin, how?
His pitiful overcame her inexperience. Did
collection of all the second-hand knowledge
available-seen films, books

I had read that she had heard stories, trying

angrily to behave like a woman
Andrew had ever seen.
Arched top of her naked body to
him, throwing the shoulders back and approaching the
Razin face her firm round breasts with
still large pink nipples flaccid
provocatively hot and full of desire. The
Razin reaction was instantaneous. His hands
captured below the breasts, kissed her mouth and
she sucked the nipple to harden first and after
did the same with another. She moaned more and more
strength and could see her excitement as she folded
knees. Razin's mouth left her and it began
to move away to their knees. Knew
where she was going. Not yet, she told herself,
not yet.
He grabbed her by the shoulders, digging her nails and
pulled
hard, trying to bring them back to him.
-No, do not ... Waiting, Alex, wait up! He cried.
I like to do first that. I love it. I want it
She reached out to the swollen member
trying to surround it with the fingers while
slipped out from under him and pushed against
pillow to elevate. He opened his mouth and went to
member.
That was to be the worst, which had weighed and
feared. Fellatio was unknown, it was

I had never done anything. There had kissed Andrew

several times, but he did not like. Then I had to
do now, to transmit to the impostor his
fondness for that act. However, the idea of getting into
Appendix mouth a male's repugnant, and therefore
more that of a stranger. Yes, it seemed an act dirty
humiliating. Maybe someone who is not loved
out. But that bastard son of a bitch ... had to
do it was absolutely necessary
He closed his eyes, opened his mouth and began
serving
with that last and fatal simulation had been
bound. As the minutes passed-minute
which became hours, years, centuries., began to feel
worse and struggled to suppress a desire to
vomit that bathed his forehead with sweat. But thought
Andrew and the vital importance of its
performance, and applied with renewed impetus.
I invented on the fly and letting himself be guided by a
sort of blind instinct, moved his lips yielding to
a rate that was undoubtedly the right one, since Razin
started to move, first gently, then with
increasing speed, while introducing her hands
in his hair and stroked his head movements
increasingly tense. His mouth remained obedient.
He was muttering some words in Russian and
saying something in English that sounded like "Well,
well
good '. Now he had placed her hand on his neck and
was moving her head forward and backward.

She grasped his hands, pulled her mouth away,

choking and coughing and said:
"In time, Alex, now, please-was
efforts to place the body below that of Razin
legs apart everything I could and begging:
"V owners, enter ...Let him come in, dear. Oh, I
love it. Do it, darling, do ... well ...
He was coming closer to completion and
was drawing him toward the inside of her thighs.
I was wishing it over with. Within a few
minutes, everything would be over. But I had to follow
acting, performing comedy to perfection.
Suddenly, Razin, heeding their pleas and
undulating movement of her body, came
deeply into it. Billie felt weak under
more weight and still under the weight of the images of
Andrew began to dance in his head. It was
possible what was happening, that a stranger
had penetrated well into their bodies and that this
would fold
to love beyond gestures of disgust and
I experienced fear.
He tried to get that sudden flash of lucidity not
tarnishing his performance and let his body follow the
increasingly hectic pace of the body of Razin. He
moved as if connected to a pile of
high speed and ferocious violence began to pass it.
He tried to grab her arms as her body trembled
and his teeth chattered and his head was

hit against the headboard of the bed. He tried

eyelids briefly noting that the dark face
that hung over it was contemplating was
looking at his expression and gesture, as if
was taking note of their behavior. Holy
Heaven, I almost forgot. He was doing it for
report to another person. I had almost forgotten
project, program. He had to act for him in another
so, let him know that his behavior was
aggressive nature. I had to get that out of
unforgettable everything for him so that he had
mind when making your report. He tried to
recover the breath.
"A lex, Alex ... my goodness, you're destroying.
At first he did not answer. Continued his
rush, as if unable to repair in another
thing.
- Too Strong? He said between gasps.
"Q ANT to slow?
- No, damn it, harder still! Said
she dug her nails into his arms. I love it. Te
want to. Do not loosen. Give it harder!
With a painful effort, lifted her legs into the air,
folded them around his shoulders and crossed his
ankles
about his neck.
This led him to a frenzy Razin, who
took multiply-if possible-violence and
ardor of their movements. Billie, terrified, had the

impression that he was breaking in two and caught him

strongly before his brain disintegrated.
She struggled to keep the opinion, trying to remember
and
retrieve your plan. Your plan, your plan. Trick, treating
by all possible means to implement whatever
concerning which he had read or had spoken.
He began to shake and jump immediately to
riding that wild stallion, rising and falling
with him, dug her nails into his chest, shouting about
swearing that he had never used before.
He caught a fleeting smile that was barbaric
drawn on their face and then ripped the flesh
constantly yelling as he impaled against
bedside and was pushing like mad.
He counted the seconds, minutes, waiting for him
reach orgasm, but it did not happen. Renewed
exercises, but the thighs, buttocks and legs
did not respond. However, continued efforts to make
experience orgasm, shaking your ass,
squeezing the thighs, crying and screaming, but it
was pushed without reaching a culmination.
Then he noticed something strange in it, something that
never had noticed a man inside a
kind of explosiveness as bad growing inside
gradually feeling unintended, unexpected,
unknown, the desire that his body burst and
burst. He warned that began to drown in a
stream, with her vagina geyser about to

rising two miles high. Then I

understood, certainly understood. Was
losing control, was about to experience
total liberation. I wished to scream because there
wanted to happen for the first time in a sexual act
with that obnoxious boor. And worst, worst, was
that this would spoil your plan. I could not organize
movements if he took control
and that his body would betray her to the monster and
surrender. His fingers held to the top
the bedside. She bit her lip and implored
their senses to be destroyed and not recovered
allow your vagina to surrender.
He tried not to react. He turned his head
on the pillow, trying to take his
thoughts of that superb copulation. He was
impossible. Their collapse was delicious. It
was a few seconds of the full release.
Another attitude, another strange and unfamiliar
attitude
Andrew, it begs itself, that had Razin
something new to take note and inform. Could
get it before exploding? Lowering the legs,
hands extended forward on both sides of
that body in perpetual motion, sat upon
her hips and began to caress the circularly
buttocks and belly, thighs and belly, while the
sweat clouded his eyes and arms were shaking.
Not knowing exactly what he had done, but what
out I had done well. Because he began to howl
in Russian. His thrusts were shortened and became
more
slower and slower and then revert back to race.
Squealed
once, twice, blending into a long scream
while ceased their movements and stay
petrified, screaming and roaring while
experienced a prolonged orgasm.
Then, as if in slow motion, Razin collapsed
and fell like an airship burst.
Fascinated, she rolled down her side in bed.
He was enjoying his triumph. He had avoided
experience orgasm. He had retained control.
Now he had to exert more control in the
During the final act of her play.
Remained calm. He was resting at his side,
panting still like an animal. A few
minutes, his breathing began to normalize. It
up and smiled at him.
"H to be good, Billie," he said.
"Very good," she said softly. But Alex,
still more. I'm here. Please termnamelo.
- What do I finish?
"I'm almost ready. I want to experience the
orgasm. Please ...
- What can I do? She asked him
uncertainty.
She bent her knees and spread her legs. Extended
hands to his neck and pushed her head toward her

pubes.
Forbes love between her legs.Then
I experience orgasms.
-A h, how is this so? "He said.You like that?
"Always, always ...
He moved around her, bowed his head in
her legs and began to kiss her with a gentleness and a
skill that made her shudder in a kind of
electric shock.
Had never done anything like that and, for
amazement, he was wonderful. Feeling the caress
increasingly pressing, his body began to
respond and lifted her buttocks and began to move the
thighs while trying to suppress a groan.
It was agonizing trying to contain ... but why
what it contained? Why not give it any
satisfaction and any sense of mastery? ... Al
Screw that. He allowed a prolonged groan
out of her throat, arched back, curved
toes, lifted and came down the back,
gave a guttural scream and dissolved into total orgasm.
He joined pleased.
Trying to find the words, Billie was a
speak but failed and then nodded with
head to signify his gratitude.
"T hanks, Alex," he finally said.It was wonderful.
Now turn the music and let me sleep.
He turned sideways, put his head on the pillow

and squeezed eyelids. She heard him rise from

beds, go to the bathroom and back. He pretended to be
asleep
while he dressed, humming gently a
song.
After a while, Razin left without saying anything.
As he heard the door opening and closing
Outdoor, Billie tried to stand up. Gotta leave
No bed without difficulty. Ached all
muscles of the body. He went stumbling into the room
bathroom and soaped and not wash. Back at the
bedroom, turned off the lights, disregarded the
sleeping pill and went to bed. The bed kept
still the heat of their bodies and breathed in the air
musky odor of intercourse.
It crossed his mind erotic fragments
what had happened.
The first lady of the United States. What
barbarity. If anyone ever knew home.
Was filled with shame because of what
had done. It made her feel dirty. And what was worse
felt remorse for having enjoyed
part. However, their shame and remorse
eased by remembering that he had given to that
sacrifice to warn its own way to save him and to
save herself.
Razin, the son of a bitch. Everyone here was
bastards. He had given his due.
She smiled to herself in the darkness. It

imagined the intruder, his double, to the impostor

tomorrow night with her husband. I could see the
poor Andrew assaulted by a meek and passive wife
mad: fellatio, scratches, profanity, legs
round their shoulders all the tricks of a home
for prostitutes and, eventually inviting him to kiss sex.
Night was to be the most surprising of all revolt and
Andrew's life. I was wondering imagined
the strange woman who was mad as a
wildcat that certainly was not his Billie, the
wife he had known for seven years.
Knowing him, he knew he would not be satisfied
no more. Find out the truth.
However the actress who would be another woman,
she alone, the
Billie Bradford true, he realized he
performed the best part of the century.
The play of those sons of bitches was about to
come to an end. For her, the release was very
close.
Easily reconcile the dream achieved.
An hour later, at his office in the KGB,
located in the quiet building of the police, Alex Razin
took a notepad and a pen and tried to concentrate on
back at work.
It was not easy. His mind would not depart from the
Billie Bradford bed. Still felt the pleasure of

that wonderful sexual encounter. She felt a

pleasant sensation. He felt it was back to enjoy
Vera. He knew in his heart and his English that does
not
was quite true. Although comparisons between
women were hateful and although Vera had ever
ceased to offer leisure, this Billie Bradford
had been much better, the best female with whom
never have been lying in his life. A chick
fantastic, an aggressive woman and without any
inhibition.
He was surprised that the president of the United
United was not already for the drag.
Which reminded him she had slept
really with the president's wife
U.S.. This was the plan and hope
had hosted, but that had happened
really was almost overwhelmed. It seemed
doubly surprising that what he had
considered a political mission had become
at the height of all his sex life.
He wondered if Billie would be sexually insatiable and
would want to do it. Supposed not. Once you
could be forgiven as an antidote to his loneliness and
how
a token of gratitude for his kindness, but two
Sometimes I could not justify. That could do Billie
Bradford, who was the first lady of the States
U.S. and perhaps the world. He made himself the
promise not to atosigara.
Besides, now that it had fulfilled its mission, Vera

return to his side. He stared at the blank sheet of

pad. Soon he was going to fill with instructions
Vera explicit that might follow if this
night he slept with the president. Once Vera
would have satisfied the president, would most likely
that he would speak of their work and their plans
secrets. And once he had conveyed the Vera
Kirechenko for information, their mission had ended.
It would be discreetly changed and sent to Moscow and
Billie
Bradford would be sent to London.
The idea of having to return to Vera in his arms was
focus your thoughts on it.
At this time, Vera would be terrified. The
President had changed the schedule of your wife.
Both sex resume tonight
instead of tomorrow night. And Vera was not
prepared. What relief would experience when
receiving
its message-decryption with the explicit description of
what the president would expect of it. The fact
Vera had to do very soon love with
Razin presidente provoked a pang of jealousy.
Vera was going to give Andrew Bradford a
wonderful evening. The idea for its beautiful Vera of
the
woman who would become his wife, making the
love with another man and giving pleasure to another
man,
cast a shadow on his own feat of that
night. However, it was necessary to be reasonable. The
Vera's infidelity, as his own was false

and mechanics, was an action carried out in

duty. It had to be targeted. If your
Vera reached message, if it managed to fool the
president, he might raise the Soviet Union
with success at the summit.
Razin suddenly realized that he was
getting late, that time was passing and Vera
should be anxiously awaiting your news.
He took the black pen to rebuild his night with
Billie. Inched closer to the desk chair and noticed
I had very tired legs. In fact, his whole
body was sated, and retained the heat of those
lengthy relationships. He thought he had to
stay calm not to forget any detail of
the amazing performance of Billie.
In fact, he said to himself, details
Detailed unimportant. The important
was the diversity of performance and general attitude
relationship with a lover and what he hoped for. The
Billie general attitude had been that of a woman
without
inhibitions and sexually aggressive, eager to perform
all sorts of variations of sexual intercourse.
The analysis I thought was right. At the end of the day,
it
available evidence firsthand. And yet,
something disturbed him. The Billie Bradford had seen
this night in bed was in contradiction with the
Billie Bradford had met daily in the
During the whole week. The soft Billie had

known before tonight, with his mop of

blond hair, his young face serene and kind
manner was not the kind of woman he had met in
of bed for less than two hours. Judging from his style
and their general conduct out of bed, had
have expected anything but a wild
nymphomaniac. Indeed, had imagined loving
and sympathetic, but with a relatively passive
behavior entirely straight. Perhaps
leave up to a point, but let your hair down
completely. But in his mouth habrsela for
First, scratched him, shouting obscenities,
having grabbed his testicles and have insisted that
He put his mouth, that had been completely
unexpected and unbelievable.
Razin dropped his pen and leaned back in his chair to
think. It might be unbelievable.
Despite the need for haste, he understood
you had better hurry slow. There
too much at stake for him to commit
a mistake. The message was sent to London
decide the outcome of the summit ... and the
destination
Vera. Would have to examine with a more
critical behavior of his recent companion
bed.
"H opening behavior was Billie Bradford
during sex with him their sincere behavior
usual? Or perhaps it would have been a performance

designed to mislead so that he

send his double misinformation? Recalled
once having read a short novel
U.S.: "The Lady or the Tiger?. The hero, a
handsome young man, had committed the crime of
daring to
loving daughter of their king. After commanded to
appear in public to be judged, the hero
two doors faced a dilemma. If you opened a
door, would emerge a beautiful lady that could
possess. If he opened the other would create a
ferocious tiger
man-eater. Which of the doors open? Razin
now faced with a similar dilemma. Women
he had slept with him, would he have been a tiger? Or
While a lady? When I pressed the button on his
sexuality, was it really a wildcat, as
were some women, or was precisely what
Conversely, a meek and obedient cat tonight
was limited simply to be a wildcat?
She wondered if she would have really struggled
deceive. It had seemed a typical girl
U.S., naive and uncomplicated. But
understood that it could be something else. Behind this
facade, could have a mind more devious, cunning and
intriguing. Few were the simpletons who became
on first ladies. The ability to use the
Moreover, both their own benefit as that of his
companions, perhaps it was the common feature of
almost
All first ladies. Billie was very possible that

was able to skillfully use him to destroy

Vera.
Razin hesitated. I had to decide. There was
margin for error.
Overcome with concern, rose and addressed a
adjoining office to examine the case by Billie
Bradford. He located the folder containing cardboard
Information about your sex life. It was a folder
very little bulky.
Leaning against the cabinet, flipped through the
Memorandum of the folder. He had the names of two
young people who had had relationships
love before I met Senator Bradford. The
information was sketchy and did not contain anything
about
of their sexual behavior with them. They were later
notes that he himself had taken in relation to
interrogation he had undergone Billie. These
showed, according to Billie's statements that its
husband acted with great variety in bed. If
this is true, Billie had had to assist in
those acts, which no doubt confirm the
Razin own experiences with her. Moreover,
Raines Isobel, sometime lover of the president,
contradicted the wife. Raines had Isobel
stated that the president was conventional
sexual matters. If this is true, it was more likely
Billie had to act conventionally
to the president. Which meant that his

Tonight's performance was a farce and

a lie. Two reports completely
contradictory. Razin and closed the file again
kept on file.
Sadly returned to his desk. He realized that
Time was passing and had to take
a quick decision.
One last look at the activity tonight.
Possibility that Billie had behaved with
honesty tonight. A Razin had seemed obvious
she wanted to have sex and that
had been honest about it. He had asked that
quickly undressed and had asked that the
help to remove her nightgown. None of this seemed
have been prepared beforehand. She had
provoked and had hosted the games with pleasure
preliminary and had reacted as all
women he had known. He had insisted on the
fellatio as part of those preliminary games
he did not expect it was only because the
idealized in excess. At that time, the vehement
Billie desire to be possessed, taking into account their
excitation, was perfectly normal. She
had guided expertly into her pussy. And once you
had within it, had reacted and
collaborated as would any lover
expert. The moisture from your vagina could not be a
simulation. Billie had acted in bed less

inhibitions and more aggressively than any woman

Razin had known that, but this had not
known in bed rather than Soviet women and she
American era and the representatives of the new breed
Americans were famous for their courage in
sexual matters. Everything else-her legs
around, scratches, bad language, the fact
testicles grabbed him, was not in any way
unusual, given how well he had
screwed and had excited and how much she had
benefited. The fact that it had not been
cause an orgasm during the act had
surprised, but now, remembering it, it seemed
less surprising. Despite its boldness, few
Americans reached orgasm during intercourse.
As a climax, she had asked him to practice the
cunnilingus so she could achieve orgasm. He
had done and she had experienced orgasm
had been true. Yes, he was a nice compendium
heavenly delights. He was sure that Vera could
perfectly mimic its behavior. In sum,
as a whole and from their point of view as
participant's behavior seemed Billie
natural, with a truly normal reaction without the
slightest hint of suspicious attitude. Reliving
emotionally as a whole, Billie behavior
Bradford was reliable.
But she could be trusted? If the examining

more closely, not so much a point of view

emotional as intellectual, not as a whole but
detail by detail, could one trust her?
Possibility that Billie had behaved
lost tonight. There had been some
studied nuance in every detail, from the
beginning to end. The possibility that he acted
with fraudulence was based on the premise that out
an actress as accomplished as Vera. And why not?
As first lady in a White House
crystal surrounded by cameras, had to be well versed
in the performing arts, in the same way that Jackie
Kennedy had learned to play the role of heroin
cultural and Betty Ford had learned to play the role
A woman of simple sincerity. Tonight, Billie
would have had to arouse his suspicions of entry.
He had dressed or undressed-to-interpret
seductive role. The robe open and
filmy nightgown that had never worn
In order to provoke him. He had been
too eager to bed with him. If examined
while his record, it was evident that she was not easy
and that
his past was not promiscuity. During
foreplay, his efforts to practice
fellatio had been rough and typical of an amateur,
showing its absolute inexperience. Almost
All women who did often goaded
the tip of the tongue member, kissed it and the

compressed before suck. Billie, probably

what to do and had done nothing but
clumsily stuffing it into his mouth. Maybe this was
their
style, perhaps it did in this way with the president.
But Razin doubted, doubted she had ever
done anything like that with anyone. As for the copula
itself, at no time had seen
abandoned completely and enjoy. He had
consistently endeavored to make him think and make
feel that she was a wild and uninhibited. Is
Some women may be devoted to scratching and
tear, but thinking about it ever had Razin
personally known any to do so as
not joking. Billie had played this facet
of its performance, to the accompaniment of the
unusual
swearing, as if this were your usual reaction.
Probably also with her husband. Razin it
doubted. Some of those qualities Latinas together
the vulgarity of language, might result
somewhat evident in the course of their
daily meetings. He had never observed more
hint in this direction. On the way
he had grabbed his testicles, Razin had
warned that he did with difficulty and awkwardness
and
I could not imagine doing it with president.
Nor could he imagine forcing the president to
apply the mouth. Perhaps the hand, but never the
mouth.
Overall, had been observed throughout the
performance
simulations too many highlights,
as if that were intended to draw attention to
them so be sure to speak
Vera. Only one thing was sure. Her orgasm
not been simulated. It had been real. But what
else? Suspect.
The two arguments for or against their
sincerity, had been exposed. Now everything was
seen for sentencing.
Razin closed his eyes and tried to believe. Reopened
eyes. He had taken a decision.
Quickly took the pen and began writing. The
he wrote was to be the stay of execution of
Vera ... or his death sentence. Do not hesitate and went
writing.

9
That night at the Claridge's of London, Parker
was sitting nervously in the office
improvised Secretary Dolores Martin, counting
minutes until the meeting with
President Andrew Bradford.
Despite the pleas of Nora in the sense that
wait a little longer until I had an
more secure, Parker had decided to
below and refer to the president his suspicions. From
Secret visit to first lady Ladbury, Parker
had been obsessed by this deception. The fact
not talk about it more, not to speak of anyone
case-to the head of state would be a disservice to its
country and its leader. It was not easy
an appointment with the president with so little
advance. The president was fully occupied
until a few minutes before his departure to attend a
dinner at nine. But Parker had insisted.
"And I know he's very busy," he had said to the
Mrs. Martin, but it is a matter of a
I need to expose personnel immediately. Is

very important for the Summit. I saw him alone this

night.
Parker's insistence, coupled with her youthful
charm, had led finally to Mrs. Martin
to shortening the duration of the last meeting, to leave
a
hole. He was granted ten minutes from time.
The device's desktop Mrs. Martin was
ringing. She picked up, listened and re-hung.
-M u well, Mr. Parker, "he said, he will receive
now.
Thank Dan dole, Parker hurried
to the office of president. President
Bradford, dressed for dinner, sat
next to his desk, signing with their initial few
documents. Without looking up, said:
-S intese, Guy.I am with you right away.
Parker took a chair, anxiously watched the
crown of the head of the president and questioned
whether
Nora would have been right to advise you to postpone
the interview. Perhaps it was appropriate to
withdrawn, now that there was still time.
But then he saw that it was too late. The
President had again left the pen in the cradle,
documents had turned aside and was
preparing to hear what his visitor had to
say.
And o. .. I'm sorry to bother this way, "said
Parker.

"No worry.I have ten minutes,

Guy. I understand that this is something important.
-C inmate who may be extremely important.
I thought I had to discuss it with you
as soon as possible. It is a matter which in my opinion,
it affects
direct to you and is related to the outcome
of the summit, why do I have to explain
in private.
The president seemed in good spirits.
"All right, Guy, I'm listening. What is the
mystery?
-M mm, refers to Mrs. Bradford, the first
lady, "said Parker said hesitantly. I do not know how
explain.
-D and the easiest way.Be direct. Go
to the point.
-M uy right then, go to the point, "said Parker.Such
As you know, I have been working closely
with his wife almost daily.
"And I understand you're making a
good job with the book. Billie tells me it is excellent.
Greetings, Anyhow, the fact of seeing with
regularly as I am doing, I allowed
watching something that has concerned me. Let me
first
pose another question, Mr. President. Since the
Mrs. Bradford returned to the meeting of women
held in Moscow, have not you noticed something about
her
differently?

- What's different about it? Repeated the president,

perplexed. What do you mean? I have no idea
of what you mean.
In Parker's view, such an answer excluded
the possibility that Bradford himself had
Billie noticed any change. This is difficult without
certainly the work of communicating to the president
what he had
to say. He decided to expose their suspicions in the
most
simply and quickly as possible.
Ord-S President, what I mean is that the
Mrs. Bradford seems to have changed since
returned from Moscow. To me, that I have observed
closely,
before and after Moscow, does not seem the same
person in many ways. It is as if a woman
Bradford named Billie had moved to Moscow
for a stay of three days and another woman named
Billie
Bradford had returned.
- What are you talking about, Guy? "Said the President,
staring at Parker. That is one of its
damn speeches, you know? What is trying to
tell me? Speak clearly.
-B ueno, what I'm trying to tell is that the
Mrs. Bradford no longer looks the same. Did not you
noticed you at all?
Igo-S without understanding.Billie Billie is. It is my
wife. What's different about it?
"A lla going, thought Parker.
"Many things seem different, at least in

my opinion. His memory, for example. Their

contradictions. Your attitude. Please bear
the goodness to hear.
He spoke of the incident to Kilday purpose of
Los Angeles Times. He spoke of the failure
recognized his old friend Agnes Ingstrup in
Los Angeles luncheon party I mentioned
baseball at Dodger Stadium, during which
Mrs. Bradford had shown interest and had
revealed his ignorance of that
game. He mentioned the visit to his father's home in
Malibu
in which Mrs. Bradford had failed to identify
a photograph of her mother, she had forgotten having
seen
his nephew a few weeks ago and had been
rejected by her dog.
Before he could proceed with its list of
details, Parker was abruptly interrupted. The
Bradford chairman spoke with irritation.
- Everything comes down to it, this whole string of
bullshit that has been bugging me? God
blessed, Guy restored to sanity. What do you expect
from Billie? Is
a human being as fallible as any other. All
world is distracted occasionally. Memory
human constantly fails. In the midst of people,
under tension, can distract a person and not
recognize some friend or someone who knows from
time. I can assure you it happens to me.
I run into any official who takes

several years and did not recognize me. As for the

dog ... is ridiculous ... of age, sight is failing him.
"P lease, Mr. President, I beg
listen a moment, "said Parker, refusing to be
by defeated. On one occasion, Mrs. Bradford
referred to an embarrassing incident that had occurred
in
a party during which he had met a
actress with whom you had left
above. He said that on another occasion, I
talk about it further. Recently, when the
questioned about it, he insisted that he had never
known this actress. Maybe you already
have spoken of the press conference that Mrs.
Bradford held the other day. He told reporters that
hoped to have time to see Janet
Farleigh, although, before his trip to Moscow, had
been informed of the death of Janet Farleigh and this
story had touched her deeply. Do not you
seems a little unusual, Mr. President?
-I n all, "President Bradford,
clearly annoyed. It is a mere sample of the
human frailty. Again, everyone has flaws
memory. We all have contradictions, one day
we say one thing and say another day another on
same subject. All "for instance" you me
grounds are easily explained "He paused, looking
Parker angered. Is that really so
has come to bother? There must be something in

his head. If so, tell me and once we finish.

Parker leaned forward, resting his hands
on the desk.
-S ord president, I'm saying, I have reason
to say, I do not think his wife, First Lady
is the same as you did in Washington makes a
month.
The President Parker blinked a few
moments.
- Are you trying to tell me that he believes the
have been subjected to brainwashing?
-N o. I'm trying to say ... But wait,
Let me talk about a conference for you Nora
Judson has served you while he was engaged
elsewhere. The ambassador was called Youngdahl
in Moscow. He said that a U.S. tourist
had presented very upset in our
Embassy, claiming to be the bearer of a message
a young woman who had cornered in the Kremlin. The
Young said it was his wife, who was Mrs.
Bradford, and that the Soviets held her prisoner ...
as a fraud was taking place here
in London.
It was thought Parker, but, where were the
President Bradford?
The Bradford chairman was leaning on her
chair, staring at Parker. Remained in
silence for a few seconds. In the end, he spoke.
N-serious, Guy ... Have you been drinking?
"I've never been more calm, sir. I
repeating exactly what Ambassador Youngdahl
has told Ms. Judson.
- Have you even simulated the ambassador speak
Really?
Parker bit her lip.
"The truth is that no, sir. He believed it was
very funny. And thought that was one of the tourist
so wacky.
"And I think I said the President, while
Parker looked tired eyes. But you what
taken seriously, right?
-M and I take seriously in light of all other
errors, inconsistencies and failures of the first lady. No
she seems to be later, almost pleadingly,
Parker added: - Are you sure she has not observed
anything different in it?
The president is patience was wearing thin.
"Nothing, not a damn thing. Breakfast with her. The
I see at times throughout a day. I sleep with her. " Me
the wife seems I've always had. Are you
satisfied? Further discussion in this respect would
totally ridiculous.
Before the president to send him to retire,
Parker raised his voice in a desperate effort to
get out of the situation.
An-T one more thing, Mr. President.Occurred

yesterday. I was working late in the afternoon with the

First Lady when you came, remember? I heard
Asked what he had done all day. She
replied that he had left the hotel. Well, well, that
was not entirely true. He lied. He had left. I
I followed. She ...
-O iga a moment, "said the president,
interrupted angrily. Are you saying that followed?
Who the hell do you think you are ... following my
wife there?
Parker fought retreating slightly.
"I ... I'm sorry, sir. I did it in their own
interest. I was worried and had to find out what
proposed "He paused. He came to the establishment
of London Ladbury.
- And that sounds suspicious?Is a woman who
turns to her dressmaker? And do not tell me?
Probably not tell me because he fears that nag
because of money being spent on clothing. Is that
everything? To tell me that you have taken my valuable
time?
-H and come to tell you that I think is Ladbury
Soviet contact. And that this first lady is
related to Soviet agents.
- Can you prove it?
"I would try," said Parker
quietly and I would like you to help me.
I hoped I could convince him of the need for

British intelligence services watch over the shop

Ladbury.
-V igil Ladbury store.You mean
the register? Did not find anything? What is
put together a public scandal? Earn the enmity "
the Soviets when we are in the midst of a
sensitive negotiations at the summit? Have you gone
you crazy?
-N or I'm crazy, Mr. President, "said Parker, without
yield ground, but what's happening to our
around very well be insane. Please,
believe in my sincerity. I'm worried about you and if
I did not believe ...
"No worry for me," said the president,
interrupted. He was clearly enraged.
Worry about you. It will do so if it continues down
this way, "he paused to bring their
voice. Listen, Parker. He hired because I thought
a young intelligent and bright. I gave in to my wife
the same reasons and because I thought it was prudent
and
judicious. But now I begin to have misgivings. I
which is crazy. He had hallucinations.
He's been getting into trouble. And impose myself
this madness. But I have to admit. Stop right now that
there is still time. If allowed to continue two minutes
further, it could dismiss him. I'll give time for
reconsider. I'm tempted to tell my wife all
what you told me about it here for

show that ...

-No I tell him, please, do not do, "he implored
Parker, in the certainty that, if the first
lady found out about their suspicions, they would soon
eliminate him.
-No need to worry "said the President in
very dry tone. I will not tell you because I know she
would immediately dismiss. And do not want that
happen because you have been a good partner and
deserves another chance. "
Parker nodded in a gesture of gratitude.
"I'll give you some advice," added the president.
Keep your mouth shut. Since I learned that he
has had even one person all this nonsense,
I'll have you thrown out of here. Therefore,
the sooner recover the trial and simply do their
work. You understand me?
"Yes, sir.
"And so both recover the sanity
we realize that this conversation never took
place. And just now, Parker. Go to him and not
back to bother me one word more about
this matter.
"Yes, sir.Good evening, sir. "
It happened with a lot of opportunity, while the
president was still engaged in a

conversation with Guy Parker, shortly before his

departure
Andrew's company for dinner. And also before
their shattered nerves start to spread.
Vavilova Vera was expecting what she
seemed an eternity, not heard from Moscow. And
Moscow remained silent.
With hesitant gesture, had tried to dress for
dinner, paralyzed with fear, while examining the
alternatives open to them. None of them will
seemed promising. The best alternative was to
pretending indisposition. When you return from dinner
I could tell Andrew that she felt unwell, that
had suffered a severe indigestion, he had the flu
or had repeated vaginal bleeding.
I knew none of this was going to serve because
Immediately call Dr. Andrew Cummings
which discovered that nothing was wrong. Although
the
doctor prescribes a rest, Vera understood
it would serve only to postpone it a day
inevitable. Another possibility was to leave,
inform their contacts that their desire to make
know the prime minister could not continue without
information and go to the airport outside of
London, the former RAF base that the British
had offered to the Soviet Union for use
exclusive, and returning to Moscow for the change by
Billie Bradford. However, Vera did not want to leave,
I did not want to fail in the most difficult of all his
papers.

It was possible that he was never again offer such

chance of glory.
That left no choice: confronting what
inevitable, lie down tonight with Andrew and trust
intuition. Excessively risky.
He had plunged into the depths of despair
when the phone rang. The caller identified
Fred Willis as blessed.
- Are you alone? He asked.
"Yes. For now.
"I want to communicate something. Related to their
questions about what is served in Disneyland.
Vera turned over the heart. It was like a
Last minute suspension of sentence of death.
-O h, Fred ...
"Until then he said, hanging up.
He waited nervously behind the front door,
without taking his eyes off the door leading to the
suite of offices of the president. If
Andrew was presented at the time appeared
Willis would have to act quickly.
Three or four minutes later, Fred's voice
Willis in the hallway, talking to service agents
security. He opened the door and greeted him. Willis
came in and
Vera closed the door.
Willis reached into his pocket and called out
Low:
-E s dangerous to put it in writing, but is

too detailed to transmit verbally

-Placed a folded note in the hand of Vera and
He smiled. Everything is here. Exactly what you
wants. Read and then destroy it in private.
Network-F, does not know how ...
But he was gone.
Glancing at the door of the suite of
offices of President, Vera ran to the bathroom.
After closing the door on the inside, unfolded at all
hurry the note which was a single sheet
typed in English to a space. He gave
a quick look with a radiant and
he read a second time word for word,
memorized. I was about to read
for the third time when she heard Andrew's voice from
the
bedroom.
- Are you ready? He asked.
"Give me a few minutes, honey," she said.
Fully opened the water in the sink, broke into
pieces of the KGB note and threw the papers to the cup
the toilet. He poured the water, making sure that all
the papers had disappeared. Satisfied, she removed
robe and began to prepare for dinner.
He had been unusually animated during
dinner and saw that Andrew was very pleased.
Upon returning to Claridges and enter the suite, the
head of
Sam Ridley Staff Admiral was waiting
to talk with the president. It had turned to a

side with Andrew and had approached it quietly.

The President had nodded and had
come back to Vera.
"L or feel, dear, but something that has arisen
I need to discuss. I have to go down with the admiral.
No
take more than half an hour, "he winked and walked
him
lips in my ear: "Do not go to sleep. I've been
waiting a long time tonight.
She had grazed his cheek with a kiss.
"I'll be awake, waiting for him
promised.
And here he was, wiping with a towel after having
taken a bubble bath, knowing that Andrew
would arrive and ready to sleep with her.
Applying a bit of perfume, aroma Favorite
Billie, Vera was examined critically in the mirror
full height behind the bedroom door
bathroom. What he saw was nothing to be ashamed or
so
even worry about. Your breasts were wonderful,
pointing forward, without any fall. There
succeeded in controlling weight and his stomach was
smooth and
hips beautifully curved, but firm. It
fleetingly wondered how Andrew was going to try that
body. Although no longer felt fear and
their confidence had been reborn, the doubts about him
again cause some concern. It was that
familiar feeling I had experienced since the
childhood, waiting between racks, waiting for it

or lift the curtain to give her foot.

Vera slipped in its vaporous silk nightgown, the
pale pink. He went to the bedroom, opened and
dimmed the lights and, finally, let's just turned
lamp on the bedside table of the president.
Approaching her bed, she dropped the blanket,
approached the two
pillows, took a novel and lay down to await
the last and most difficult hurdle of that risky
company.
After a while, saw that he had taken half
hour, and after forty minutes and fifty since
he had gone to the meeting. There is no point trying
sleeping or pretending to be asleep. He would not
allow it.
She opened the novel with the intention of distracting,
but
was useless. His head was elsewhere. He closed the
book,
left on the table, lifted the pillow against the
head and sat up a little. The material had
received from Moscow about how to treat the
president had been in bed some general
things, specific in others, but overall, had
as an excellent idea of what I should expect and
what is expected of her. He wondered how
would become so intimate that material, but as
Logically, I knew very well. Alex had seduced Billie
Bradford. Alex had gone to bed with the first lady.
Alex had written instructions. And yet,
the almost certain knowledge of all this was not
provoked
slightest feeling of jealousy. Billie Bradford would not
have
meaning for him than a job well done. Vera
I was sure that his main concern would
been to get her safely back together
him. Recently, I had not thought much about Alex,
but now saw again the old affection and
love for him and recalled his affection for it will
serve as a stimulus in the course of the evening.
Thinking about your next performance, for which,
ultimately,
felt well prepared, eager to realize what that
was to undertake it. The excitement was
experiencing was probably much greater than
which had experienced if he had known he was going
to debut in Moscow with Dollhouse.
He also recalled that it was going to happen tonight
was only a means to the end that is
proposed. The fact of giving the president the
would provide the benefits expected. Into
a while, he relaxed and communicative show,
wisely prodded by her, no doubt reveal
their secret plans in relation to the peak. Morning,
It would convey the prime minister. The paper
she would have played end in victory.
The day after tomorrow would be flown back to
Moscow and Billie
Bradford would be sent simultaneously to London. The
change would take place. The real Billie Bradford
resume his usual role as first lady. And she, of
again in Moscow, would undergo a series of
Small plastic surgery to change

your perfect little resemblance to Billie and recover

Vera his old face. Honored and glorified, Vera
once again resume his theatrical career. The
major roles of the Moscow theater would be for her.
And Alex, dear Alex, would be for her outright is
could marry or live with him as he wished.
He checked his watch. It had been over an hour.
The president was holding a lot. He
to be very important to stay away
I wanted something so vehemently. I had to
Patience, she told herself, and had to be
generous and gentle. For him, the experience of this
night
had to be pure and total. And above all, had
to disarm.
Five minutes later, she heard the opening and closing
front door and the sound of the lock when closed
inside.
Andrew Bradford hurried into the
bedroom, he smiled, took off his jacket
the suit, took off his tie and undid the
shirt. He went straight to her and kissed her
lips.
Aya-V, you're gorgeous, "she said.Sorry I
evening. We had to finalize some details and
specifying the
strategy of our conversations. I tell you I
has been difficult to concentrate at work, knowing
you were here and we might again enjoy
like old times. "

-T and I, Andrew. "I've missed.

"No more than I like you," the President had
removed his shirt. A few minutes and I'm with you.
-D ate quickly.
The disappeared into the bathroom. Now
remove the rest of the clothes. Would go to the toilet.
He heard
the sound of water in the toilet. Then he heard a rumor
tap water. Then silence. "Cologne" thought -
Zizanie. "
He returned to the bedroom barefoot. While emerging
from
in the shadows, Vera was able to observe that their
blue boxer shorts. He had a pretty solid
figure, a little flabby in places, but
nice look for a man of his years. It
unbuttoned his trousers, dropped them on the ground,
and walked away across the twin beds.
He could see the member, a bit lengthy, ranging from
forth. It was not yet erect.
- Are you tired, dear? He asked.
'A little. We have been having a current
brainstorm incessant down there-issued a brief
laugh. But I'm too tired.
It was getting into bed.
For a moment, Vera turned over the pulse
throat. Her confidence faltered a bit. The
Alex report was accurate enough or that you
had seemed to her, but suddenly had the
impression that it contained no exact figures.

"Don of the initial details were?What should

occur in the next few seconds? Should she
lean towards him? Or was he who was inclined toward
her?
He began to slide under the blanket approach
him, but stopped.The instructions indicate that it
to be the one who moved first.
And so it happened.
He had thrown the blanket a little further down and
was by her side in bed and was spreading
hand toward the edge of her nightgown. She joined
a bit, as he hinted that he hoped
did, then gave him the task of removing the
nightgown. He raised his arms to the gown
could glide more smoothly over the breast and
by his arms. The threw the nightgown on the floor.
-G ot the most beautiful breasts said land,
looking very serious for a moment.
-S On yours, just yours, "she said, laying the
shoulders back.
-S anto sky, "he said in a whisper, leaning
toward the breast nearest to him while
compressing the lips on the nipple flattened
began to kiss it and lick it until it is
harden and lift. His lips moved to
other breast and her hand curled under it,
caressing and kissing.
-A ndrew, I ...

She closed her eyes and stood motionless, supporting

just one hand on his head. He was kissing the
navel and belly, while a hand was beginning to
glide smoothly down with caressing
a delicacy that Vera was too much. Then
noticed that something was compressed against his
thigh and opened
eyes, finding that the member had stood by
complete.
Approaching the mouth at his ear, he struggled to
breathe
heavily. She felt tempted to kiss him with
passion, but she refrained from doing so. He recalled
the
instructions.
As he knelt, lifted her legs and
the split. I was completely energized and not
was really wet, which worried her until
pointed out previously had applied a
sterile lubricant to facilitate penetration.
He continued a few more minutes his gentle caresses
and
leaned back and kissed her breasts, before
of down between her legs to penetrate her. When
was inside, the lovingly surrounded with
arms, trunk and pushing his face to his. The
Andrew's hand slid down his back and waist.
-S anto sky he exclaimed, how I wanted ...
how good ... How good ...
-M uy good, baby.
Was moving now regularly towards
upward and downward, upward and downward.

She covered her eyes with her arm and opened the
mouth with rapt expression. Have liked to shake the
back violently, up and down with him, forcing him to
ride it harder, make him gallop with her, but,
once again, was contained and limited to undulate
slightly.
He removed his arm from his eyes. The features of
Andrew appeared contracted. His thrusts are
was accelerating. Vera was supposed to be passing
well. I hope so. For her, it was
actively intervening too, was a
silent participant in this performance as soloist.
For a fleeting moment, Vera was
tempted to shake again and to provide a
genuine pleasure trip. What fun would
result see his face, the countenance of the president
United States, while someone excited to
him crazy. However, the essence of the report of
KGB about the sexual behavior of Billie burned
in his mind as clearly as the notes
plays ...
Regular face-up position. Reactions
mainly passive. Let him come to you. Nothing
foreplay, excluding the breasts and clitoris.
To do everything in its way. Reacts normally
and pleasure. Do not make any aggressive movement.
It is doubtful that will cause an orgasm during
act. Doing so ensures that your response is not
excessive. When finished, you'll probably induce

orgasm manually. We know all

details, but suppose that will suffice. Let him
he addressed the function, follow him and give the
current
understand that pleases you. All your movements
have to be familiar, comfortable and developers
conjugal affection. That has to be liberating
routine, not a big affair. It seeks to work
nicely in his world of men. Good luck.
Okay, good luck. " Thanks, Alex. So
Billie had been a mistress boring.
Vera said that the president's body
arched, heard him wheeze and gasp, he felt impelled
harder, accelerating the pace of its
rush and suddenly, standing by a
still time, poured into it while
Vera murmured something that failed to understand.
Already
everything was completed, she thought, had a right to
feel
proud, having run the entire distance without a
single hitch. The failure so feared by Moscow had
become a success.
Sitting up slightly on the elbows, it
began to withdraw from inside the slippery appendix.
-M Aravilla, Andrew, wonderful. "
"Better than ever" he said, panting. You've been
better than ever.
She lowered her legs cramped and stretched.
-H has been delicious, "she whispered, imitating the
voice
Billie occasionally hoarse, the wait is well deserved

worthwhile. He had departed from it.

"T here are also expected anything which deserved
penalty, "he said lazily.
"T hese too tired," she said, trusting
Now fully in the report. You do not have
do.
Andrew's hand is introduced through his
legs.
-L or want to do.I want you as happy as I am.
Then he began to caress with the same
smoothness and lack of passion he had shown
throughout the event. What a man as unimaginative
was president, but perhaps not his fault
but Billie, to whom he had described as someone
so cold.
While he was gently compressing,
Vera began to move his head side to side
on the pillow and shook his buttocks slightly
-Billie knew now, simulating an excitation
controlled. It had been five to six minutes and
knew it was going to experience a real orgasm.
The final problem. It was clear that Billie used
experience orgasm that way. But,
How long does it get? Ten minutes?
Twenty? Half an hour? I had to wander the calculation.
Was
necessary that he told him.
-A ndrew plaintive voice said, "I regret
by both.

-E STAR well within minutes.

Relax, take it easy, honey, we have all
the time it takes.
With his head to one side, his eyes saw the hour.
Six minutes had passed. It was two. "Oh,
Andrew, Andrew, I'm all wet.
"And you're about.Easy. Do not think.
"Stupid idiot, thought Vera. Give it a good one.
Now I hope to get back those years of real living that
life owes me. Right now. "
Stiffened, squeezed her thighs, lifted
butt, gave a muffled cry, shuddered ... and
loosened. Andrew turned away and smiled.
"And it is.
"Thank you, Andrew." Delightful from beginning
until the end. Hold me, honey, hold me tight.
As his arms around her, Vera smiled
himself. The best orgasm simulated all
history was secure. Take off and Bernhardt
Duse, that's an actor.
Andrew's embrace had lost strength.
"Now the transition, she thought, in love all
is allowed ... now, the war. " He had overcome the
ordeal unscathed, without being discovered and, at
Apparently with an absolute success. But it was the last
performance, the real purpose of all those
acrobatics, the denouement. How to face the
task? I had rehearsed many times
mentally. I had to plunge into it without much
haste and without much anxiety, but neither
too slowly, lest he fell asleep.
Show yourself clever. Act naturally.
- Andrew?
- Yes, honey?
"Judging by how I feel, I could do all
night.
-L or know.Me too. I wish it were possible. But,
taking into account discussions with Soviet
the next few days, let's get some facts
scraps. These are moments of high tension. We played
it
all. I can not tell you how I will be at night.
She turned completely sideways. He had
returned to his bed and he was lying face
back with his head on the pillow
staring at the ceiling.
- Why will this time more tension than in other
occasions? She asked casually. Always
no tension, I know. But it seems as if these
I cared more meetings. I do not understand.
-B ueno, I will expose the problem, "he said.
As a rule, negotiate from a position of
strength. That will make the job easier. But this time ...
Andrew's voice faded as he sank
in thought.
-T his time ... this time, what, Andrew?I have
in suspense.
-A h, sorry "he said, focusing again on the

conversation. This time we must maintain a

deception to win. It is not easy. Very complicated.
Some
day I'll explain.
"No fair, Andrew," she said, pretending
exasperated. Do not treat me as a citizen of
second class. You've always believed in me. I have
trusted you. You you care about what I do
daily. Well, well, I also am interested in what
you do. We are a team, Andrew. " The
share everything. Therefore, do not go
suddenly macho confines me to the kitchen.
Tell me about the problems you face. Want to
share with you.
-N or want to hide anything, "he said in a tone of
apology. The thing is I'm exhausted and it is
too late. But you have right to know. I'm going to
explain simply. I hope that in time, you
comply with a summary. Since you will enlarge the
details another time. " Will it be enough version
Summary?
-No need to be even a summary.
I'll settle for a miniature version. I
sure it is something related to this site
Africa ... Boende ... and your disagreement with the
Soviet. But where is the problem? Why are you so
become so difficult? I must learn all you can
affect my sex life.
"And we are," he said, smiling.He thought about this
and

sobered. The Soviets have this

Communist rebels called Nwapa ready Boende
take over the country. If the Soviets supplied
weapons, can easily take over the country. But
Soviets are not sure of us. If we
provided arms and Kibangu President
government, if we were willing to oppose them
and to intervene, would be crushed. A defeat would
influence
communist in power in Africa.
-B ueno, but do you have a gun? She asked
almost casually, making a casual question
interested own wife.
-E so it is exactly what the Soviets want
know, the president sighed. The fact is that
we have not armed.
- What have you not armed? She repeated.
"Not really. We just simply to simulate
yes. And that my problem lies in getting
maintain the ruse.
Vera experienced a burst of emotion. The three
years of efforts were having finally result.
He had everything he needed Kirechenko, had already
secured the victory.
Vera ran his fingers through the hair of Andrew.
"Poor me," he said gently. No wonder
you've been so worried. "
"And you've been so affectionate," he said, taking her
by
wrist and kissed his hand.

"T hank you, Andrew, Vera was asked whether the fact
emphasis would be to tempt fate too. Decided
try it with caution. Adopted a puzzled expression.
One thing I do not understand.
- What is it?
"Even the Soviets would know that the
you are cheating and decide to act, could not you
you act quickly, sending supplies
Boende airlifted to government?
"Yes, we could, but, no, we can not.This me
cost reelection. I'll show the results of
recent private opinion polls when
go home. Therefore, we can not intervene in
the last moment to save Boende-president
He paused. Fortunately, the Soviets do not know.
If they did, would mandate that his rebels entered
action and seize Boende in less than a
week. And certainly would refuse to sign our pact
of nonintervention. Be charged the summit.
- Are you sure you do not know?
"Of course I do not know. And I do not know. Which
means a victory for us and the lion in
Boende uranium from an advanced control
Central Africa and the term of the raids
communists. Now you know what worries me.
Vera was finding it hard to repress his
emotion. He had found out everything that was vital
find out. It had taken over the great secret of

president, was the only person in the Soviet Union

I knew him. Until tomorrow.
-A ndrew, we will win, right?
"We can not bet on it. If we play well
our letters and we manage to keep the lamp,
win.
'P erderis, she thought.
Vera yawned.
"Andrew, do not know how much better it makes me
feel to share things with you. As
least now I understand how you're going through-it
propped herself on one elbow. Good night,
honey-kissed. Thanks again for this
wonderful night the best we've had. Forget
your worries and thinks about us. Now I hope to get
back those years of real living that life owes me.
try to sleep a little.
-B ood night, sweetheart.It will be better than both
Let us get some sleep.
Andrew covered her shoulders with a blanket and
curled up under it. She rose from bed, took
the pill to sleep, went to the bedside
President, extinguished the lamp and returned to his
bed in
the dark and slipped under the blanket.
He remained lying on her back, waiting for the
pill he took effect when he heard snoring. He knew that
she soon be able to sleep. He felt
too excited about the success to erase the
joy that he had produced.

Reviewed the following instructions. If

find out something important, he was told, would have
to
Fred Willis to contact. This, in turn,
establish contact with Ladbury, which organized the
Meeting with Prime Minister Kirechenko. In the
set time, Willis was responsible for that
provide a car and a driver, without escort
the guards of the security service. It would
taken to the base abandoned by the RAF
Westridge, ceded to the Soviets for their transport
air exclusively. Arriving at the base, would
accompanied to the car where they would be waiting
Prime Minister and General Kirechenko Chukovsky.
And she will reveal all he had learned by
through the President Bradford. Immediately
then be accompanied on board a reactor
Soviet Moscow and return it to Billie Bradford
simultaneously would be moved to London.
Kirechenko reach success. Vera Vavilova
reach theirs. Incessant calls the proscenium,
heroine of the Soviet Union.
She huddled under the blanket. He had never been
happier.
Vera Vavilova, heroin and legend.
It was something that would allow him to sink into
sleep.

10.
They were the last hours of the afternoon, the weather
was
going fast and the sky was clouded when
Guy Parker drove past Buckingham Palace, surrounded
the monument to Queen Victoria, went to the curb,
Jaguar powered brake and let the motor
idling while looking at one of the
three entries for the presence of Nora Judson.
Takes twenty minutes walking the St. James's
Park, constantly slowing the march to pass
outside the palace to pick up Nora. But she does not
had appeared.
Would have had to interview the first lady
morning and planned to devote the afternoon to
follow if he left the Claridges. A
short call and a scribbled note from Nora had
altered those plans. The call informed him of Nora
the interview with Billie had to be canceled. His
note, received after lunch, he said: "The
Prince of Wales has invited Madame Billie and
Kirechenko to tea this afternoon at the Palace
Buckingham. Can you pick up at the entrance

Home to four? Go ahead, please.

Now it was four and twenty Nora was still
appear. A point another turn around the
monuments, Nora Parker spotted in the yard, beyond
the high bars of the gate, passing hastily
address the accommodation of the police towards the
side entrance of the northwest. He saw her leave
quickly,
dodging a group of tourists stopping to
seek. She descended from the car, waved to the
hand and finally managed to get his attention. She
ran to the car and went up to it.
- How are you? He asked, while
Jaguar in with the traffic flow.
"O ur queen is still with Prince
she said. I have fun with the official
Palace Press. Sorry to be late. I have asked
collect me not to accompany me but
because you wanted to know what happened last night.
Do I turn in earnest to see the president?
- Yes
- Did you tell him what you thought?
"Everything, all the suspicions I had in relation
with the first lady.
- Well?
"Well, you were right. He almost
goodbye.
- Both are angry?
"He very angry," said Parker, nodding

grim. He told me he was mad. Found

explanation for all the mistakes that she had
committed. He warned me that, as you mentioned
something
of that to someone, let me go.
Upongo S-that from their perspective, their attitude is
comprehensible, "said Nora, pursing his lips
pensive expression. Finally, after all, lives with her.
She
Billie is his, as it always has been, nothing has
changed or is different.
"T his was for me the biggest obstacle-Parker
vehicle stopped at a traffic light. For him, still
Billie still the same as always. That's what I
demoralized. You and I know something is happening
We do not know where to go and no one
can believe us-to receive the green light again, stepped
the accelerator. He even advised the president what he
he must do.
- What is it?
Ask the British-recorded the
Ladbury setting. The visit Billie's secret
has become a very suspect. I am sure
that the Soviets used as a contact. A
registration sudden we may offer evidence
need.
- And how did he react?
"Perhaps unsurprisingly, Parker launched a
sigh. A man who thinks his wife does not
nothing happens will not think there's anything wrong
with the

fact that this visit your dressmaker. He declined to take

consider my plea. And raged like a madman
because he had followed her Billie.
Parker suddenly noticed a movement
her and then saw that Nora had been incorporated into
the seat, his eyes shining with excitement.
G uy, I just had a great idea said
she said. It was so logical that we have overlooked. If
the
president needs a concrete fact for
convinced, I know how to get it. Traces
Billie fingerprints. They must be filed in
somewhere. Look for them ... checks for traces of
This First Lady coincide with yours ...
Parker broke off, shaking his head.
"It's useless. No litter misguided, Nora. But it is a
little late. Me and I never thought ... thought
tell you. Hoped to show the evidence to
President, if they confirm our
fears. I telephoned the White House asked a good
friend of the West Wing to find me confidentially
Billie fingerprints and send them to me in the
next airmail. An investigation of
routine. Want to know what happened? The computer
tracks located at the FBI, Department of
California DMV and I do not know in
how many other sites. My friend asked for a copy. You
know
what? Billie's fingerprints are not
found anywhere. Missing. Had

missing. Someone did a good job. By

Thus we have a suspicion, but we are lacking
evidence.
-M Aldito be.
"Well you can say.
Brook Street had marched and were
approaching the Claridges.
"And now what, Guy?
"I'll continue tracking down
Billie to see if anything happens, "he answered,
shrugging
shoulders.
"N ow do not keep worrying about that.Billie did not
return to Buckingham Palace until later.
This night will not. Want to catch up on the
correspondence. Do not you spend the night apetecera
me?
The barely hear.
"No," he said, slowing down. I mean,
Yes, I would ... but ... "Deeply engaged in
thought, approached the Jaguar at the curb, a few
concierge meters and stopped. His face
shone as he patted the steering wheel. You know
one thing, "he said. I just thought ... what
should do.
- What?
Visit-establishing myself Ladbury.
Browse. May invite to dinner.
"And you'd think or twice," said Nora
worried tone. If your hunch turns out to be true,
might see you gotten into trouble.
- What do you mean? Parker asked
cheerfully. Is "black" the first lady
visiting the designer of the first lady?
Absolutely normal. Totally guilty.
Esu-P do not know.When are you going?
Parker looked at his wristwatch.
"Now.
He moved to the entrance of Claridges. The
glowing concierge rushed to open the
Jaguar door.
G uy, beware, "said Nora, bowing to
Parker kiss.
"L or try.I want to see you. Maybe even
tonight. Stay there.
-T and I'll be waiting "Nora brushed her sleeve
Guy, be very careful.
Nora dropped the car and he walked away.
Although there was a very intense traffic
that time, Parker reached in less Motcomb the street
fifteen minutes. He found a parking space to
one block from the Halkin Arcade and Store
Ladbury, closed the door and walked the distance.
Upon reaching the entrance to the store of the fashion
designer, is
stopped momentarily to take stock of all its
asset. Finally, he seized the knob and the door opened
to
inside. As I crossed the threshold, a bell

alarm announced his arrival.

Standing on the soft carpet of whitish,
Parker considered local. He had no dependent
sight. The room appeared decorated with very good
taste and wealth. In the front one
figure on a pedestal wearing a cocktail dress
black velvet and a green shawl. Behind the dummy
would be a great showcase to be elongated in
exhibited some jewelry. Along the walls on both sides
costumes were expensive. In some shelves
rectangular had jerseys and shirts. In a hollow
he dresses, skirts, tailored suits and pants
hung. In the back were two mirrors at all
height and several antique chairs scattered. Half of
the back wall was covered with a vine
stretched over a lattice. In half of the
back wall stood a spiral staircase
leading upstairs and a hall that appeared to
led to the testers and offices.
Parker remained only half a minute, that
elegant indifference and quiet atmosphere that you
grace made before the present one
since the back. It was the squat and masculine
Parker woman who remembered seeing in the House
White, ie Assistant Ladbury, Rowena
Quarles.
Parker stood in front, looking like a
intruder.

How may I help you?

- Yes

"I see Mr. Parker said Ladbury

politely. Working for Mrs. Bradford. She
has indicated that comes to them.
- "Mrs. Bradford?
-Billie Bradford. The first lady, first lady
United States. I think it's one of the customers
Mr. Ladbury.
- She sent you? Asked Miss Quarles
in hesitantly.
- Yes
Well, it's possible that Mr. Ladbury is
busy. But I'll see. Who say that you visit?
T-Mr. Parker.
"If you wait a moment, Mr. Parker.
The assistant headed down the hall.
Parker began to wander around the impressive local
stopping at the window containing the
dazzling jewelry.
On the corner of his eye, he saw a young slim
yellow fringe surprising, coming up with step
elastic and quizzical.
- "Mr. Parker? "Asked the designer with a voice
falsetto. Ladbury I said, handing him a
dismissive hand. "Mrs. Bradford sent you?
"No exactly," said Parker, dropping his hand
designer. But in a way, yes. I'm a Guy
Parker and work in the White House. I am helping

Mrs. Bradford to write her book. What she told me

that was really useful to interview the
people she knows in London. It is possible that
I have mentioned.
"No I have heard a word concerning
interviews Ladbury said. But I have heard
mention something about a book he was
writing when I recently visited the White House.
Ueno-B, because I am here about this
book. I thought maybe you could spare me a
some free time to discuss the tastes of the
First Lady in terms of fashion. Do not like,
what they like, how you met, one or two
anecdotes. Perhaps you could go for a drink
or dinner with me. I know I say this with very little
advance, but ...
-E s very kind of you, thanks, "said Ladbury,
interrupting him. I understand what you need for the
book. I love to Mrs. Bradford and will be glad
in collaborating with you, Mr. Parker, but I fear that
not now, at his gold Patek Philippe. It is a
little late. Almost closing time. We will close the
establishment within a few minutes. After I
an appointment for a dinner, concluded long ago. The
sorry. But look, why not phoned me in
one or two days? Make an appointment as it should
where we can talk at ease. Perhaps
over lunch. What do you think?

-T he one or two days.Okay. I'll call you.

Rowena Quarles had emerged from the back hall.
- The telephone, Mr. Ladbury! "He said. Paris!
- I'll be right! Ladbury said. He turned to
Parker. Good Lord, forgive me for being so rude,
but few hours ago I hope this call. I feel that
may have been today. I make it up-spun
back and said, "Give me memories of Mrs.
Bradford. I must see her while in London.
Parker moved toward the door. Upon reaching it,
stopped and glanced around. Ladbury had
disappeared down the hallway. Once again, Parker
alone in the room.
W hat had been the last words
Ladbury? Give my regards to Mrs.
Bradford. I must see her while in London.
However, Ladbury had already seen here in
London. Parker himself had seen entering Billie
that store.
She had lied about it. Now Ladbury
also had lied.
Q "hat was happening?
Their suspicions were strengthened and re -
tempted to find out the truth about that store.
He looked across the aisle. Ladbury's office should
be no doubt in the back.
Parker took a decision.
He grasped the handle and opened the door. The bell

above rang shrilly. Without moving the site,

Parker closed the door. " And she was inside the
shop.
Turning, advanced with greater stealth
possible towards the back, stepping silently
soft carpet. He glanced at the lighted hall. The
corridor was empty. Trying to hold his breath,
started to go into it. From Halfway
Ladbury could hear the phone. Parker continued
forward. It had several rooms protected by
curtains to the left. Assumed they were the testers.
Walking slowly, went on down the aisle
until you can clearly hear the voice of Ladbury,
speaking
with a colleague in Paris. Almost in front of what
should be the
Ladbury private office, there was another room with
entry protected by curtains. Parker broke up the
curtains and hid between them. He was in a
female tester sized, beautifully
decorated. On both sides, high three-sided mirrors.
Directly opposite the wall was an open cupboard
full of women's eveningwear, mostly costumes
very long label. Soon, Parker approached
the closet, take his clothes, broke through them
to the wall and let it cover in costume
complete. Compressed uncomfortably against the hard
wall, protected by the suits with their perches
padded, Parker was certain that nobody who
entered the tester could see him.

He listened. Since the release across the

corridor Ladbury's voice sounded a bit muffled,
but you could hear.
Parker stood between the dresses, medium
suffocated by them, fully aware of the
temerity of risk he was taking. If someone
found there, could not offer any explanation
acceptable and the consequences would be appalling. If
the
Ladbury shop was indeed a point of
KGB contact, their captors will eliminate
immediately. If it were only a store
legitimate haute couture, his captors would give him
the local police as a common thief or intruder. The
President learned of the arrest and dismiss him from
immediately. Fall into disgrace and would be helpless.
I was beginning to have doubts about their
suspect and his activities as a detective
amateur and I was considering
leave monitoring and leave the store now
that there was time, when the doorbell rang
door. She pressed tightly against
wall, but listened.
He could faintly hear how close the door,
How is again open to the accompaniment of
ring and how it shut again. On the
background, Ladbury's voice.
-A ttendez!Attendez! "I was telling someone
over the phone. Now turned to someone who

was in the office. You have to be them.

Take, Rowena, take care of the phone. His French is
better than mine. Tell him to get his damn shipping
next week for sure. No
entertained too. Get rid of this wretched woman.
We work here ... better go to see if they have
arrived.
Parker peered through the costumes and below the
curtain of the dressing that did not reach the ground,
could
do patent leather shoes of the emerging Ladbury
corridor. Apparently, Ladbury was looking toward the
door. With his shrill voice, told
someone:
- Ah, they're here, come on time!Come to
office! Hey, Baginov, let's close the door. Sea
good boy and run the latch of the door. The
spare key is in the pocket of the model
velvet, black velvet dress the dummy.
Only now come be missing some damn customer ...
Very good, good boy!
Ladbury seemed to be waiting for the new
arrived at the door of his office. Then for
under the curtain, Ladbury approached about
brown suede shoes, followed by about shoes
black leather and thick soles.
-S Ladbury enormous greeted them with shrill voice,
I understand that there is good news.
-L as better, "said an American voice

pseudobritnico accent and a slight lisp.

The lisp Parker found it slightly familiar,
but he could not identify it immediately.
-L to front door is locked, "reported a
bass voice with a slight Russian accent.
-A time is not going to bother us, "said Ladbury.
Come to my office. I have an excellent sherry.
From his hideout, Parker heard. For a
brief interval, he could hear nothing. He wondered if
Ladbury would have closed the office door.
For relief of Parker's voice was heard Ladbury
again suddenly sounded as if from a certain
distance.
"O n this important success," said Ladbury.
It seems that the silence had occurred while
is now poured the drink and the four were
toast to the good news. Parker tried to
conjecture about the reason for that conclusion.
Available
was some kind of Soviet victory, what was
doing here an American? If it was some kind
U.S. or British triumph, what was
a Soviet doing here?
- "So what has given our lady?
Sk-voice again Ladbury.
-T odava not, but almost, "said the voice
American's lisp. She has informed me
simply that it is in power than
need. He will meet Prime Minister in the

quoted concerted place at eleven o'clock this

night. Then give your report.
- You want me to communicate? Asked
Ladbury.
-C prisoner not, "said the American.
Hopefully it is made.
"B ut what about the change ... when ...? Asked
Ladbury.
Eventually, the Russian voice:
-No change. When Vera has provided the
information, their usefulness is over. Then the
another will be returned.
A long silence.
Ladbury broke.
- "So our friend Vera is settled?
"It is necessary," the Soviet Parker
recalled having been appointed with the surname of
Baginov on arrival.
-S upongo Ladbury so, "said in a tone distress.
Pity. Smart woman. Does that happen when you
seen the prime minister?
"T his evening," said Baginov.
- Do you have a safe place? Ladbury asked.
"Everything is arranged Baginov he said.
- What if the body was found one day?
Sk-Ladbury.That could ...
-No need to worry Baginov "he said.It will not be
identifiable. Not even the face. Acid.

Another silence.
- When did you pass on? Ladbury asked.
"Will you be here after eleven tonight
Baginov said. Fedin is right behind with a key. In the
other end will be ready to act.
-T all resolved, "said Ladbury.
Parker could hear muffled rumors-of
chair or feet-and peeking out, saw the
movement of four pairs of shoes that left the
office, one pair belonged to Miss
Quarles. Soon after, he heard the sound of the door
entry closing. By means of a switch
Overall, all the lights.
Parker stood behind the costumes. No
known if they had remained alone in the store. Perhaps
one of them had remained. The fact that
discovered would mean a certain death. Without
But I could not stay too long
hidden in that closet. Later or sooner,
would be abandoned. In fact, as soon as possible
best.
He decided to stay where he was fifteen
minutes. If one of the four had been,
any movement that did could be heard.
Expected that offered the first opportunity
assimilate what he heard. What he heard, stripped
all their suspicions and fantasy, was reduced to the fact
brief that the three men who had heard
were acting in secret talks. Had a
agent named Vera. This was discovered some
secret information of great value. I was going to pass
the "prime minister" tonight. Since in London
at that time there was only a first
minister Soviet Premier Dmitri
Kirechenko, it was undoubtedly a
Soviet operation related to the peak and the three
men who had gathered in the store Ladbury
were agents of the KGB. Baginov what was no doubt.
Ladbury too. And an American who spoke with
a slight lisp. The agent called Vera, having
learned what the Soviets needed to know, would
to be removed immediately after
issued information to the prime minister. And not only
kill but also were going to deface.
Parker realized that it could not be doubted. All
confirmed his suspicions. This Vera was without a
doubts the Billie Bradford twice. He had started to
president a vital information and now
it would convey to the prime minister. Then
should be removed to destroy any evidence
would have been a perfect double for the first lady
so that, if you find the body, not
Soviet intrigue might be discovered. Then "the
other, "ie, the real Billie Bradford would
back and act as if nothing had happened.
The enormity of this operation stunned Parker.

The fact they were so close to scoring

a triumph led him to leave his hiding place.
For more than fifteen minutes is not listening
any noise in the store. Parker pushed the costumes and
moved toward the center of the tester in the dark.
Extending a hand in front of him like a
sleepwalking, walked into the hallway. His fingers
touched the
curtain. The pushed aside and stepped into the hall.
Here a
ray of light shining from the store. He followed
carefully to the front. Several lights
like, just inches from the ground, served as
lights and will facilitate progress. Part
from before the establishment of Ladbury is
was partially illuminated by a lamp on the
gallery. Outside, it was already dark.
On reaching the door, Parker stopped. No
was surprised to find out what was shaking. He tried to
open the door. It was locked from inside and out
with bolt. Would have to find some means of
leave. Immediately remembered the spare key
Ladbury you Baginov had indicated previously.
Parker approached the velvet of the dummy.
There were two pockets. One was empty. The key
was in the other.
He opened the door with a trembling hand, left and
returned
to close it.
He stood on the porch, watching the key.
If he stayed with it later would miss.

He understood that should find a locksmith, ask

and return a duplicate original. I should
consult the London telephone directory, find a
locksmith that was open at that hour, maybe
one that was open twenty-four hours a day.
As he walked to his car with shaky legs
recalled a detail. When he left the car together
the intersection with another street to go to the alleged
first lady, had seen a store that looked like a
locksmith. In fact it was a hardware store. Perhaps it
was
enough.
He quickened his pace to approach his car. Since the
Kimmerton street corner he saw what was
it seemed a locksmith and the most interesting thing
was that
still had the lights on. When they arrived, took one
look at the window. There was a whole series of
devices
household and cooking pots as well as a
collection of shiny locks. In the shop there was
more than a balding clerk who apparently
was checking the cash register total.
Parker entered and approached the salesman.
"This key," he said, showing it, "I could do
a duplicate you while I wait?
Acer-H, what?
"A duplicate. I is absolutely necessary.
"I was about to close," said the clerk,
frowning. I'm already slowing down for
dinner. But ... well, let's see, you

U.S., right?
-S oy, I ...
- Very well, "said the clerk, taking the
key. My wife has relatives in the United States.
Good people. It'll take just a minute.
He went into the back with wrench. Five minutes
Later, he returned with two keys.
Parker thanked him, he paid and went,
hurried back to the store Ladbury. Arriving
at the door, looked around. For the gallery
circulating any pedestrian. Wasting no time, Parker
introduced the original key in the lock and entered. It
velvet dress approached and left the key in his pocket
concerned. Turning, he looked toward the
outside. No one was visible. He opened the door,
crossed
and closed using the duplicate. Then, it
put the key in his jacket pocket.
He quickly returned to the Jaguars. Once seated
wheel, the engine, leaned back in his seat
to retrieve a little winded.
He recalled with astonishment its activities last
last hour. How had managed? It had
Subparagraph because everything had been unforeseen
and
spontaneous and because he was a novice amateur. A
true professional would have been discovered and
eliminated. What he heard, assuming no
mistake, it was virtually too surprising to
one might think. And yet he had known

from the start, dammit. But now I knew

certainty. There was a second lady named Vera. Era
flesh. They had succeeded in placing
brilliantly with a view to obtain information
President of the United States. For his achievement
-Indeed, for knowing too much, would be
executed and mutilated tonight. Then the
communicate news to Moscow and the very first
lady would be sent to London to replace it.
It was necessary to speak. The Soviets and Vera had
to be reported to someone. But to whom?
Who the hell's going to believe? Parker had
discovered, but I felt somehow that they still
had the trump card in his hand. The Soviets
might return to the real Billie without fear that
it discovered them. Who would know that she had not
been the first lady in London? If
decided to denounce the Soviets who would believe
his incredible story? Does the president? The CIA?
Does the
British Prime Minister? Nobody would believe. The
Doctors say that this was due to overwork,
to mental stress, the burdens of their position. The
Psychiatrists would say it was a nervous breakdown
and
who suffered from hallucinations. No one ever would
believe. Never
dare to talk about it. The Soviets were to
safe and knew it.
And as Parker, who would believe you now? No
dared to reveal anyone what had just heard.

Except for Nora and the idea-it just happened

at this moment another person. Yes, someone else had
you know ... had to say it directly ... or maybe
time indirectly. That should do.
His hands had stopped shaking. Building the
wheel with one hand, shifted gears with the other.
I had to see Nora immediately. Need his
help. Yet one thing remained to be done ... before
The summit was lost.
When he arrived at the Royal Suite on the first floor of
Hotel Claridges, Guy Parker returned to duty
security service agent Oliphant.
- Has gone and Mrs. Bradford's palace
Buckingham? She asked.
-T odava not.
- Are Judson Nora here? Asked Parker,
very pleased.
Oliphant agent motioned with his thumb la suite
contiguous.
-I n his office.
Greetings,
Parker approached the side door next to which
was on duty an officer from Scotland Yard.
Displaying his pass, stepped inside, crossed a small
hall, crossed the small office of Dolores
Martin and walked the short hallway that connected
that

Suite Royal suite with little room to get to Nora

Judson. The door was ajar and he could hear
Nora on the phone. She entered, closed the door to his
back and pulled a chair to the desk while she
off the phone.
Nora immediately turned to him with
worried.
- Have you been to the store Ladbury? "Was the first
he asked.
- Have I gone?Well if I had visited. You will not
believe it
happened.
Lowering his voice, Parker proceeded to describe all
that had occurred since the time they had
hidden in the fitting room opposite the office of
Ladbury through the conversation, which had
held between an officer and a Soviet
U.S., until his escape.
Throughout the entire story, Nora had looked at him
eyes wide open, covering his mouth open with the
closed hand in hand, while she listened
absolutely amazing. When Parker finished, remained
sitting with a look stunned, absorbing the full extent
of what he had said.
- Well? "He said.
"Well, what? What can I say? I know
status with you throughout this past week and
had so many suspicions as you. But this is different.
That
is ... a test shook his head. Or is that the

first lady is not really the first lady, is not

really Billie.
Flame-S and Vera do not know why.
"Forgive me, Guy, but I fail to understand.
I'm puzzled. How they do it?
-E so it does not matter now.The
did. That's all that matters.
And Billie ... Where's Billie?
In Moscow, probably. Han said that the
sent here, or send someone once Vera
our secrets have been delivered and is removed.
Our mission is to see to it that the
secrets are not disclosed.
G uy, you have to go to the president immediately.
- Again? He would not believe me. And although I
believe, would say that is not proof. Does the
President? Good heavens, I'd, I would fire. And
then I would be totally lost.
-G ot reason, Guy, "she admitted.It would not
result-Nora raised her hands in a gesture of
helplessness. But what may work?
Parker stood up and walked around the desk to be
placed
next to Nora.
"T here is a possibility that it might be risky and may
Maybe not. I've thought of the idea while coming.
Mira,
Our main task is not to denounce this
fake first lady. We are not yet able to
do. What we have to do is prevent

Soviet Premier convey to our secret

in connection with the summit. He will report any
tonight. That's what we have to prevent.
"B ut how?
-Revealed ... this Vera ... revealing the truth
about it. What awaits her as soon as
accomplished its mission. I need your help, Nora. "
-L or whatever you want.
"Okay, pay attention.
Parker leaned over, put his mouth to ear and Nora
began talking in whispers.
After having exposed his plan, he straightened up.
- What do you think?
- Can you pay off?
"You have to give it. Can you think of you a better
idea?
-No. Agreed. Let's do it.
"Good girl. When will he return?
"You are about to arrive.
- Is there any chance you go
directly to your bedroom?
-L or doubt.Always goes first to see me. For if
had any message or any phone calls
important.
- Are you sure?
"Of course.
Parker nodded.
"Then dispose ourselves to receive it.
Both left the little room of Nora and
addressed the short corridor that linked the work area
with the Royal Suite.
- You open the door of the room? Asked
Parker.
-Sun or at night.
Parker tried to open the door and it opened. Without
shut, backed away, standing beside
Nora. Neither spoke. Were set to
wait. Every few minutes, Parker looked at the clock
for sale. It took six minutes, eight. Parker
was getting restless at times when he heard screeching
the adjoining hall door. He walked his fingers
lips.
Recognized the voice of First Lady, saying
something to the security service agents who had
escorted from Buckingham Palace. Al
apparently entered the room, because now her
voice be heard more clearly.
-N or know if we will leave the hotel tonight, was
saying. The president and will let you know.
Parker could hear the door close and the noise
barely discernible in the footsteps of the first lady to
approach.
-N now, are you there? She cried.
Parker once again approached his fingers to his lips.
Nora nodded nervously, remaining silent.
Parker whispered a word. Go ahead, had said.
Before the first lady could enter the

hall, Parker began to speak aloud with Nora, in

conversational tone.
"Yes, it is a Soviet spy.It is the gossip that goes on
mouth since we got here. He told me so
one of the aides of the president. Do not know much
respect. The Soviets are a spy here
same in London. They say he has succeeded in
penetrating
in the president's inner circle.
- Is not it a joke? Nora said, obeying
a sign. Do you really think?
-N or know.I can only say what I'm told.
They have even learned his name, or part thereof.
Her name is Vera.
- Who is?
"I have not the faintest idea. Do not think my
informant's knowledge.
Parker paused. If the first lady of other
side of the wall had been effectively Billie, they
had approached, had confessed to his ear
conversation and wished to know more. In contrast,
if the first lady was Vera, had stopped cold
and had not been approached. It would have been
another
hand, very still, hoping to hear something else.
Parker was sure who was the other
side, motionless, hoping to hear something more.
- How is it possible that your friend has learned
of such a thing? " She asked.
-P ues do not know.But something told me I

somehow guessed that one of our

organizations controlled by means of some devices
listening a clandestine meeting of some of its
agents.
- What will they do about ours?
"Well, until we have evidence
concrete, can not do much ... or rather not
must do nothing, I think. This Vera has obtained
some information about the Kirechenko summit.
Nothing can be done in this regard. As for this
Vera, is beyond the reach of our grasp.
- What do you mean by that, Guy?
Carefully pronouncing the words, Parker
answered:
-Q uiero are rumors that say that such Vera
cease to exist tonight. According to my friend, once
has transferred the secret information to the first
Minister Vera will be immediately liquidated by the
Soviets.
- They will kill his own agent?
"Well, consider it from this point of view ...
"P or not?Why the need? Once
transmitted the information that andara
the loose could be a danger to them. Know
too. For them, it is better to kill her,
- Would you be able to do this?
"I will tonight." Or so I hear. "
"God, but what's happening in the world?

"And or know what should happen.You should come

me a drink and dine.
"Dj love to see ...
Was interrupted by the shrill voice of the
First Lady since the room next door.
"No pray, are you there?
- Here I am, Billie!
The first lady hurried into the hallway,
simulating just arrived.
- Any important message?
With the greatest possible discretion, Parker tried to
observe the face. His face was ashen. Seemed
whole blood that had escaped from it.
T-president has sent word that will
occupied until ten. If you want to wait, dine with
you in the suite. Otherwise, you can dine
before.
"T hank you, Nora.I'll see. I am very exhausted. I will
lie down and rest awhile. Do not disturb me under
any pretext.
They saw her off and head towards the bedroom.
They heard the door close.
- You think you hear us? Nora asked in a voice
low. "He heard every one of the words.
- What will happen now?
"I can not even guess. One thing
I am sure. I think twice before submitting your
secret information. "

"And then what?

"Maybe think about the possibility of dropping out. In
Anyway, I have intended to encourage it.
T-Endrias tell you why you have discovered, "said
Nora, frowning.
"Y ou may be happy.
"Besides, I could get you killed.
"Reason enough for us to enjoy one last
dinner.
"E s may be also the last for her.
"I'm not so sure about that. We'll see.
Alone in the bedroom, standing before the mirror, Vera
Vavilova involuntarily shuddered. It was
sure if obeyed her trembling fear or anger, or
or both.
The conversation he had heard from Guy
and Nora had changed more than anything else
since the project had begun. How could
Guy's friend got Parker, assistant
presidential learn so many things? And how through
who? Guy had talked of listening devices.
It was possible that a government agency
had installed listening devices in the
Ladbury phones or Willis. Could it be an operation
CIA. Or maybe Fred Willis was a double agent
although he doubted it. Was tempted to inform her

contacts, but then realized that he would

necessary. He had not made the slightest allusion to the
sense of the mysterious 'Vera' was in fact the
first lady. Also, before the enemy
may discover it, it would already be gone, tonight
return safely to Moscow. Would she leave? If
Guy was true what was said, would die tonight,
would be coldly executed after handing over the
information
Kirechenko secret. It was incredible that he could have
ruthless trust those bastards. Those
dirty bastards and traitors. Their own countrymen,
their supporters and allies, its own people
rewarding ingenuity and risk he had taken
with death. Well, well, it would no longer continue its
obedient pawn. I now had a power of its own and it
would
use.
He looked in the mirror. He knew what he had to do.
The
n ic problem was that damn face first
lady who was looking in the mirror. His
disadvantage was to have the most recognizable face of
world. This prevented her from moving freely and in
these
Currently, more than ever needed to move
freely.
He had faced a succession of difficulties
to reach this point. He had passed through its
will, to their intelligence and the assistance of its allies.
But now he had no allies anywhere. Was
completely alone in the most personal crisis
who never had faced. Concluded
exceed that as he had weathered
because this time he was armed.
"Com o missed by going where I had to
go?
He focused on the problem, surprised by his
new serenity and surprised more so than
easily than he had thought of the solution. In
First, I had to make two calls
calls. Then they would launch.
He sought and found the book bound in leather
with addresses and telephone numbers, reproduction of
the
Billie he would take on his travels. In the letter F
found 'Farleigh, Janet. Okay, Janet and not
was, but Vera had learned, after his error before the
press, Cecil, husband of Janet, and Patrick his son
seventeen years, remained in their old
Castlemaine resident of the House, next to Green Park,
in which Billie had lived as a guest on some
occasion. Holding the book open on the page
containing the phone number of the Farleigh,
Vera sat on the bed and read instructions
gray telephone: To call the switchboard, get the
handset. Lift the handset. We heard
immediately the voice of the operator. Vera read the
number of the residence of Farleigh.
Answered the call after one ring. Was
a stout young man's voice.

- Hello?Farleigh Patrick speech.

- Patrick? I'm Billie Bradford, an old friend
your mother.
- Billie ...? Said the young in reverent tones.
"Yes, Billie Bradford. My husband and I have come
from the U.S. to the top.
-L or know.I've seen on TV. I read in the
newspapers that maybe we went to visit you. I feel that
my father is not home ...
-No matter.I also wanted to talk to you.
I wanted to express my deepest sympathy. I
loved your mother. Everyone loved her.
"T hank you," Patrick said in an agitated voice.
"I call for another reason," said Vera.
I need your help in a small case. Could go to
see you a minute? Will you be home?
-P esu clear that I will.When do you mean?
"T his night?
-Ow it.It could be there in about ten
or fifteen minutes. You sure do not mind?
-S was a great honor.
"Hitherto," said Vera, hanging out.
So far, so good. Now the next call,
the most important. On a shelf next to the bedside
night, there were four telephone from London. It
bent down to read the spines. The AD said orange, the
EK said pink, green and blue LR SZ. He took the first
AD. On the cover you could read POSTAL AREA

LONDON. He opened the guide at the end and turned

the pages
to find the Dorchester Hotel and the number of
phone. He noted the number on a notepad. Leaving the
guide
in place, he looked angry the number who had
annotated on the pad and slowly, his expression
became
perverse.
He sat on the bed and picked up the handset.
Replied the voice of an operator. Vera was facilitated
number of Dorchester. After a few rings that she
it seemed to him endless, the call went unheeded.
It was the switchboard of Dorchester. Seeking
give voice to their authoritative tone, Vera requested
that the
put in communication with the first suite
Minister Dmitri Kirechenko. I knew I was not going to
talk to the prime minister but he would talk to
someone who would act as a buffer, which
would be sufficient since that person would be
responsible for
convey your message very soon.
Soviet-D ELEGATION 'said a gruff voice in Russian.
Vera recognized that voice and also asked
Russian:
- Is the general Chukovsky?
- Who are you? He asked suspiciously the tone
voice on the other end of the wire. What
case is it?
With sadistic pleasure, Vera replied in Russian:
- You do not know you, General? I'm Vera Vavilova.
Vav-Vera ... "It seemed that the general, was to

explode. No! That is not allowed. There should

you call.
-P esu call, "she said quietly.
Then he added sharply: - Please get me
Prime Minister Kirechenko.
The voice on the other end hesitated.
I can not. Impossible. You work ... is
busy. Then you have to go to dinner in a hurry.
After that ... then ... later ... and the will to
you as instructed.
-V o and to change the hour of our meeting, "said
she said firmly. But no later than before. Actually,
right now I intend to see him now.
I go to the Dorchester immediately.
- You can not do that!If it comes, will be dangerous
for you ...
She interrupted him coldly.
"More dangerous still going to be for you if you
I. After that, Vera cut the babble of the general,
hanging up the phone.
So far, everything had proceeded smoothly
setbacks, as he had said Billie Bradford,
Vera thought Vavilova.
Vera had not made any attempt to leave
surreptitiously suite. Instead, he performed with ease
and following strictly the procedure

usual. He sent for the service agents

Oliphant and McGinty security informing them that
was going out of the hotel for visiting family of friends
living in Castlemaine House, No. 21 St.
James Place. Requested that were made available as
before one of the cars of the delegation
U.S.. This was done. The officers
escorted into the hall and into the car. Together they
Piccadilly Circus had approached going east,
Pall Mall had retreated to by Haymarket, from
opposite the palace of St. James for arranging the close
St.
James Place, a pretty dead end.
Now they had parked outside the Castlemaine
House, still residing in the husband and son
Janet Farleigh. He was a seven-storey building with
hall hidden behind glass walls dotted
gold stars. Vera had to pretend that it
knew the place.
The officer left the vehicle Oliphant. When you
Vera means besides follow, McGinty dissuaded from
do.
-O liphant want to take first a look, "explained
McGinty. It takes just minutes.
Vera sat down with impatience as
Oliphant entered. Through the glass, could see him
talking to the keeper who was standing behind
a counter on the right. After Oliphant left
and raised his hand to indicate to wait. He went
the garage next to the building, inspected and
then walked to a narrow passageway
leading to the back, began to advance on the
passageway and out of sight.
Five minutes later, returned to the car. It
went to McGinty, located across from Vera.
-T engo sure it is safe.There is a patio
rear surrounded by brick walls on the sides and
a lattice of iron on concrete in the far
further away. There is no entry in the trellis. No
to worry. You patrol the streets,
McGinty. I will go with Mrs. Bradford.
Confused by the fact that there was no exit
later, Vera dropped the car and headed to the
Castlemaine House, preceding Oliphant. There was a
staircase to the left of the hall. While
headed towards it, Oliphant said:
-T he Farleigh occupy the apartment behind the
second floor.
-L or know, "said Vera, quietly thanking that
explained.
-M ay an elevator, "added he.
"This is called lift," she corrected. Prefer
the stairs.
On reaching the floor, Oliphant stood by the door
input.
While pressing the buzzer, Vera said:
"This is a visit of condolence. I'll stay by

at least an hour or maybe an hour and a half.

-A chemical'll Oliphant said, bowing his head.
The door opened and Patrick Farleigh, the only
occupant at the time, he crossed
the passage and shut the door. Despite the rush to
had, Vera tried to maintain some social manners.
She kissed the young gangly and pimply-faced
back to study:
-V nurse, how you have grown, "said Patrick.
The boy asked him to sit down and awkwardly
she told him that, unfortunately, had very little
time to be with him, but wanted to know how
were he and his father had occurred since the
Unfortunately. For the boy felt more at ease, it
sat on the edge of the massive chair beside him.
Patrick made him talk about himself, his studies,
his interest in becoming a writer and her mother.
In the end, leaving the compliments, Vera decided to
go
to the point.
-M and love your company, Patrick and I would like
to tell me more about you, but we will
have to leave for another time, "he said. I told you by
phone that needed your help on a topic.
"Yes, of course.
"Actually, I have another quote that I want to keep in
private. I mean I would prefer nobody
know. Nothing bad, mind you, just someone to
who have to watch alone. Unfortunately, privacy

Not one of the privileges that a first

lady. Wherever he goes, I have to use a
official car and I have to accompany the agents
the security service. I tell them I'll be here
you an hour or more. I have told to deceive,
to get rid of him. I would like you think
I'm here with you, but meanwhile, I need to go
and go alone to my appointment. Does it matter?
"I n all.I find it very exciting.
- Is there a way you can go out without me
see my security service agents? A
man in the street. Maybe there is service entrance
in the back?
-N o. The service entrance is ahead.
"If I remember rightly, the back is surrounded
by walls of brick and iron fence. Are you?
"M and afraid so.
- There is absolutely no outlet for the
back? Vera asked, sunk in despondency.
The boy remained silent for a while, then seemed
rejoice.
"B ueno, you see, is a means, if ... if you do not
mind the trouble.
- What do you mean?
"There are several steps in the back yard, some
masons are carrying out some repair work
during the day. They leave when they complete the
steps here
the day. I could support an anti-lattice and

placed across the other. Could you climb a

and down another, if you dare.
Vera rose from her chair and hugged Patrick.
"You're a sweetheart. Of course I dare, "Vera
hesitated. But when he goes down to other side, where
shall I be?
M ay-wide asphalt road between our house
and the Green Park. You can keep going until the first
Street.
- Are there taxis?
"In spades. The street is Piccadilly.
"Marvelous," Vera turned to kiss the young and this
flushed. He had another concern. Will the
stairs there when you return?
"And or I'll see that they are.
"You're a sweetheart, Patrick. I'll be back within a
hour recalls the need to pretend that I am with you
during that time-then I will meet my
security service agents and return to
car-took the boy's arm. Now, do you
want to show the way to the special outing?
The taxi went around the island for pedestrians on the
street and left
opposite the Dorchester Hotel.
Vavilova Vera opened her purse and paid the amount of
the race to the driver, adding a tip. Before
closing the bag, took out a handkerchief. His coat of
with a high neck cloth that hid his indiscreet

face but the neck was only partially covered

factions. He hoped that the scarf concealed the rest.
A doorman opened the taxi door and grazed
cap with her hand as she went. Vera went
rushed toward the revolving door, and pushed,
in the reception area, passed the bar and
crossed the spacious lobby. Several Arabs who
found sitting reading the newspaper raised
the eyes to look at, but it covered his face with the
handkerchief as she searched the elevators. He saw the
but was quickly right the first one.
The old elevator operator closed the doors and asked:
W iso, ma'am?
T-Prime Minister Kirechenko floor, please.
The elevator looked at her suspiciously.
"I hope," she added.
"Yes, ma'am. Number eight, ma'am.
The lift rose slowly and stopped when
the light above the door lit up the number eight.
Vera came and stood motionless, not knowing where
he was
to go.
The elevator man told him the address:
"To your left and then right, ma'am. Is
of the Terrace Suite.
Vera nodded his head to thank him and
started walking, turning the long corridor lighted by
Electric candles placed on each wall sconces
both sides. He continued moving slowly through the

hall, asked a passing waitress, and arriving

the crossing of a second corridor, turned right.
Almost immediately found a group of four
men, talking in front of a door plate which
HARLEQUIN read SUITES AND TERRACE.
As he approached the door Vera, one of those
plainclothes men left the group for
prevent its passage.
-N or is allowed to enter without passes, "he said in
a poor English.
At that time, another member of the group that
back was turned and she recognized him as the
Colonel Zhuk. The surprise of this was evident.
Taking her arm, moved with her. Quietly,
she told the Prime Minister was awaiting.
Zhuk Colonel nodded and stepped toward the door.
The
opened and told those inside the Russian visitor
could happen.
Vera came and met with three other guards
armed KGB, standing in front of a steeper
ladder. With a smile, grabbed the railing and
started to rise. On the landing above, saw another door
whose plate was read SUITE OF BALCONY. beside
her
KGB had two guards. She greeted them with a
nod and pressed the bell. "
The response was almost instantaneous. At the door
appeared one of the leaders of her country, she
recognized as Anatoli Garanin, a member of

Politburo.
He looked at her with a look of disgust.
- Comrade Vavilova? No you had to see the
Prime Minister until later, much later.
-H and phoned, "she said laconically.I
you see him now. It has already been well prepared.
-No Garanin know, said, shaking his head
time telling him inside the suite. By
Please wait here in the lobby of guests. Speak
with the prime minister.
It had waited a minute, bursting with
determination and righteousness, when he appeared
again
Garanin and nodded.
He escorted to a spacious lounge, luxuriously
furnished.
The prime minister has agreed to brief view
Garanin-d ijo.But I must say he is angry.
"And I," said Vera.
It seemed disrespectful Garanin considered its
words.
-R emember that is the prime minister.
"And you remember that I am the first lady
Eplica she-r.
Garanin looked angry.
"He'll be with you soon," he said, abandoning
stay.
Sola and impatient, Vera began to walk in the
impressive lounge, which had a luxurious drapes

flowered and Chinese figures. There were

glazed doors and a large terrace overlooking the tops
of the trees of Hyde Park. Elsewhere in the room
There were three sofas, antique chairs and a desk
french.
Turning, he noticed that the first
Minister Kirechenko had emerged quietly
one of the bedrooms. He went without a necktie,
carried a
shirt, dress pants and was laying
twins. His long face and his glasses bearded
flange mount without the fists were concentrated in
double shirt. Vera approached without looking.
-E t is at great risk, Vavilova comrade
-D ijo calmly.Very careless of you.
He had spoken in Russian, Vera realized that
preferred to keep the whole conversation in that
language. By
it was very lofty position he occupied,
Vera decided not to crumble before him and not to
interpret the
role of a subservient subject. Were encouraged to
remember that
she also had power.
Stoy-E accustomed to risks, comrade
Kirechenko "he said. Everything I do for you
risk. I would not have come here if it were not
a matter of vital importance.
-C NDERSTANDING "he said, sitting next to
French writing desk. Bring a chair. Let's talk
Now she waited for her to sit and continued:
- Should I congratulate you?I've been told that it has
complied

your mission and you have got what we needed.

-I n effect.
"I hope that's important.
"It is a lot.
"Excellent," the premier said, arching
eyebrows. In that case, wait a minute to call the
Chukovsky general.
-N or want to come, "she said briskly.
I'll talk only to you.
He thought his boldness would provoke the anger of
premier. But while the hand away
bell, he watched quietly with an expression
different. "Perhaps, she thought, with a new interest."
"A s you want," he said, looking at
amused expression. Comrade Vavilova, we
worked almost three years in this Draft. We
invested countless hours and enormous energy
sum of money to take you to this moment.
Now the time has come. This will be the meeting
that we had planned for tonight, looked through
crystals without lip. You say it all
what we need?
"Yes, everything.
- How the president's lips?
"Yes, direct information.
- Do you believe in what they tell you? Does he not
suspected, did not try to outwit or deceive?
-D ijo truth, "said Vera, smiling.Us

were in bed. We made love. Was

grateful.
-M e can imagine, "he said, looking at her.Now the
frivolity that could have been warned in his tone
had disappeared. Well, I am ready.
Tell me what you intend to make the United States
the summit. Tell me what you have learned.
"No," she said.
Apparently, the prime minister could not believe
his ears.
- What is that?
"No, I will not say what I learned.
- What is not going to tell me? Cried the first
Kirechenko minister, visibly upset.
-No, I will, "she said in categorical tone.
He looked puzzled.
- What the hell is going on here? Am I crazy
or what are you? Did I hear correctly? You refuse to
deliver
information?
E-xact "she said, gaining courage.
I will give my death sentence.
- What are you speaking? -The confusion of
Prime Minister appeared to be increasing. What
death sentence? Talk clear and continue to make
test my patience. "
"I know what they want you," she said
speaking hurriedly. I have learned through
from an authorized source. From the moment that
I reveal to them what I know about the plans
Americans, I'm practically dead. When
secrets delivered to them when I leave here,
I will be executed. Because I know too. The KGB's
going
to delete. Tonight, to be exact.
He seemed surprised. Or was the best actor
between them, thought Vera, or really did not know
what
purposes of the KGB were related to it.
- How? "He was saying the Prime Minister.
Q "hat kind of stupidity is this?"Where did you get
you such a thing?
-D and source of the White House that he learned to
through one of the aides of the president.
- A source of the White House? He repeated.And
why you should see this person?
-S ord, "she said, throwing his shoulders back
I must remind you that I am the first lady of the States
USA.
Of course, "he said, letting out a snort, almost
had forgotten, his eyes locked on flint
she said. His new friends in the White House have
deceived, "he said. It is possible that in some ways,
suspicious of you. We want to avoid revealing what
has learned. Prove to be very ready to use
in this way. But you're too smart to be
deceive. Is on our side. It is ours.
We're in it against them. Therefore,
Nonsense and forth. Stick to reveal what

who knows. Be rewarded for his patriotic efforts

much more than you can even imagine. Talk
now.
She pursed her lips and was silent for a
long seconds. In the end, decided to speak.
-No trust you.
Vera realized that the minister had
striving not to lose his temper.
-C Comrade Vavilova he said softly,
excessive softness and a thinly veiled threat in each
one of his words, "you are insolent. It is possible
that I am forced to teach her to trust me.
I own means to wrest information
before you leave this room.
Vera's audacity was becoming almost reckless.
"Certainly, you can do me any
thing it wants. This confirms what I was
saying. It is surrounded by barbarians, some
torturers, a executioner. But this time do not
order to help you. Castgueme, kill me,
but Americans will die secret me. " No
I'm afraid.
The prime minister stood Kirechenko
opposite her, staring at her. They heard only the tic
tock of a clock from somewhere. Suddenly the
stone facade collapsed. The body rested in the
seat. The glasses were kept and face severe
lit with a smile.

-Y ou want, comrade premier said near

cheerfully. You're a strong woman and I respect
strong women. Sure, you are right ...
Pietrov intended to run once
you had interviewed me. " A folly, I
I knew from the beginning that was nonsense. I
was against, but Pietrov insisted and I let him get away
with it. Then I forgot about it. But
reckon it was a blunder. I shall correct.
Execution order revoked. Here and now I guarantee
safety.
He looked pleased.
But Vera was shaking his head.
"Your word is not enough," he said. I need a
foolproof guarantee.
Ien-B, how would you be satisfied?How do I
guarantee their safety? -Absently, the
Prime Minister took a pencil and started drawing some
scribbles on a notepad sheet Dorchester Hotel.
What could be? Do you have any idea
determined?
-T odava not.
"I have an idea," he said, posing the pen. Such
Once the meet. A visa for a neutral country.
Change their appearance once again and we
to it that you could enjoy a
permanent residence in ... say, Sweden or
Switzerland ...
with a generous pension deposited in your name at

some of these countries.What do you think?

"No too promising," said Vera.I
would remain vulnerable. The hounds Pietrov
succeed in finding me. You would be afraid that I
submit to blackmail and Pietrov you and I seek and
kill me. It must be something better, something to let
me
truly safe.
They sat, thinking about it and
trying to reach an acceptable solution.
It had been two or three minutes when the
Kirechenko minister was removed first in the chair and
leaned toward her. He seemed fascinated by
something, for some
new idea. "
"S and I just had a chance," he said,
quite bold, but feasible, a possibility that perhaps
will satisfy in every way.
Amela-Dig "she said, anxiously.
"Look, except for the misgivings of some people
White House, some suspicions that there is no reason
taken seriously because no one could prove that
you are not actually the real first lady
except for this fact fool you achieved
successfully during these weeks, all
people imaginable, is not it? The president, his
colleagues, politicians, the most intimate friends
Mrs. Bradford, the press, all they have accepted
as the first lady of the United States.
T-otal.

Esu-P well.Would like to continue being the first

throughout life lady?
- All their lives? "She said, without
understand where this was going Prime Minister.
"Yes, while Bradford remains in the White House
during the remainder of the term and over the next
term of four years, then, remain the ex
First Lady feted everywhere, a character
famous during his lifetime. Would not you like?
Vera had not really thought about such
possibility or, rather, in the pleasure he takes in store
her role as first lady. What I had not thought
it? That was true. He had thought about it. There
thought about it often. Occasionally, in the
Over the past weeks had been delivered
fantasies concerning the extension of their role.
Sometimes even came to forget completely that it was
a spy and a Soviet citizen. I only saw the
U.S. gold around the States
States with his wealth, his luxuries, his charmed life.
And she,
in his capacity as first lady and the power, respect
and he enjoyed fame, has transformed into a woman
famous land. Even her marriage to
President, later with former President, he
was agreeable. Andrew Bradford was relatively
undemanding, easy and even attractive treatment
some concepts. Certainly never love him like
Alex loved and would have to do without Alex, but
power not buy without sacrifice. As
her acting career, it would be lost, but in his role
real life, always enjoy the light of the
limelight and the attention of the cameras and the
public.
Oh, I had been imagining all in the course of
those weeks before. Now it seemed even
better, especially now he could no longer live safely
and
in the Soviet Union or in any other part of
world. The role he played in the intrigue you
had become a menace to their masters. His
unique invulnerability was its leading role
lady. Was the prime minister hinting
possibility of turning your fantasy into reality?
- What are you suggesting? He asked in a tone
suspiciously. How was I able to be at life
First Lady of the United States?
-S iendo the only first lady, Comrade Vavilov
-C ontest Prime Minister, leaning a little more
to her. Removing us to the other. Available
Mrs. Bradford liquidate, you would be the only
First Lady of the United States to remain in the
world. For you, this would amount to the final
ensuring their security. Could there be a better
guarantee?
Vera was a little frightened by the indifference to the
which was the sudden death referring to a figure
internationally. That cruelty was amazed.
-No I like the idea of killing, "he said.
"Survival is all that matters in this

world. Her life in exchange for yours. She

must die one day anyway, unemployment
heart attack, cancer. We limit ourselves to accelerate a
natural process. The quick and painless death of a
unknown actress in exchange for the life of the first
lady. What do you think?
-N or know what to say.
- Did not you want a guarantee foolproof? Well
here you go. Would not you agree?
Stoy-E agreed that it would be foolproof.
"Once we had, it would allow
you tell me what you have learned in the knowledge
that
is safe.
-S upongo yes.
"Then it will. Discreetly remove
Mrs. Bradford.
- When?
"Immediately. Let's say within a period of
twenty-four hours the prime minister made a
pause. Be dead and buried. You will deliver us
what we need. Deal?
Vera shuddered. Billie had to divert to the
Billie Bradford vibrant and beautiful, their
thoughts. He should not think only of their
own survival and in his fantasy turned into
reality.
Stoy-E ready to do the deal said. she
nodding ... but with one condition.

- Yes
"I must have been evidence that
killed.
-E s're very difficult, Comrade Vavilova.Next:
suspicious.
And with reason.At stake my life.
The prime minister seemed to believe that his words
not without logic.
-M uy well, "he said musingly.Have
you indisputable proof. I'll send it
photographed his, body after execution.
I will order that sent here by plane. You will see them.
Do you take it for satisfaction?
-M and would.
"You see the pictures tomorrow.
"One thing ... -Had been exiled too quickly
the role of first lady and an American life.
It would feel very lonely without someone who had
been
nearby. That is, without Alex. Certainly he had been
willing to sacrifice for the sake of their safety, the
power and wealth. But, if I could have him at her side
without
no risk why not? It was possible that
might have all that and enjoy, in addition, the company
Alex, now trading from a position of
force-Are you saying that proofs will be sent
here by plane?
-P or via email on a special flight.Already
communicate when you can see the evidence

need.
M e-mail would appoint "she said.
The person you want.
KGB-Alex Razin.
- Razin? "Asked the prime minister, arching
eyebrows. Does your mentor?
And friend.I trust him. In fact, I would
I could stay in America for me
might have about me someone to talk to
occasionally.
"She might you complicate your American life.
"No," she said. You must be Alex. He has to
bring me the pictures that show the death of me
Billie. When the morning and see that it is satisfied
she is gone and I'm the only one, it facilitates
the information you need. I'll do what I
appropriate. But first he must do it yourself.
"And I will do so or my part-the
Premier rose. Tomorrow morning,
Billie Bradford is dead.

11
It was an hour and half, Guy Parker had seen
Vera fleetingly, in its role as first lady,
abandoning the presidential suite in the company of
security service agents. A third agent
service that had been guarding the door of the
suite him, Parker advised that the first
lady was visiting some friends. Parker knew that there
would visit any friends. Now that he had
aware of his impending execution, he was sure
who had come to a prominent member of the
Soviet delegation. Parker wondered how he would
to fix. He also wondered how I would get
the Soviets to nullify his execution. Should have
some bargaining power now that he was
possession of the U.S. secret. Perhaps his
Soviet higher drop out and let him
undergo cosmetic surgery. Or perhaps,
whether they gave the information as if the
killed anyway.
Parker had spent all the time going from aisle
hotel to the office of Nora and this back to

corridor, without losing sight of the elevator, to see if

the
First Lady returned.
He had almost concluded that Vera had
been awarded when he saw her emerge rapidly from
elevator speech and move toward peaceful
suite, accompanied by agents. Parker left
hurried down the hall and entered the office of Nora.
When he arrived with Nora, she was talking through
internal phone. As hung up, Parker
said:
"O ur Vera is still alive.
"I know," said Nora, taking a notebook and
feathers. Want to see me. They want to dictate a
changes in their program.
"I so mean ... He said, taking her by the arm.
"I know what that means," said Nora, zafndose. Now
I hope to get back those years of real living that life
owes me.
I see it.
Went to the hall Nora connecting the two suites.
Parker followed.
"See if you can find out something for us.
She nodded and disappeared towards the
Royal Suite.
Parker put his ear to the door, but the voice of the
other side of Vera and Nora-sounded too
damped as to be able to understand the
words. Impatient, Parker started to walk
along the short distance between the hut
Nora and the corridor linking the two suites. He began

Vera conjecture about the double of Billie and

what he wanted done. Then tried to think of
anything else I could do to catch it.
He thought that, at the first opportunity to be offered,
try to enter his bedroom to find something that
the compromise. But he knew he would not find
nothing useful there, in a room also occupied by the
President of the United States. The only option
was left was to follow on the heels of each
Once you leave the hotel.
While Parker walked again in proximity
the aisle, suddenly opened the door of the suite
appeared presidential and Nora. Parker looked
inquiringly.
"W e had to abbreviate," she said in voice
low. Fred Willis, the protocol has been presented
unexpectedly for an emergency meeting.
-E s strange.
"I suppose ... Oh, Guy, I have not closed the door
completely. "Would you please ...: "Nora was the
expression on his face and stopped. Are you ... going to
try listening to?
Parker went to the door of the First Lady
ajar an inch and moved behind it.
A well-known male voice seeped through the
crack. Something of that voice caused him to tense up.
Was
surprisingly familiar voice, an accent
pseudoingls, combined with a slight, unmistakable

lisp. He who was speaking in the adjoining room had

to be Fred Willis. And yet, it was the
same accent and lisp he heard himself
anteriorly from its cache store
Ladbury. Could it be that Willis had been
Ladbury and conspiring with a Soviet agent? No
was bound to be. The voices were the
same.
Parker felt a real jolt. Fred
Willis, a Soviet agent? Could it be? Then I had to
be someone from the White House. It was always
somebody. By
Therefore, why not Willis?
Parker was still. He listened to
hear the conversation of the room. It was not easy. No
could see them, but assumed that were in
proximity of the dining room between him and them.
Moreover, the conversation is not being maintained in
a normal tone. He seemed to speak softly and
confidential. Vera's words could hardly be heard.
But the shrill voice of Willis, who was more
excited, vaguely crossed the sound barrier and reached
the ear of Parker.
-. .. I just received ... Willis was saying to
you know ... taken place.
Vera was answering, but Parker could not
understand.
Willis again, louder words, words
lost.

-. .. will air ... within an hour at the site

usual ... you ... informed this evening.
Parker softly closed the door. " He turned and
Nora discovered, watching him. Taking her by
elbow, went with her to the office.
-F red Willis is one of them whispered.
"I can not believe it. How ...?
"It is, Nora. I'm sure. Willis's was
reporting something. Within an hour forward
information, presumably to Moscow, and maintain
Vera informed. I intend to find out what
question. Gotta go.
- Where?
A store Ladbury. I have to get there before
them. Wait. I'll be back ... -Parker stopped
next to the door ... I hope so.
It was running stride to store
by Ladbury.
It was a possibility, I knew. Perhaps the person who
I had heard in the store had not Ladbury
been Willis but someone with an accent like that. And
yet
But the similarity between the voice I had heard in the
Store Ladbury and the voice of Willis now
had been talking with the first lady with
Vera was amazing. I could not overlook
this track. If his suspicions were true, someone
would come very soon to shop for Ladbury
convey a message through a device hidden

on the premises.
It was dangerous to go there a second time.
Was tempting fate. But I had to.
Available tests that may be sufficient
for the initiation of an investigation. But I had to
nowhere to turn. The president does not believe and
Nor will they then believe his assistants or the CIA. All
matter was in the hands of Parker, in his and in the
Nora. If they have something concrete to offer, some
piece of evidence, could block any plan
Vera had contrived to convey information
to the KGB or the prime minister.
He arrived at the glittering entrance
Ladbury store. Looking at both ends of the
gallery, could not see more than a young couple
I was walking some distance, contemplating the
windows. He stepped forward, pulled from his pocket
the
duplicate key, was introduced into the lock and
spun. The door opened. Upon entering, the timbre of
above began to ring. Immediately shut the door
inside.
In the room were lit the night lights,
but lighting was poor. Considered the possibility
to make a tour and go upstairs in
search of suspected transmission apparatus, but at
end, declined to do so. It would take too long.
And it was in danger of being caught up, without any
place in which to hide. It was better the position of

listen I already knew.

He walked carefully into the hall and entered
therein. In the tester's bottom, compared to
office Ladbury, opened the curtains and saw
wrapped in total darkness. Extending his hand,
crossed the room toward the far wall.
He groped around and found the row of dresses,
separated, passed through the midst and stood behind
the costumes
night.
If the transfer was made in the place of
usual ", and if this place was the Store Ladbury,
This would happen in twenty minutes. He could
do nothing but wait.
He stood in the stifling nook,
half-drowned by the bulky suits, moving
body weight from one to another foot. Time was
happening. The wait seemed endless. Was
back starting to ache. She began to feel
invaded by doubts. It might have mistaken
with respect to Willis. It might have taken a
ridiculous red herring. Perhaps it suited him to get
away.
To go where? I could not go anywhere else.
He waited.
His doubts had begun to surface again and
was trying them away from their thinking,
when the silence was broken by the doorbell of
entry. The vertebral column was compressed Parker
rigidly against the wall.

He listened. He thought he heard a rumor a few feet

approaching. The lights in the hallway and
lighting leaked into the tester.
Peering between the suits, Parker spotted a pair
patent leather shoes beneath the curtains.
Ladbury, without a doubt.
It opened the office door across the
hallway and the lights. The door
Chambers was closed again. Damn.
Parker continued waiting, mired in
despair.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang again the door.
A few more steps. He saw some shoes. Two pairs.
Coarse shoes. The office door opened and
closed again. Damn. "So that was going to happen?
Are you going to leave out?
At that moment the doorbell rang
third time.
Quick feet. Below the curtains, Parker
could see the brown suede shoes. Again the door
the office wide open. A light beam
from the office. This time the light of release
not disappeared. A Parker's heart skipped a beat. The
Ladbury door was left open.
Parker held his breath, waiting for someone
to speak.
The shrill voice and lisping, Willis, if it was
Willis was talking about.

"Adbury L ...Baginov ... Fedin. Granted, all

present. Could you please give me your full attention.
That's important. I received orders from above. All
The action plan has been modified. We are
ordered to act quickly. Fedin, you will have to
use the device as we part.
Stoy-E provisions.
- What happens? Asked the voice of Ladbury.
Q "hat has changed?I heard that our lady
interviewed before the prime minister. Is it true?
-L and has been said Willis.I do not know more
details, but I know that she discovered that they were
planning
liquidate.
"G od mine, how is it possible? Ladbury asked.
"I have no idea. In any case, is
submitting to blackmail the prime minister. He wants
you
guarantee life, otherwise, does not agree to surrender
information.
- What is the guarantee? Ladbury repeated.No
is no middle ...
Lla-E has it, "the voice of Willis, interrupting
to Ladbury. I fully understand a
minute. Naturally, the prime minister himself has
been countermanded in the sense that it is eliminated
Vera. It can not be touched.
-E so now I have said-chimed Baginov.Another
I do not know anything.
-Y or I'll tell the rest, "said Willis.You do not

do anything, Baginov. I received orders are

for your partner. Fedin ...
The response was a snort without words.
-Fedin, you must transmit the following to
Pietrov General in Moscow, using the key more
Willis recently spoke clearly each
words. "The first lady, Mrs. Billie Bradford,
must be executed before tomorrow
morning. "
A shudder ran through the body of
Parker. He grabbed several outfits to keep the
balance.
- How? Ladbury said."Billie executed?
I can not believe it. Are you sure?
OMPLETED C-insurance-Willis said in a tone
irritably. Here we already have a first lady. We
need another.
Aaah-A Ladbury said.So that is the guarantee
Vera.
"I n fact," said Willis, "and very intelligent,
true. I heard that the idea has come up to
their own prime minister ... And now, Fedin, here are
all
details. You'd better take note, a silence and
Willis then continued: "Billie Bradford
executed before tomorrow morning. Did you
annotated? When they settled, before the
disfigured, his body should be photographed for
appears clearly that he is dead. He has ordered

Alex Razin be the bearer of a package of photographs.

A special plane Razin must move our
Westridge airbase provisional. The new first
lady will come to examine photographs. Once
has been satisfied ... well, that has nothing
concerned with the message. Will you do that you have
said.
Is that clear?
"P erfect" said an unfamiliar voice
Parker figured that belonged to Fedin.
In his hideout, Parker was left of
stone. The horror of what was happening was
prevented
think logically. Upon hearing that the Russians had
replaced the U.S. first lady by a
double him, they had believed espantos cured. But
Now he was more upset than he ever was
have felt before in any other circumstances.
The immediate problem that was faced was that of
able to absorb that fact. The Soviets
kidnap the first lady, replaced and
murder was almost unbelievable.
And tonight, was going on tonight.
She stood still behind the barrier of clothing
of women, hoping to hear more. But
was no more. The lights of the office of another
across the hall. He could see moving about shoes
beneath the curtains of the tester.
A voice now distant, probably the Baginov,
said:

-V masters up right now to make the

transmission. Do you have the key to today Mikhail?
-I n the portfolio, "said Fedin.
"Another thing Willis shouted. Find out
exactly what time the plane would land Razin
in Westridge.
-S and will communicate later Fedin said.Another
voice, that of Ladbury:
-Y ou two off the lights when they leave.
Do not forget to close the door. Do you have the keys?
"And Baginov or not," replied, "but Fedin has one.
"Stay in touch," he said Ladbury.
From the fitting room, Parker heard the doorbell
and realized that Ladbury and Willis were gone.
He heard how the two Soviet agents climbed the
ladder. And then nothing.
Although I was anxious to leave, Parker
contained. Wait five minutes. I could not tell time
on his watch and started to count mentally
seconds. In the end, move, went through costumes
closet and tiptoed into the hallway. She continued
down the
hallway, walked past the stairs and looked up.
She could see a faint light in the sky. He went
toward the door, put the key in the lock and
spun. Opening the door no more than a couple of
inches, put her foot on the edge of the window to
rise and, covering a hand bell
muffle its sound, with his other hand opened the door

enough so he could get his body and,

releasing the pitch, jumped down, went out and shut
the door
with the key.
The air was cool and soft, but everything Parker
was overwhelming.
Now I was so frightened by what was to happen
as for his own impotence.
As she raced to her car,
reflected on what he would do. Needed
help. Who to contact? I kept hearing in his
head the same disk. No one. Convincing
some authority that I had heard was true,
convince the authorities of the need to
confront the Soviet Union, to ensure that
accused the Soviets of this intrigue and
murder of the first lady was impossible. And although
possible, take too long. Billie and
have died. If he and Nora knew someone in
Moscow who might dare to trust and with whom
could make contact ...
By the time he arrived at the hotel because it had
occurred
a possibility. The odds were
enormous. But if you did step by step, but
quickly, perhaps it would work, maybe I would.
Also, could not go another way. Neglecting
difficulties, focused on what should be done.
She had to begin with Nora. She parked the car and
entered
running at the hotel.
Nora was not in his room. He wondered if
would be perhaps the first lady. Then he remembered
that the first lady had to eat out. Nevertheless,
she asked the security service agent who
standing guard in the hallway even if Mrs. Bradford
had not returned from dinner. He learned that the
President had canceled the dinner and Mrs.
Bradford had dined alone in the suite and is still
was there. Parker went to the office of Nora.
She found having a drink and waiting.
Seeing him, she almost fainted with relief.
"You're alive," he said with a gasp. Thank God.
He could not imagine what had happened. Or better
said, yes thought so. I was stretched on a rack
of torment as they tore you what you know
"Nora stood up from his chair and hugged him. Oh,
how I
glad you're back. Now I understand the
anguish of those who wait "She paused and her
studied his face. Guy, what happened?
"And I am important or not," he said laconically,
accompanying her back to his desk and drawing a
chair itself. What I have to tell you is what
next. Listen without interrupting. And he believes all
the words you'll say.
He spoke softly and told him everything that Nora
I could recall hearing in the store Ladbury.
When finished, Nora had remained pale and

speech.
Gradually, managed to speak.
- Does the kill? No. .. can not be.
Yes, you can, "he said.
Guy, I know you refused to do last time ...
but you have to reconsider ... you have to go to
president again.
"And I did.But what would happen? I say:
'So you were hiding behind some clothes
and has learned all that. And now you want me
protest to the prime minister? Want to invade the
Soviet Union to save my wife ... when my
woman here with me now? Well, well
well, I do not believe a damn word of what you
heard.
-G ot right, "she said, nodding sadly.
Okay, not think about it much. What do you think the
Youngdahl ambassador? I mean he is in
Moscow. Maybe we take more seriously than
that tourist.
"No," said Parker, "would not work.Youngdahl
insist on first contact with
President ... assuming that we believe. But although
we managed to act ... What could he do? "Going
the Soviets and say that his release to the
first lady? They say: What First Lady?
Are you crazy? And if trying to locate their
account?Where could it go? Even if I had any

hint ... could move them to another site "He shook his
his head. No, Nora, all that is absurd. But there is
another
thing is not so. At least a little logic.
Would also require the participation of Ambassador
Youngdahl, but in a minor role that
not reveal what is happening. It comes down to
one thing. Who do we know in Moscow?
-W e presented to countless people when
we were there.
- Can you remember any?There were so many
introductions, handshakes, and many many
forgotten names. But there is someone, anyone at
fewer who remember. Do not know if we can
locate. And if we locate him, I wonder if
accessed to help us. It happens that I asked a favor.
We might give her what she wants ... if he gave us
what we
we want. Is that Billie was closer
during our stay there.
T-interpreter, "she said quickly.
"Exactly, Nora. Alex Razin. I told you that
I've heard of them in the store Ladbury. Is e
you need to bring the package of photos from
Billie's body. It is the expert in
Americans. In a way, is getting in the
matter. What we should know is if our
either side of them. Do you know who is going to
execute
Billie? Do you know the contents of the package is
going to be
carrier? I have the impression that ... knows nothing.
Available

knows nothing and we can be contacted

with him before Billie is damaged and before
he leaves Moscow for London, we could
have any chance. Because we can promise to
Razin asylum in the United States, which is what,
apparently most want in life. I tell you it deserves
worth a try.
- How can we contact him?
Parker pointed his thumb toward the office
President.
T-tapping test phone connected to
our embassy in Moscow. Get online
Youngdahl direct.
-E I problem is on the phone.Only the president
and First Lady are allowed ...
"You're the right hand of the first lady said
Parker, interrupting Nora. She has asked you
acting on their behalf. You talk to the ambassador and I
take care of the rest.
-M uy well, "she said, looking fixedly at an
moment. I think Mrs. Martin is
still there.
-N e need your assistance.
Nora stood up from his chair to go to the office
next door. Parker followed. The head and gray hair
Ms. Martin appeared bent over notes
manuscript was going to machine. A cup of
was strong coffee at his elbow.

-S ord Martin, thank goodness you are there

yet, "said Nora.
V-oy to be here until dawn, "she said in
gruffly.
-L to Mrs. Bradford asked us to talk
with you. Shall I call for her to the ambassador
Youngdahl in Moscow. Want to use your phone to
listening test.
-H Ubiera had to comunicrmelo.
"You'll have to forgive her because she is busy. Me
said that you would understand that I did the
call on your behalf.
Ueno-B, I guess there will be no problem, "the
Mrs. Martin rose, quietly complaining that
hurt his back. I'll open the phone.
Mrs. Martin accompanied them to the office
interim president. Above the desk and next
two black telephones, had another target with a
small lock on the disk. Mrs. Martin sought
key and opened the padlock and removed. Took a
pencil after
and scored a number.
-T his issue then communicates with
signal service officer. Identify yourself and tell
the officer with whom they speak and where. When
have finished, let me know.
The secretary retired and closed the door.
Nora sat immediately next to the desk,
approached the white phone and dialed the number.
Answered
a captain in the service signals. Nora was identified
and
announced that he had to speak with Ambassador Otis
Youngdahl in the United States embassy in
Moscow. Following instructions, hung and waited.
Parker observed standing by the desk,
composing a message on a sheet of paper.
- What are you going to tell you, Guy?
"A message for Alex Razin," he said. Soon
'll hear. I do not know if it will work, but we have to
try.
The phone rang and Nora was quick to pick it up.
- Hello?
Parker nodded and put his ear to device
Nora was holding. He could hear the metallic voice
Youngdahl ambassador.
-H ello, Nora.I heard that was you. Hoped
the president for this line.
-No has been able to get the phone and also Billie
and Mrs. Martin is not on his desk. I have
asked to call them on their behalf. I guess it's
urgent. Did I wake you? "
-No, I am up late tonight.What is it
so urgent?
"T here is one message they want to communicate to
someone in Moscow. They've informed Guy Parker ...
- Who?
-A Guy Parker, one of the speechwriters
the president, is helping to Billie in her book, she

you met a few weeks ago when we ...

"Yes, of course.I remember the young man.
He handed the phone to him to apprise the
President's message.
U n-second.I'll get a pen.
"Soon," said Nora goes, handing the
Parker device.
Standing beside the president's desk, Parker
held the phone to his ear and continued introducing
changes in the message you recorded in a
scrapbook.
- Hey, Parker? "Said the voice again
Youngdahl ambassador.
"Yes, sir.
"I'm ready. What do you want the president to
do?
-S ord ambassador, do you remember when
first lady was in Moscow last month? The
Soviet interpreter assigned a Soviet-born
the United States. A man called Alex Razin.
- Razin Razin:Not sure ... "There was a
moment of silence. Yes, I think I know who it is. More
rather high, black hair combed to one side.
He spoke excellent English. He sat next to
Billie on the ...
-E is Parker said.Think you can
locate?
-O ur intelligence service would have to have him

on file. I will check tomorrow.

-M Aana no, sir.It has to be tonight.
Right now.
- So important is this? Asked the ambassador,
he paused.
C-defendant that the president and first lady
consider it very important. In any case,
I'm just repeating his instructions.
-M uy, "said the ambassador Youngdahl.
I will order that the intelligence service put
immediately get to work. Once we
located at Razin, what about him?
-E ntregarle a message.
"Deliver a message to Razin. Agreed. What
is the message?
Parker had been writing and now had
annotated on the sheet. The message had to be as
cryptic enough not to arouse the least
suspicion by the ambassador. And yet, had
to be clear enough to be
immediately understood by Alex Razin. And he
that contain sufficient force for inducing him to
action immediately, assuming that I knew where
Billie Bradford held her prisoner.
T-message, "said Parker.I'm going to read
slowly so you can score well.
Go on.
"Tell Alex Razin following:" First lady

needs your help desperately. Of particular

implementation concern KGB planned for this
night in Moscow. It would mean that her friend Vera
remain permanently in place. First Lady
hopes that you can and will intervene in his
name. In return for their support, you will ensure
entry into the United States. If possible, please inform
me
the outcome in Claridges hotel in London through
the U.S. ambassador in Moscow.
Signed, Guy Parker, ' "Parker paused. Final
the message.
-N or know anything about all this, "said the voice of
ambassador puzzled tone.
-A lex Razin will understand.
- Is it a clue or what?
"More or less.
"Well, as you say. It'd better
re-read.
-P lease.
With a faltering voice, read the ambassador again
message, word by word.
Parker could see that he had been
perfectly reflected at the bottom of the letter.
So-E is exactly, sir. "
"Once we locate Razin, I'll
someone to deliver.
"No," said Parker.The president wants to be
you who personally delivered.

- Me? "Said the ambassador Youngdahl with

astonishment. Is not it a bit patchy? Are you sure
that I want it delivered?
T-president stressed that
you who handed off to Razin.
Iene-T to be very important.Well ... suppose
I could carry it Razin-ambassador
hesitated. I'll have too fine a careful,
You know?
-L or see, "said Parker.I signify
also that the president wants to make the message
delivered immediately.
Ar H-everything you can, "said the ambassador,
with a sigh.
Although it was late at night
MOSCOW, the old building overlooking the square
Dzerzhinsky
appeared studded with lights. The KGB night shift
was working hard. Some of the lights,
however, did not correspond to the night shift but
illuminating tireless dispatches agents
who worked both the day shift such as that of
night, one of whom was Alex Razin.
Currently, Razin was
especially happy. He had completed a
accumulated workload and would have
a few hours to relax at home, have a

or two glasses, get a little a day in his reading and

enjoy a well deserved dream.
He leaned back in her swivel chair, hands
woven into the neck and relaxing with the
contemplating the pale green walls, again
Vera mentally caress. He had missed
less badly in recent days, but now
separation was about to come to an end. Across
the usual rumors, had learned that day
tomorrow would be crucial to London summit
and that the prime minister was to negotiate
Kirechenko
with Americans from a position of strength.
That meant no doubt that Vera had passed the
sex test (thanks to their own work
intuitive), which had obtained information about
and that U.S. strategy had forwarded
the prime minister. It also meant that Vera, after
having fulfilled its mission triumphantly, back to
Moscow within a day or two and be changed by
Billie Bradford. Would be relieved from having to Vera
again in his arms safe and sound and to be free from
responsibility to care for Billie. He decided
Vera tell who wanted to marry immediately,
take it with you forever and bear children.
He felt that nothing in the world could
tarnish their happiness, not even the fact that Billie
Bradford had been sullen of late and
depressed,. His growing depression was
understandable and he
knew why. He had continued visiting daily
the first lady in social plan since that night
love. They had repeated binding and neither
had made the slightest allusion to it. Sensed without
however, that after his aggressive behavior in the
bed, Billie had expected some results. Vera
imitate their actions. The president would begin when
less suspicious. Plot of red would
discovered. She would be released. I have cheated
them
would have fooled everyone. Each visit will Razin
did, she greeted him with a gesture of hope. Seeing
he did not offer any words of hope, had
been sinking into a increasingly long silences.
A few hours earlier when he'd seen, had
like it was on the verge of despair,
drinking heavily and refusing to eat. But this
night he could not pity because she knew,
within a day or two, Billie was going to achieve what
expected. Would be released to meet in London with
his
husband and come back to the White House to
continue
its role as first lady. Would
liked to comfort her with the news today, but
was not authorized to do so. In fact,
imminent release and exchange were not yet
more than a matter of speculation without official
notice. Without
But he sensed that his release was near.
She had got to bring some papers in
portfolio when the sound of the phone interrupted him.

He reached for the device.

His interlocutor was the secretary general Pietrov.
"General Pietrov would immediately see
purpose of an urgent matter.
It was, he told himself, the news of
exchange of the first lady and second lady.
Pausing before the mirror on the wall
combing, Razin left his office, dropped
noisily down the stairs and entered the vestibule of
Pietrov general's office. The secretary of the director
KGB motioned him to pass.
Upon entering the office, Razin saw Pietrov
studying what appeared to be a long telegram.
Pietrov quickly placed face down on the message
the desk and motioned to a chair Razin. Razin was
settled without taking his eyes of the general, asking
if the urgent message would be if he was expecting.
"R Pietrov Azin said," I fear that tonight
will you be able to sleep, unless you can sleep in
a plane.
- A plane, sir?
"I have an immediate task for you. Need
a courier to deliver a package on hand tonight
in London. You must deliver the package.
"B ut, am I allowed to enter England?
"Your destiny, Westridge airport, located in
outside London, it temporarily territory
Soviet, in the same way that the Embassy

London-Soviet territory is considered ours. With

the exception of two British air traffic controllers and
two British immigration officials indifferent to the
entrance to the base, that no more Soviet personnel.
One of us will receive, will take charge of
package, and then you climb back on board
apparatus and returned to Moscow.
- A return immediately?
-Immediate.
"But, sir, excuse me ... Could not handle
Ordinary mail it?
-S ince then.But Prime Minister Kirechenko
has demanded that it was you personally. So now you
knows.
"Yes, sir."
-Follow you these instructions. I have arranged
a military that his transfer to England. Will
You are the only passenger in the appliance. The
aircraft will be
waiting at the Vnukovo airport and take off
brought to you onboard in exactly three
hours. Meanwhile, back home and have dinner. Wait
for me there.
I will pass to make delivery of the sealed package. My
driver leave me again here and will stay with you
directly to the airport. Do you understand?
"Yes, sir," Razin, keeping in
ask what all that was due. I will be
waiting, sir.
As he left the office Pietrov,

puzzled by the purpose of this unexpected journey

Razin decided not to think about the matter and limited
simply following orders, as always
had done.
He climbed the stairs to return to his office,
finished filling out her purse, took it, picked up a
raincoat and left the building to address the
public parking garage was a few
closed to the Furkosov.
The weather was cold. With one hand, buttoned his
waterproof walking, entered the
parking, located his Volga car color
black, bowed and sat at the wheel. He put the wallet in
the other seat, the ignition key removed and placed in
start the vehicle. He left the engine runs at
empty for a minute, turned on the headlights and
turned
his head back and exit. At that time, saw
a tall and elegantly dressed that ran on
address. Unable to recognize the stranger,
Razin was about to retreat when
tall man hit by car
other side, opened the door, shoved the purse and
another sat in the front seats.
- Alex Razin, I suppose? "Said the stranger in
english.
Razin surreptitiously looked at his visitor, you
recognized immediately and not try to hide his surprise
speech.

Mbajador E-Youngdahl.... What are you?

"I have a private and personal message for you
-D ijo Youngdahl in briskly.Out of this
parking. Find a deserted street. I think
would be much wiser.
Razin hesitated momentarily seized by the
confusion, then, overcome by curiosity, she decided
cooperate. Releasing the hand brake, left Razin
parking space and headed toward the exit.
At the first traffic light, Razin studied
imposing figure of the aged ambassador
U.S..
- A message for me? He asked.
"Apparently, very important. I do not understand.
But I am told that you will understand.
With the advent of green light, shifted gears and Razin
went on down the street October 25. The street
appeared deserted, and no traffic at that hour of
night. Razin slowed as he crossed the
crossings, one that was looking to his liking, until
who found a paved road, almost without
lighting, and turned towards it. Were trees and
herbs along the curbs lined
by old residential buildings damaged by the
weather. About fifty yards away, not seeing the
slightest sign of life, Razin held the Volga to the curb,
temporary fence off a building in
construction. By activating the brakes, turned off the
engine and

half turned to look at the States ambassador

USA.
- Who is the message? Razin asked.
"From a man who is part of the entourage
presidential London. His name is Guy Parker. It seems
unless you knew you when ...
Memory-L and Razin said, interrupting
Ambassador. Drafted speeches of the first
lady. And he was also writing a book of it.
What do you want from me?
-No I know, "replied the ambassador Youngdahl.Me
said that he handed you a message to me
dictation over the phone to hear the test
Youngdahl president had introduced his hand on the
coat and in the inside pocket of his jacket and had
pulled out a sheet of paper. All I know is that it
had to deliver it personally and relate
a matter of some urgency. Here it is handed
Razin the leaf. Find my phone number in
the enclosed card in case you need to contact
me at any moment, "Youngdahl moved the
handle and opened the door. You'd better leave him
here. Return walk to my car. Good luck, sir
Razin.
The ambassador left the vehicle and soon
was lost in the shadows of the night.

Ten minutes later, Alex Razin was

still sitting behind the wheel of his car in the same
place and in the same street.
I had read three times the message from Guy Parker.
The
first reading had left him confused and
puzzled. The second and more careful reading will
had stopped cold. And this third reading had been
Because the blood began to push with force
their burning temples.
Had undergone a series of shocks, one
behind another, which had affected him as a
shock.
Only now starting to emerge from his stupor to
move to a state of anger that was transformed into
a profound excitement. I tried with difficulty
organize their thoughts and thinking logically.
He had translated the message deliberately obscure
Parker's something that I could now understand
throughout. The message had said Parker
Billie Bradford was to be murdered tonight. The
mention the name of Vera, surprising in itself,
had said that it was not coming back to Russia and
continue to play its current role. And finally,
had told him that if he could save
Billie, would be allowed to enter the United States and
would be granted asylum.
Upon completion of the second reading, all the terrible
implications contained in the brief message

started to penetrate and take effect in the minds of

Razin. First, was the horrible news that
First Lady of the United States would be
executed immediately. From the beginning
until the end of all this project, the death of Billie
had never been part of the plan, was a violent act
which was not taken into consideration. Why
inhumane act that had now become a
need? If the prime minister had Kirechenko
ordered, or was crazy or was a savage cold-blooded.
If the execution was carried out and the news filtered
West would lead to a breakdown in
Diplomatic relations between the U.S. and the
Soviet Union, perhaps, lead to an escalation
war and a suicidal nuclear exchange. Millions and
millions
of people would perish because of the senseless death
of a woman. The fury of the United States would
exceed
the limits of understanding. The image of the Union
Soviet before the world would be a barbaric nation
murderer. Why take that risk? It was almost
impossible to imagine. Do you perhaps made to leave
Vera expeditious way so that it could
continue in the role of first lady in the
Over the next five years and the KGB
therefore had a spy in the White House and more
Later, a spy in the upper strata of the
American society? Or perhaps the murder
was due to another reason pressing that he could not

imagine from afar? Yes, there was probably a

immediate and powerful motive which had led to
First Minister to order a butcher for a
eliminate the most famous and beloved wife of the
States
USA.
What was striking and similarly
less understandable was the fact that
Americans-or at least one of them, a
lower-level bureaucrat named Parker
had discovered that the real first lady
was imprisoned in Moscow and that an agent
Vera was playing Soviet call successfully
dual role. And he, Razin, was involved in
somewhat. And now, knowing the identity of the
first two drafts, the real was to be removed.
Parker had learned how such a thing? That does not
mattered at that time. Why
Parker immediately denounced him for what
had not come to the president why he had not
informing the military or the CIA, why not
had provoked a confrontation with the Union
Soviet? Yet nobody seemed to be more
aware of the plot because, apparently, the summit
was nearing completion that would have occurred
without
the slightest alarm.
Then a sentence Parker's message
related to personal life Razin
shook his lifetime and turned upside down.

It would mean that your friend Vera would

permanently in place. It was not possible
Parker was aware of secret relationships
Razin with Vera. And yet, had inadvertently given
the target of Razin. Parker's conclusion was
unambiguous. It was true. In the event that was
executed
secret tonight, Billie Bradford continued to live
in the person of Vera Vavilova. The United States and
the
world would know no more than a first lady and
this would be Vera. Vera would stay in the White
House
during the unexpired term of the president and the
Over the next four years the mandate and
then remain his wife until death
separate them. And Alex Razin ... Razin would lose to
always.
He understood completely: the fate of Vera and
were linked to his own life or death
Billie Bradford. If Billie died, his relations with
Vera would die. If Billie alive, his love and
Vera also future would live. Replaced and free,
Vera could meet him in the United States. The
Parker message promised a reward: the
lifting of the ban on entry and
permission to reside permanently in the
United States.
Could be opened to them a wonderful future.
Razin started thinking fast. If I could
speak now, Billie protect, rescue and

return to London ... and be in advance of

According to Parker that he and Vera were sent
to a clinic in which they submit to a
cosmetic surgery and received
subsequently authorized to reside in
United States, both were safe and could live
together. And Billie could not live and regain its
former
existence.
"S t would be?
Dostoyevsky had faced a platoon in
this same city of Moscow, about to be
executed, and had been saved thanks to a suspension
Last minute. Could the First Lady of the United
U.S., about to be executed well, save
thanks to last-minute intervention?
Was repeated once more the question. Is it possible?
He answered his own question with a question itself.
W hy not?
It was certainly possible ... but possible by the hair.
Incidentally, the circumstances allowed him to cherish
some hope. First, despite the secrecy
of the execution order, he had learned without its
have superior knowledge. And secondly
place was a plane waiting to twenty miles
Moscow ready to move to London with the aim of
to deliver a package. Why could not Billie
Bradford be the package?
For a few moments, he wondered why no Pietrov

would have revealed the plan to liquidate Billie

Vera and keep the role of first lady
United States. Perhaps because he had Pietrov
Razin aware of the love felt for Vera. Or maybe
because he thought fewer people were
aware of the murder, all the better for murderers.
Razin sought to focus attention on the
following steps. Pietrov be directed to the Kremlin
very
soon, if it had not already done so. He and his bandits
Billie would take trained force. Inside
automotive, tethered and the amordazaran. The
lead to the outskirts, a lonely wood. Him
shoot a bullet in the head from behind. The
disfigure so that their identity could not
ever known. The buried in an unmarked grave
indication. He never missed her because
continue to live in London and Washington.
The first logical step was to get up
her in the Kremlin before he arrived Pietrov.
But no, he said, that would be too fast,
too unexpected. Maybe they saw, perhaps both
were arrested before they reach the airport. Arrive
to Billie in the Kremlin would have to be the second
step. Previously you had to go home to prepare it
necessary. Only then could dare to lift
Billie Kremlin and try to escape with her. Be directed
the airport. There would be an airplane, waiting for
him with
your package. Youngdahl before Telefoneara
ambassador

out. It would then be the plane to

London. Two hours later, Operation Vera would
completed satisfactorily.
Perhaps, perhaps.
Everything was very easy to arrange, but very difficult
to
carried out. One false step and the first lady
would be as dead as they were intended. And
Razin also die.
He put his surmise and Parker saw the message on
their knees. It separated the card ambassador, was the
in his pocket and held the message in his hand
as he opened the car door. He drew his
lighter from his pocket, lit it, watched
rose the flame and applied to the paper containing the
message. The paper is lit red. When he started
to scorch fingers, dropped it into the road and very
soon saw him turned into ashes.
He stepped on the ashes in the shoe, shut the door of
vehicle and turned the ignition key.
Enough thinking. They had to act.
He knew the enemy.
Time was the enemy.

12.
Twelve minutes after he left the
Moscow ring road, when entered with
the Volga in the yard next to his house with four
rooms, Alex Razin seemed strange to be
contemplating his house one last time. The old house
painted dark green wood, the window of the
illuminated facade, was a legacy of his father's dacha
who had received as a gift from the State.
Here Razin had been educated by his father as a child
and
here he had lived comfortably in his middle years. The
only other occupant Lutoff his uncle was, seventy-odd
years the elder brother of his father, bent and
shrunk because of arthritis.
Razin parked, the vehicle and fell rapidly
approached the trunk. He opened it, lifted the cover
and found it spacious.
He ran to the house and, as he climbed the narrow
steps, the door opened and appeared Lutoff his uncle,
waiting to greet him as he did every
nights.
"T he dinner will be ready in ten minutes," said

Lutoff uncle.
Razin passed him and went inside.
"Leave it, man," he said. No time for dinner
tonight. I have to take trip to London
immediately. You can help. Do we still have
here that old trunk? That great that Dad
brought from the United States.
-E stoy sure that we have in the attic.
"Go for it. Empty it. Drag it to here. Call me
if you need to help you. Take away the dust. Do we
have a
boring? Otherwise they will be sufficient and a chisel
hammer. Fetch me.
Lutoff uncle nodded and walked away
limping toward the closet.
Razin went to his bedroom. Looking at the clock, is
lightly coat removed. He sought and found his old
black leather jacket lined with wool, the
large pockets (one of them was still a
bottle of vodka) and put it on. She then approached the
comfortable and opened the top drawer. Searching
through
underwear and socks, found the box
ammunition and gun PM. He took both, left the
ammunition on the bed and examined the Makarov
pistol
9 mm. With professional speed, the dismounted. It
was in perfect working order.
The remounted and introduced eight cartridges in the
charger. He remembered something else and
unsuccessfully sought
in the top drawer, but found in the second.

He took the expensive muffler and introduced quickly

in the barrel of the Makarov. Following up on
insurance,
put the gun in the second pocket of his jacket.
He took out his old wallet in the light jacket
I had left on the bed. He examined, checked
of the KGB contained his passport and kept the
portfolio
in the back pocket of his trousers. He pulled another
thing
jacket, a diplomatic passport that had Pietrov
delivered. And another thing I almost forgot, the card
Youngdahl ambassador with his phone number.
Razin took both cards and put them away. Since
not coming back, was there anything else? In some
hand, had a worn snapshot of her mother and
the last photo of his father. But it did not have
time. Billie would have to sacrifice for.
A point of leaving the bedroom, she remembered
something.
He opened a cupboard, reached into the top shelf and
pulled out
a folded blanket brown. He took her to the salon
where Uncle Lutoff just dust the trunk
black five feet long, with flanges
brass. Razin threw the blanket around it, is
knelt, opened the lock, lifted the lid and examined
inside. The chest was spacious, but not enough
to restrain him. Anyway, Billie was
considerably lower and thinner. He calculated that
could fit. He should be scaled down and suffer
discomfort, but may not have to stay
in there long. At least, he hoped

no.
He picked up the blanket and stood up, shook it and
placed it
inside the trunk to serve as a liner. He lowered his
cap, closed trunk and placed it sideways.
- Have you found a drill? He asked his
uncle.
-No, but I have a chisel and hammer.
"That will be enough.
It took a chisel and hammer from his uncle and
bent over the trunk, supporting the chisel with one
hand
against cap and holding the hammer on the chisel
with the other. He took a hammer to chisel in an
attempt to
tip nail her in the trunk. But the boot was very
resistant and only gave a little. Razin again give a
heavy hammer, then a third and fourth, the
fifth hammer, a chisel went into the trunk,
opening a jagged hole in it. Lively, Razin
moved the chisel along the trunk and was giving
hammer to open half a dozen holes.
Delighted, retraced her steps. Anyone
locked in the boot need oxygen. Holes
allow Billie could breathe.
Pocketing the chisel in his pocket, Razin you
Hammer gave the bewildered guy. He took the
portfolio, took out half of the ruble and left containing
tickets on the chest. He went to the desk of the hall
and took a paper and pen. He noted the date on the
paper
and scribbled a letter. The note transferred all

property and personal effects to his uncle Razin

Lutoff. Razin signed. He took the note and the ruble
and
deposited mainly in the hand of man.
-E s yours, man, "he said.All I have ... if I
anything happened.
"No, no," protested Uncle Lutoff-please, no
nothing happened.
G ave that and help me, "he ordered Razin
one of the straps holding the trunk. Let
put in the boot of the car. I
a lot of hurry.
Because of the lateness of the hour, the squares
parking in the Kremlin were occupied only
in third, so Alex Razin could park their
car in a favorable location for their purposes.
While heading to the Kremlin, showed, as
usual, his move from KGB, despite the guards
who were scattered over the area you
knew.
Upon arriving at the suite in which he remained a
prisoner
Billie Bradford, Razin stopped to chat with
KGB guard whom I knew.
- What are you, Boris?
"Okay, buddy Razin.
- How is your son?
"The fever has gone down. Within a week,
can return to their sports.
-M and am very happy Razin said, later adding

indifferently: - Have someone come tonight

visit our guest?
-T all has been the most quiet.
Razin experienced a deep sense of
relief. Their constant fear had been that Pietrov
come before him. That had been the final
First Lady and all their hopes. Seeking
key, tried to act with his usual nonchalance.
She opened the door and entered.
I had assumed that Billie was asleep and that
would be awakened to be launched.
But he found awake in the other
end of the room with her robe and nightgown,
idly by lonely on the coffee table
coffee. Razin Once the door was closed behind him,
she looked up and greeted him with an expression of
slight surprise.
Razin index moved quickly to his lips,
beckoning him not to move. He went to the
radio, which was emitting low symphonic
volume. He raised the volume until the music filled
entire stay and then approached her.
- Is not it an hour a little strange to come
here? "She said, watching him.
-T enia something urgent to say, "he said in voice
low.
- Any news? She asked anxiously,
posing the deck.
T here is a news-Billie.Not exactly what
you expected.
Dig love-what, "she said, studying his face.
"I will tell. I wish there to be scared. I came
to help. Regardless of what may
think, remember.
-D and remember, "she said, prepared to listen.
- Has come to say that they will not even send
home?
-P cor.Much worse. Have decided to get rid of you.
- How? She exclaimed, as if he had not heard
well. Books ...
-Q ANT rid of you, "he repeated.
Eventually, Billie knew what he was
saying and panicked.
-O h, not ... no ...
-No going to happen, "she hastened to tell him to
soothingly. But that's what they have planned.
They want to kill her.
- Kill me, but you really kill me? She repeated
in a tone of utter disbelief.
-T his night, "said Razin.They want the second
lady continues to play the role of first lady.
Permanently.
"B ut that never could ...
"They think they are.
"Let me speak to them, explain them ... "I
she pleaded.

-N o. It would be useless.Once you cast your hands

above, would you be lost. There is only one possibility.
I will help you escape now. I have orders
I moved to London tonight as
mail. There's a plane waiting for me. I will try to
take her with me. We must act quickly.
Razin had imagined that she would react
immediately obey him, he would rise at a bound
and run to the bedroom. But instead, she stayed
him with an expression of bitterness drawn in
face. He had recovered his poise and taken
the deck again.
-B illie Razin said, puzzled, "I have not heard
you?
-L and I heard she said, concentrating on the
cards. I do not believe.
- Did not believe me?Billie ...
"No, I do not believe she said, lifting his eyes. Me
once lied by pretending that I was going to help
escape. He took advantage of me. I will not allow re -
occur. I know he is an agent of the KGB. Will you
deny it? Do not deny it. I saw his ID card.
Razin was left momentarily speechless.
"You're not a friend," said Billie
relentlessly. You're one of them. No idea
of what you want of me this time. You may want to kill
me
you. Perhaps he has been ordered to get me out of here
without
difficulty. Whatever your game, not going back

to participate. Are you a liar, can not be trusted

you do not want to intervene ...
Razin went down on one knee before her and grabbed
the
arms with such force that forced her to make a face.
-B illie listen to me.Please listen to me. Everything
you said is true. I am a KGB agent. Me
I took advantage of you. They gave me an order and I
obeyed it.
But not now. " This time. " Why would
take advantage of you? What reason could there be?
Shocked, she stared into his eyes. His vehemence
induced doubt.
- How ... how shall I know? He asked in a tone
hesitant.
-B Ilie, if I was still on their side, not
I had dared to say what I said. They
In order to run tonight. How could
take advantage of you, what else it worse
might ask? What have I to gain?
-S upon what you told me is
true, why bother to help? Why
risk his career and his life?
-T engo my reasons, "he said, rising.But
now we do not have time for them. I repeat,
We must act quickly. Otherwise, no
have no chance. "
- Are you serious? She asked, rising.
Q ANT "really kill me?
-V n to do, I swear.

- And you ... She said, beginning to show

anguished want to help?
-P AN I try.General Pietrov coming here
tonight to take it. I do not know exactly when.
Maybe later. Perhaps a moment.
We gotta go. I have the car out. Do the
I say.
-M u well.
"Get dressed right away ... "She went to
bedroom while he added: "and put the whole
mink.
- Is the set of mink? She said, pausing
next to the door. How do you ...?
We know everything about you. Is what has
Forgot? The costume or set of mink means
brown suit jacket, shirt, leather shoes
lizard and beige mink coat. Put it on. Is
likely that the guard would let us out here.
But I prefer the other way, the trap of cuisine
leads to the store ...
-L to have nailed.
I know. But I can open it. Hurry.
As soon as she went into the bedroom, Razin
walked to the kitchen. He pushed aside the Mat
covering the trap. He knelt. Eight nails
ensured the trap. He put a hand in his pocket
of his leather jacket. He took a chisel. He began
use it as a lever to loosen the nails. The

nails were very strong and it was not easy. Passed

five minutes. He had taken two nails. Intensified its
effort.
Only one thing troubled him. Its successful flight
depend entirely on the hour when the general
Pietrov arrived. If he did shortly after they
had gone, Billie discovered missing,
Razin and order would suspect that both were
arrested at the airport. Where were already
in the air, Pietrov send a radio message to
driver, ordering him to return. It was possible
detention at the airport and not back order
the apparatus he cared about to Razin. If
the pilot received orders to turn back, is
Also find the gun against his Razin
head. It was necessary that had already detached
when Pietrov know of the escape attempt.
Razin pulled the last nail. He put his fingers
tn say to both sides of the trap, got lift
soil and stepped aside. He saw the steep stairs
leading to dark storage.
Billie and should be dressed. " A point of getting up
and
to call, Razin was aware of a break in the
could hear music and other sounds clearly.
The sound is chilling. His heart stopped.
Bowen, Razin listened. The door opened
with a creak and slammed.
From the angle at which he stood, not Razin

I could see anyone, but had someone else in the room.

Razin laboriously rose and fell in silence
to the fridge, place from which he could do the rest
of stay and the door leading to the bedroom.
At that moment came the burly figure of
Pietrov General, past the kitchen to go
the bedroom. He had almost crossed the room when
Billie,
wrapped in her mink coat, appeared at the door
bedroom. She had also heard the sound of the
front door and went out to see what happened and
Now he had met with General Pietrov.
Although his panic was evident, tried to keep his
aplomb.
Pietrov, momentarily distracted by the
resumption of transmission deafening
music, stopped.
B-ood evening, Mrs. Bradford said aloud,
looking at her from head to feet. Did you on
intended to come out? "At the theater, perhaps? To a
ballet performance?
Nno-N she stammered.I was bored. Me
I was trying on clothes.
Pietrov momentarily kept silent as if
reflect about your response, then spoke about
cheerfully.
O ne-happy coincidence, "he said.Just me
me decided to drop by to ask her
leave. Billie looked like he wanted to gain time.

- Come out?Me? Where?

"A surprise." You'll see. He has been locked
here too long. Come with me.
-N o. .. I'm not sure I feel like leaving.
She intended to go to bed.
-H abr much time for sleeping.I suggest that
with me.
"D and really, I do not want, generally.If you do not
mind ...
"M and imports," he said more harshly in his voice.
Moreover, I insist.
-B ueno, if I have to ...
"Now," ordered the general.
"My purse," she said hesitantly, "I'll by the
bag.
"No. You'll need the bag," he said in a tone Pietrov
sulkily. Come voice added adamant.
Do not make me him out by force.
She walked down the hall, passed slowly along
Pietrov without looking into his eyes and walked to the
door, followed several paces Pietrov distance.
From the kitchen, Razin had been watching the
scene and listening. " The crisis had occurred before
than he expected. The ideas are crowded into his
brain while trying to analyze the various
options offered. One thing could be
sure. Pietrov was leading to the first lady
death. He had to be stopped by any means.

W hy means?Razin's right hand had

introduced into the jacket pocket. It was necessary
Pietrov disarm, thus forcing down the store
below, gagged, tied up and leave him there. He and
Billie had
to get to safety before they found a Pietrov.
Both were moving away from the visual field
Razin. Razin's hand squeezed the butt of the
Makarov pistol. Razin pulled the pistol from his pocket
muffler and dropped his insurance. In fast-moving,
went to the room, holding the gun up.
-P ietrov shouted.
Seized with fright, the director of the KGB stopped
dry. He turned with a puzzled expression and
Razin stared at with wide eyes.
Enga-V Razin, "he ordered, unblinking.
With gesture obedient Pietrov stepped forward and
began to raise his hands in meek surrender.
As he did, a hand as quick as lightning
toward the shoulder holster. Pietrov
drew his weapon while the pistol from him Razin
pointing.
Razin fired first. There was the whistle off
silencer. Pietrov gave a gasp, dropped the gun and its
hand approached the one hand that was
holding his belly. Pietrov took a turn is
staggered forward and fell to his knees, extending
hand instinctively to prevent falls. Fell from
facedown on the pavement.

Billie and Razin watched fascinated the body

prostrate stomach, study alone was recorded
any sign of movement. There was none. The
blood was soaking the carpet.
Since emerging from a trance, Razin
went into action. With the gun, motioned to Billie,
telling me to follow him into the kitchen. She also
gave the impression of having been hypnotized, but
quickly out of that state. Avoiding ran
Pietrov body. Razin her to the opening of
floor.
-Ow you think, "she whispered in his ear.You
succeed?
-No I know, but hopefully we will succeed.I can not do
nothing but move forward.
Sitting at the wheel of his car with Billie
Bradford in the next seat was moving Razin
rapidly in a southwesterly direction on the motorway
that
led to the Vnukovo airport.
With the exception of a brief delay, had
able to leave the Kremlin smoothly. Leaving
store, Razin had advised him that Billie
covering the lower half face with his neck
mink coat. Then, taking her by the elbow,
had accompanied him to the yellow unhurried building
four floors of the Administration, which stood

the other side. Had waved nonchalantly to

the few guards who had crossed the
which we had recognized and had restored the
greeting.
In the parking lot had accompanied Razin
Billie along the row of black cars
officers whose size emphasized the insignificance of
their
Volga. Reaching the height of her car, had
Billie helped to sit back and had
surrounded the vehicle behind the wheel. After making
reverse, had gone to the door
Spasskaya.
A new KGB guard, who did not know him
had prevented the passage. The guard had looked to
Through the open window of the car.
- ID? "I had asked Razin.
Razin had removed his wallet and had drawn his
KGB identification card.
The guard had studied and had then
Razin examined face. After being satisfied,
The guard had pointed his rifle at Billie.
- And the lady? Had asked.
"It is the witness of a crime had answered
Razin. Pietrov General wants to go to the
Lubyanka for questioning.
"T hank you, sir," said the guard had.Can
you pass.
As the car kept going, leaving behind

the Kremlin said in Razin enigmatic tone:

-N is a step you ... very long.
She had tried to comprehend what he wanted
say. Noting his expression of curiosity he
had explained:
-L bequeath to the airport before we give reach.
Sooner or later, someone will miss a
And Pietrov come to your search. When questioned on
Voorhis his guard, know that I've been in the suite and
find that we have used the trap. Try to
stop at the airport. But perhaps that's not
occurs.
- What will I do at the airport? "He had
Billie asked, shuddering.
N-ada.You'll see soon. Leave it up to me.
While going through his recognizable Moscow
companion at that late hour, had Razin
sit by and threatened. Passing through the square
Gagarin, following Lenin Avenue, was able
distinguish Friendship University Patrick
Patrice Lumumba, the dim lights and some hotel
Sputnik
dark commercial buildings such as The House of
Shoes, The House of Fabrics and Warehouses
Moscow. He realized very soon be gone from the
city.
After crossing the avenue Vernadsky, had begun
to see glimpses of countryside. But his fears were not
decreased. Hunched over the wheel, had continued
driving the car in silence as Billie
huddled in a corner of her seat.
As he advanced, was Lenin Avenue
turned into the highway concrete four
Chausse lane called Kiev. He had referred to
attention all cars with driver, all
common engines and all city buses
or who had approached him in advance and had
all warily observed the headlights
lit that had emerged from side streets.
Now, looking at a signal that
indicated that the airport was four
miles, stopped the throttle, slowed the
up and was slowly moving toward the vehicle
the outside lane of the highway, looking for something
in the
patches of dark and dense groves beyond.
Razin pulled away from the highway and began
to enter a dirt road. A slight
slope led him to a cross. Further progress and
headed to his car a broad road truck
that was lost in the woods. Over a hundred
meters, moved in zigzags through pine and larch and at
end, he stopped at a small clearing.
Turning off the headlights, he turned to look at
Billie. It sat with anxious expression
and inquisitive.
"T he last step," he said.Must be prepared to
discomfort for half an hour pass or maybe a.

You may notice bruising and

experience shock and panic. But if all goes
well, live. We hope that it works.
"E spera be successful, what?
He opened his door:
In the trunk of that vehicle, there is a trunk
trip. You have to get inside. I shut yourselves up.
You have to curl up inside and not making any noise.
There's a blanket in the boot. That and the mink coat
protect from knocks. I practiced a few small
holes for air to enter. You think I can
endure?
- "After what I have endured?
"Very well, then, go ahead.
Both descended the Volga through their
for doors and gathered in the
back of the vehicle. He opened the boot and
raised the cover, showing the old trunk Billie
trip. I hoped it was enough to contain it.
He released the straps and lifted the lid of the trunk.
- Do you think you can fit in here? Asked
Billie.
-S t would be easier if I take off the mink coat
-D ijo her doubtfully.
"No," he said, shaking his head.Need the
protection of the fur. Let's see if anything-up
a hand. Look, get on the bumper and I'll help
to get involved.

Taking Razin's hand, she climbed. Grasping

hand edge of the trunk, got up with the other hand
the skirt and coat over knees and introduced
carefully one leg in the trunk and then the other.
Then he knelt down.
"M u and well," he said, now Put aside,
bringing the knees to the chin. Thus. Now a little
more, if you can-Razin leaned over the trunk, trying
cover it better with the mink coat. How are you?
"T errible.But more comfortable than a coffin. How
much
he said?
"D and half an hour at most.When we
in the air, SAGAR. Strive all you can, Billie.
Ready? Here we go.
Razin down the lid slowly buckled straps with
brass buckles and closed the trunk.
Closing the trunk, returned hastily to his
seat. Despite the urgency of the situation, he
reverse carefully, determined not to shake
or harm your protected. The Volga bent while
back over the road truck and climbed the
way.
Minutes later, Razin was back in
Highway, heading towards the airport.
Only one thing worried him: Would the Guard
Praetorian Pietrov The firing squad,
wait?
Nobody seemed to be waiting began and Razin

to breathe more easily.

While approaching the airport terminal, which had
visited very recently, Razin felt
momentarily perplexed. I was watching not a
airport building but two. Right, I know
observed a small stucco building
cream, obviously old, with some steps
front and a porch. To the left, some three or
four-meter stood a newer building, more
high and more impressive with a glass facade in
which were three rows of windows in frames
aluminum. On deck, a sign of light flooded
of at least a foot-height indicated:
V NUKOVO.
Razin was concluded that that building more
new was not the building where he was expected.
He turned to the oldest structure, and ignoring
overlook the parking spaces on the other hand,
advanced along the wide sidewalk, approached a
metal signs on the sidewalk concrete in which
No parking will be read and parked at the curb.
Looking around, he saw that the airport
Vnukovo was in high spirits despite the late hour
and that was the oldest building did not appear in
use. Razin left the vehicle in the hope that
service had a waiter in the night shift.
At that moment, a soldier emerged from entry
Main smaller building and approached

Razin quickly. He was wearing a uniform

KGB, according to Razin was observed. Razin
tightened
immediately, but soon saw that the officer
not wearing, weapons in sight. He calmed down
slightly
and waited.
The captain stopped in front of Razin.
"Excuse me, are you Alex Razin?
"I am.
"I have ordered him to wait. I am Captain
Meshlauk, the KGB. I have instructions for facilitating
the
output by all means. Above all, please, your
identity card and passport.
Razin gave him both.
The master card Meshlauk considered the KGB and the
passport and nodded.
-M u well.It has been assigned a device, a
spacious Antonov An-12 transport. You'll have to
you, except the crew, of course. There will be a
pilot, a copilot, a navigator, an engineer and a
radio operator, but will be locked in the
front. I have been instructed on the meaning of
they do not have to socialize with you or you
with them. The device is ready to take to the airport
London's once-looked at Westridge
Razin up and down. I was told to wait for him to
a package.
Razin showed empty hands and smiled.
"Oh, I got in the trunk of the car and not

is exactly what I would call a package. It is a

portmanteau that I should give the prime minister
Kirechenko in London.
- Is it a trunk?Well, I guess someone
might be called a package.
-A PEN the trunk.I need two waiters
to be picked up on the plane.
-L I bring you once, "said the captain, giving
around and back into the building.
Razin went to the back of the car and
opened the luggage rack. Here was the steamer trunk,
with
Billie in her womb. He wondered how he would find
it. He was tempted to speak, but dared not.
He stood, surveying the area
partially lit by streetlamps. It was observed
still no sign of danger. He hoped that the fate
continue to accompany him.
She hoped the captain would hurry Meshlauk.
As if in answer to his desire, the captain was presented,
followed by two boys in years, dressed in
a drab uniforms.
Razin greeted them at the back of the car.
"Here," he said, indicating the trunk.
Treat them carefully, very carefully. A
leather strap on each end.
The young men approached the trunk, grabbed a strap
each and lifted him off the car's trunk
grumbling.

-E ncrguese he was moved to the section

appliance-passenger Razin told the captain. Is
need to have it constantly in sight.
The captain nodded and barked orders to the waiters.
"Take the Antonov An-12. Place it in section
passengers.
While watching the lads going away,
Razin closed the boot of the car and handed
Captain Meshlauk keys.
- Will you park it?Return within
about eight hours.
-E star here, waiting for him, "said the captain.
You had better take on board. We must not
worry about the passport control.
Was entering the building when grabbed Razin
captain's arm, forcing him to stop.
"A nother thing," said Razin.When ready, I
to make a call. Where can I find a
private phone?
So-E is no problem.Allow me to it
indicated.
The captain went with a small Razin
nearest office. She opened the door, lit the light and
Razin beckoned it happened.
"T here on the desk phone.I'll see if
the boys have climbed on board the packet. Then I
meet you in the door and will accompany
the plane.

Once the captain had gone, Razin searched

the inside jacket pocket and pulled out the card
Youngdahl ambassador with the phone number of the
U.S. Embassy Moscow. Standing,
Razin picked up the phone and dialed the
Embassy.
A night-shift telephone operator answered the
First ring. Razin told him he had to talk to
Youngdahl ambassador and his call was expected.
Ale-Dig referred to a Mr. Guy Parker.
There was a long interval of fifteen seconds before
they heard the sleepy voice of the ambassador.
-A chemical ambassador.Is Alex Razin?
"Yes. I have a message to deliver directly to the
First Lady or her secretary.
-E stoy paper and pencil ready.
"Here is the post-began to dictate Razin
slowly: - "I'm en route to London with a package.
Go to the airport at dawn to Westridge
join me. View all mink. Since
I might impose some moment
limitations, please take on board the apparatus. There
receive further instructions. Signed, Alex Razin '
"Razin paused. End the message. Is
Clearly, Mr Ambassador?
-F or I do not.But perhaps it is for the first
lady.
Ulvamelo V-read, if you please.Ambassador

what he read.
-P erfect Razin said.Will it make me please
now send it to Mrs. Bradford?
-I ISTRIBUTION.
"Thank you, Mr. Ambassador. Now I gotta go.
Once hung up the apparatus, Razin realized
he was sweating. He took a handkerchief and wiped
the forehead and upper lip.
Saving the handkerchief, blew out the light of the
office and
walked into the hall almost empty little building
lit. At some distance beyond the
passport control desks and recording
luggage, near the exit doors, saw Captain
beckoning.
Quickly walked away and met with the
captain who opened the door.
-T all in order, sir.
Greetings,
Now they were on the outside and cold air
Razin struck face. The captain had advanced
Razin and followed him toward the giant
turbojet that stood before them. The
reactors were whistling and gusts up
dust and dirt.
The captain began to climb the ladder laptop.
Turning briefly to look. Razin started up
too. Beside the door of the apparatus, the master
waited and drawn inwards.

Trunk-S or said about the background of the sound of

reactors. Has been installed in one row of seats.
Choose
which like "I reached out to Razin. Bon voyage.
I'll see you tomorrow morning.
"And I will look Razin said, shaking his hand.
And thanks again for your help.
Razin happened inside the aircraft. He turned and
observed that the captain was talking to the
cabin. Moments later, Capt. left.
Then came a crew member and without so
even looking at the lone passenger closed the heavy
door through which he had entered and Razin
said. Then he disappeared again within the
cabin.
Razin began to orient themselves. The interior of
Antonov
was empty, except for long benches attached to
the internal walls-evidently intended to
paratroopers, and a row of four seats. Pitching
a sigh of exhaustion, Razin settled into one of
outboard and stared at the trunk. Inside
was the first lady of the United States.
Amazing.
No less amazing was the fact that
could have come this far. His thoughts
went to the executioner, would it have killed the
general Pietrov
or be alive? If he were alive, would he have
found somebody?
If he was alive and had been found, still running

danger. Razin slapped in his pocket. Still

had the gun.
He looked out the window. The apparatus was
moving.
The first rays of dawn were shaping
the domes of the Kremlin.
Next to a curb inside the Kremlin,
Zil automobile elongated dark blue
belonging to the director of the KGB was parked in the
same site where they had parked upon arrival.
Inside the car, all four occupants
still awaited. Sitting at the wheel there was the
Konstantin driver and beside the photographer sat
Sukoloff. In the spacious rear, two of the three
appeared vinyl seats occupied two of the
faithful bodyguard Pietrov KGB general: the
Ilya Mirsky captain and captain Andrei Dogel.
The angry face denoted Mirsky
impatience.
-S and is doing growled Mirsky day, looking
through the window. I do not like. We are
delayed. We should have done tonight.
- And what? Dogel said.
A Mirsky it gave him. A plan was a plan. If people
did not fit into their plans, the world, life on the
land would be chaos. Without following the plans,
things
could fail, things could not be done. This was a
of the most admirable qualities of Pietrov. Always
planned. Always conformed to what was
planned. Getting things done.
A delay Mirsky his boss was tonight
seemed inexplicable.
Now, for the tenth time at least as
antidote against the boredom of inactivity. Mirsky
returned
to review the deferred plan. All missions had
accurate but only him and knew beforehand what
Dogel
was going to happen. The driver had received
Konstantin
instructions: once you have picked up the new
passenger would have to walk three miles, beyond
Izmailovo Park, until a dense pine forest
Virgin was hidden in an ancient cemetery. The
driver should remain in the car and the photographer
Sukoloff should keep it up to send him
call with your camera. The passenger, the woman he
Pietrov had come to collect, would be unconscious. In
As the Pietrov did get in the car, you Dogel
cover his face with a rag soaked in ether. The
would leave on the car floor and the Dogel Mirsky and
would carry through the woods to the cemetery.
An open grave would be waiting. Mirsky should
fire a shot to the heart and then it should depart
to the photographer's photograph. Once Sukoloff
had taken some closeups of your face without
life and the bullet wound and had been ordered to

retire Dogel acid poured over his face to

destroy it so that it was impossible
recognition. The body would be pushed after the
Mirsky and Dogel tomb and blades used for
fill the hole with earth and cover everything with a
grass layer. After a hurried return to
headquarters of the KGB. Copies of the pictures
would be delivered to Pietrov, which shall give it to
Alex
Razin.
This was the plan ... still unfulfilled.
Mirsky came to a cigarette lighter, gave a
furiously sucked and looked at her watch.
"And it's almost four," he said, glancing once more
through the window. It is almost day. Os
I say it's not like he put out his cigarette,
mash. I better go and see what happens
"He said.
-N or know Dogel he said.We received the order
wait. Maybe you fucking surprise last
Once the lady.
Mirsky opened the door of the car.
"I'll take a risk," he said, falling from vehicle
and away.
Walking with long strides, reached his Mirsky
destination within ten minutes. As he approached
the suite of Bradford, saw the night watchman
watching the door yet.
- How are you, Boris? Mirsky said.

-M uy good, sir.
- Who is in right now?
Well, sir, the lady, of course. And then Mr
Razin ...
- "Mr. Razin?
"Take in about four hours. General Pietrov
followed shortly afterwards. The general also are
inside.
- None of them is gone? Asked
Mirsky. Are you still there?
"Yes, sir.
"Well, I must interrupt Pietrov General.
Q ANT "open up?
Boris took the keys and opened the door of the suite.
As he pushed the door to enter, Mirsky
discovered the big Pietrov-general's body was
Pietrov no doubt lying on the ground. It was something
so unexpected that the aplomb of Mirsky, usually
hard as stone, collapsed.
Recovering, he shouted over the background of the
blaring music:
- Boris!
Mirsky is a leap forward and bent knee
with his head while entering the guard Boris
running into the room.
Carefully tilting the body, could Mirsky
see the blood and horrible gunshot wound.
-L and have shot ... Mirsky re-tilt the
Pietrov body on the floor, grabbed her wrist and

his pulse. Mirsky's still alive, looked up,

looking at the guard said. Ask an ambulance to the
most
quickly as possible! Sound the alarm!
The guard turned around and ran out of the
stay.
Once he had recovered from the shock, Mirsky
rose. Drawing his pistol, examined the room.
He had two others in the suite. Where were they?
Mirsky went into the bedroom and entered
cautiously. The room was empty. He ran to
bathroom. The bathroom and shower were
empty. Retracing his steps, looked in the kitchen.
Empty. His prisoner, first lady, she was gone, the
Like Alex Razin. A Mirsky not doubted
about what had happened. But how had
escaped?
Recalled immediately above the trap and
attempt to escape. He went to the kitchen. The trap
seemed to be in place, but then realized
nails that had been removed. By pulling the trap
and pushing aside, pulled a small flashlight
pocket, bent down and lit up the opening. The light
showed
just an empty store.
Mirsky was up and put the flashlight in the
certain that the fugitives had fled across the
trap. Shaking off the dust, tried to understand the
ground that a loyal and KGB veteran as
Alex Razin had done such a thing. Had

purchased the CIA? Or perhaps it had always been a

double agent serving the U.S.? Does
perhaps would have heard of the imminent execution
of the
First Lady and would have agreed to save her in
exchange for
a reward? In any case, how involved
Razin was going to be able to take out the first lady of
Moscow
and Russia? Razin's behavior was
disconcerting. It was absurd.
Upon returning to the hall, saw the Pietrov body is
was surrounded by a medical team consisting of
a doctor, two nurses and two orderlies. Mirsky
waited to be carried Pietrov. The doctor said:
"And to see the seriousness when
Clinical reach the Kremlin.
Upon leaving the suite, Mirsky was approached by
some
police investigators in Moscow and several
colleagues KGB officers. Mirsky told them
I knew quickly and then ran back to the
car. He paused a moment to contemplate the
ambulance, a small minibus with emblem
red cross and a flashing light in the hood, which was
speeding toward the door Borovitsky.
Already in the car, ordered Konstantin Mirsky
who rushed to the clinic Kremlin
located within easy reach.
-L to which is across from the Lenin Library
-Anne gave.
As the car headed to the medical center

Mirsky told the perplexed and Sukoloff what Dogel

had occurred. When they arrived at the building of
granite
red five-story, Mirsky said in conclusion:
-Sun or Pietrov can answer our
questions ... if you live-opened the car door.
Come Dogel told, try to find out.
The small waiting room and suffocating was
front of the surgery section. Mirsky, more restless than
ever, all the time spent walking incessantly
up and down without quitting, while Dogel
sat, flipping through a magazine. None of
the two spoke. Was more than an hour before
appeared the chief surgeon, removing the mask
white.
-M ay chance that unless you are
unforeseen complications arise, the general
Pietrov recover, "the surgeon said. I know you
need information. But do not expect to
talk to the general for another two or three days.
Will you informed daily and in private,
your state.
After leaving the hospital, Mirsky knew what had to
do. I had to order the driver to bring them
immediately to the headquarters of the KGB which
was Pietrov clearance.
The flight from Moscow to London was

three and half hours and Antonov transport apparatus

with two passengers aboard was flying
North Sea, less than an hour from its destination.
Once in the air, Alex Razin had opened the trunk
without delay. He had found Billie
Bradford huddled and cramped inside, with
eyes closed and his features marked by pain.
He seemed to be half unconscious. Passing the
hands under the armpits, had incorporated
Gently, he had taken from the trunk and had
propped up next to the seats. Immediately
Billie had to bend the knees and it had
broth in her arms. He had helped to settle
in a seat.
He had watched as she lay,
almost comatose, unable to speak.
At one point, after half an hour,
her eyes were partially opened.
- You okay? Had asked him
a worried voice.
-N o. .. do not know.
- Are you in pain?
"Everything.
- You want me to do massage?
She had nodded weakly.
He had begun to give a gentle massage
shoulders and then did the same with
hips, thighs and legs. By the end,

she was asleep.

He was sitting beside her, thinking,
while smoking, about his past and future
immediately. After she was asleep.
He awoke with a start and found that they had
within two hours and that she was
awake, staring straight ahead.
- How are you? He asked.
"Much better. Where are we?
"About half an hour from London.
- Are we safe?
"I think so.
"Thank God she turned to face him and brushed her
cheek with her fingers. Greetings, All I owe you.
-I the fact nvolve her into this matter
Ijo-d him bitterly.
"And that I had taken from him," she added.Was
so dangerous. Why did that happen?
"E s a long story, Billie.I will tell all
before we take land. But I think before
you need a good drink.
"And believe it or else.
He took the jacket pocket of the bottle
vodka, unscrewed the cap and gave the bottle to
Billie. She swallowed a mouthful, choked, coughed
and
sat up. He took a second sip and you
returned the bottle to Razin.
-M uy strong, "he said.Now I'm awake.

He swallowed a mouthful and then another, corked the

bottle and
put it.
-Ow tell me about it, "she said, looking at him.
"May I tell what?
"Why has. Why are we here. I was
You said that was a long history.
Shorten-T Rataro he said, smiling.- Yes
I guess you should know all the details
because we shall be faced with a situation
extremely delicate and potentially dangerous.
You know something about what has happened. Now I
should report the rest.
Started with Razin discovery history
part of a general Pietrov actress provinces
Vavilova called Vera in Kiev and the fascination of
Pietrov to the almost exact resemblance between Vera
and the
wife of one of the two candidates for president of
the United States. By becoming the wife that
First Lady Pietrov launched its Project
Second Lady. At first it did not intend Pietrov
nothing concrete, just thought that lay ahead several
future crises and that the placing in the White House
to a Soviet first lady may become
a great triumph for the intelligence of his country.
Pietrov
spent almost three years and a fortune in rubles
Vavilova Vera transform a replica of Billie
Bradford.
-Y or participated in the project from the beginning

-D ijo Razin.Because, as you know, knew the

United States and spoke good English. Me
given the task of Americanizing Vavilova Vera.
Vera falls in love deeply and she
me. I was sorry I had to be sent to
Washington in place of you, but I had to
choice but to accept it. Then I had to ensure that
succeed and not be discovered, not only for
protect but also to anyone who could return
safely to me.
Meanwhile the KGB had entrusted the
Billie Bradford custody during his confinement. Such
Billie knew as now, all the acts he had
made-from help given to him in his
first attempt to escape his speech to
prevent punished for that reason, had been
ordered by the KGB. His biggest problem, he said, had
been to her need to know how Vera
behave in bed with the president.
-M and given the task of finding out, "said
Razin. I tried to take advantage of you. And you tried
take advantage of me. However, upon completion, I
wing conclusion that you had tried to induce
error and decided to risk it, giving Vera
instructions that are behaving
entirely contrary to what you had
acted. It turned out I was right.
-M and was afraid, "said Billie.

I t was my duty, "said Razin.But today I

Forgot duty. I refused to obey. His
writer, Guy Parker, got not find in London
Somehow, you were in Moscow and was being
executed tonight. I relayed the news,
using as an intermediary to his ambassador in
Moscow. Parker guessed I would not allow.
He was right. I did not allow it. Suddenly, men
he had been obeying struck me about
monsters. I decided to risk my life to save hers.
He had two reasons. The first was being selfish. If
you murdered that Vera would continue to play
the role of president's wife as the two
live ... and I lost forever. The other reason
was ... humanitarian ... but the truth is that I had
come to truly estimate and considered in
somewhat as a substitute for Vera. His murder
was an act of barbarism. I did not want to participate in
it.
Saved you, you may regain my honor ... and
for me to keep the woman I love. There you
Throughout history, Billie.
During the confession, she had heard
hypnotized, passing alternately from
anger to affection. Now, more tolerant and accepting
change that he had operated, managed to assess the
Razin had run that risk. And finally, spoke.
-Y ou have been fired for Pietrov General
rescue. What will happen?

- What's going to happen?That depends entirely

you, Billie.
- "Me?What can I do for you? What
want?
ESEO my life-D and Vera, "he
flatly. Vera will be waiting the arrival of
our plane. I've prepared well. Will be very
disturbed and even frightened when they see you,
but I remain tranquil. You and Vera would replace the
each other. He even sent word to dress
exactly like you so that the exchange
easier. And then you should hide
for a short time. Surely you can
us off the airport without difficulty. Nobody
impede the movement of the first lady and
his companions. You have to hide a
night ...
-C onozco a place in the West End.An apartment
owned by a widow and her son ...
-C onsganos U.S. passports.You tell me
promised one to me at first. I want one for Vera.
Under other names.
"S and can be arranged.
"Find us a clinic and a surgeon discrete
cosmetic surgery specialist in England. Arrange
that we immediately undergo a
facial surgical interventions. Vera has to stop
look like you and do not have to keep your old

personality and I should not ever be recognized as

Alex Razin. That will prevent us locate the KGB.
"S and made immediately.
"Once we got home
Standing in the United States, help to
get a job as a journalist or a teacher and help
Vera to resume his stage career.
Stoy-E sure I can do.
"Another thing Razin said. Do not ever speak in
public nor in private what has happened. It should
transcend a single word. Because, if
this would happen, if her husband or one of
U.S. government learned of his
kidnapping and the existence of two States
Soviet Union and the United ... Got-Razin
manifest despair. The friendship and peace
would be impossible and the relations between both
countries
become a bad dream.
Billie was well understood.
"Even though I do feel tempted, Alex-the
revenge is a powerful emotional force,
try not to lose my head. No, Alex, do not worry.
I promise to never mention it.
"I n that case I would have paid the debt," said
Razin, forcing a smile while watching
through the window. It's getting by day
reclined in his chair and frowned. I do not know what
will
happening in Moscow.

In the KGB headquarters near the Kremlin,

Mirsky was standing beside the desk of
Pietrov General memorandum with all the notes and
decrypted messages sent last night
from London spread before it. Beside it
found Dogel three other officers and KGB
were aware of Project Second Lady.
Mirsky last examined the papers of
Pietrov general. The blurry image of everything that
had
occurred was now clearer. Not in its entirety,
of course, but a considerable part of it, the
enough.
The most significant fact was that, having
Prime Minister ordered that Mrs. Bradford
be liquidated and having been entrusted to Alex
Razin the mission of bringing a package (with
photographs
body) to London, Razin had learned the
imminent execution by any means
unknown. And for whatever reasons, had decided
Billie Bradford rescue and transported to London at the
aircraft assigned to it.
After having understood so clearly,
Mirsky had telephoned the Vnukovo airport and
had talked with a Captain Meshlauk. Mirsky
had been informed that the unit transport
Antonov with Razin board took off bound
to London more than three hours earlier.

- Is this Mr. Razin was accompanied by a lady?

-H aba Mirsky asked.
-No, not anybody with him.Came on board only
with the package ... well, actually, it was a
portmanteau Large.
-A h, a trunk, a steamer trunk of large size.
Mirsky had understood immediately
horrible inevitability of what was to come. The
KGB had at its first lady to save Vera Vavilova
London. Soon, the real first lady Billie
London would come to Bradford. Confrontation
between the two first ladies would blow up
all the intrigue of the KGB. The discovery of those
events and their consequences will be of gravity
incalculable.
Mirsky shook his head and stared at his teammates.
"I think we know what has happened." Now
question is what we do, stared at
Dogel. Are you absolutely sure that there is
may order the return of the device?
Dogel bent both thumbs down.
"Impossible. There is insufficient
fuel for the return. We also know that
Razin armed.
-B ueno Mirsky said, "we can only make a
thing. We must immediately notify
Kirechenko premier. He alone can
save.
Claridge's Hotel in London, Guy Parker had
Nora turned to pick up Judson in his office and
she was crossing with the release of Mrs.
Dolores Martin to go to breakfast when they heard
sound-proof phone tapping of
president. Ms. Martin rose and went
running to the phone.
Nora Parker stopped by the door.
"That could be for any of us.
Mrs. Martin was already on the line.
"Ah, Mr. Ambassador ... Well, I do not think that is
up yet, but Nora Judson is here. Want
talk to her? "Mrs. Martin paid attention and
after the device covered with a hand. Nora! It is the
Youngdahl ambassador. Want to talk with you.
Nora Parker gave him a meaningful look.
- Coming! Yelled Mrs. Martin,
its way to quickly to the office of
president while he motioned that Parker
accompany her.
-H ello, Mr. Ambassador, "she said, catching up
apparatus. Am. Nora Judson. Want to wake up the
Mrs. Bradford?
-No, I need only you.
"Okay.
"First, I did tell Parker what I
said. I spotted Alex Razin and gave the message.

I did it personally, then let him. Later, the

Mr. Razin called me and I briefly reported a
message to the first lady to Mrs. Bradford.
-T Endre happy to write it down.
"I have here written. I'm going to read. Ready?
"One moment, Nora took a notepad and pen.
Go on.
-M uy, "said the ambassador Youngdahl.Here goes
the message. "I am en route to London to pack.
Go to the airport at dawn to Westridge
meet me. View all mink. Since
I might impose some moment
limitations, please take on board the apparatus. There
receive further instructions. Signed, Alex Razin. "
This is the message.
I will pass to Mrs Bradford as
can talk to her.
-L catkin having been so long.He
been notified hours ago, but there has been a
phone fault. Now everything works again. In
However, he already has. Pass on my regards to the
Mrs. Bradford.
"T hank you, Mr. Ambassador.
While hanging apparatus, Nora pulled the sheet
the notebook containing the message.
Azin-R is underway.He wants to meet Billie
with him at the airport in Westridge. You had better
tell what the first lady.

Parker took a worried expression.

- Will not worry Billie by the fact that you
know that a U.S. first lady will
meet with a Soviet citizen ...?
"M and I will play dumb, Guy.I will say that it has
received
this to her and do not understand and I will do more
comments Nora paused. A advantage.
Not have to wake them both. She is
sleeping alone in another bedroom. He feared that the
President had caught a cold and would not
infected.
-U n second, Nora, "said Parker, knitting
frown. She took the message of the hands and read it.
The
read again and looked at Nora anguished expression.
Razin comes with a package. That's what they had
responsible to bring a package of photos from
Billie's body. And do not talk at all about Billie.
-No mention Billie was.That is for Billie,
What if you do not remember?
Parker turned to look at the message and what
back to Nora.
- Does that mean ... Razin was unable to save her?
I do not know what it really means, Guy. Razin not
could say much on the message he has given to
our ambassador.
-E ntonces, why do you want to go to Vera
airport?
-No I have no idea, "said Nora.

That must mean they could not save

Billie. It has photographs of his corpse. Wants
Vera knows immediately that, henceforth, you can still
being the first lady.
-N or insist on saying that.We know nothing. Look,
you better wake up to Billie and give you the
message. It remains our first lady. Are you going to
be here?
"No," said Parker, making as if to
leaving the office of President.
G uy, where will you be?
-At the airport in Westridge, "said he, lowering
voice. I have to see if Billie is alive or
dead ... first lady and how we live.
Prime Minister Dmitri was Kirechenko
in an effervescent mood while coming up
the staircase to the Terrace Suite Hotel
Dorchester.
Breakfast at the Embassy of the Soviet Union in
London, had been fruitful. He had breakfast with
almost all members of his delegation and discussed the
plan of action with a view to which expected to be
one of the last meetings of the summit in the
U.S. Embassy tomorrow
morning. So far, he and his delegation had
tactics used to gain time in each of the

session. But tomorrow expected to announce its

final decision regarding the Non-Aggression Pact
of Boende.
That little bitch had Vavilova Vera
maintained on a tightrope, holding
despotically the valuable information available.
Well, since it was in good humor, he could
be reasonable about it, and in consciousness, not
could blame him. She wanted a guarantee
security. Now would have. In these hours the
Bradford had already been implemented. Within an
hour,
Razin would come with the photographic evidence. As
These will be displayed to Vera, he would have the
needed information. If the
information is favorable, oblige tomorrow
Americans knees.
Upon reaching the top of the stairs, saw that
Razin could have arrived earlier, in which case Vera
would be willing to talk. Otherwise why would
Chukovsky General had called for twenty
minutes, forcing him to interrupt your breakfast on the
Embassy? Chukovsky had asked him to return
Dorchester immediately because of an issue of
the utmost importance that he could not comment on
phone.
Well, here he was. It fell to salute
guards and entered the Terrace Suite,
happily anticipating events.

Chukovsky General in his uniform studded

medals, was strolling in the middle of the room.
The first glanced Kirechenko minister. No
Vavilova Vera saw anywhere. Perplexed, he
went to the desk and sat down heavily on the
chair.
"Well, Chukovsky, what is the matter of the
utmost importance?
Chukovsky not answer. Instead he took a
sheet of paper from his pocket, unfolded it and laid
before
the prime minister.
-S and recently received this message from Moscow,
Comrade Kirechenko. It is decoded.
The prime minister and took Kirechenko started
read. Her anger was intensifying by the minute.
Keywords muttered as he continued reading.
- 'Pietrov being shot ...Razin has fled
with first lady ... Has the plane that you
assigned to move to London ... "
Anger's face lit Kirechenko, which
crumpled sheet of the message in his fist while
put her eyes and her features contracted
as if he had suffered a stroke.
Then he started cursing in Russian.
- How on earth could it happen? He yelled.
"I ... I do not know, sir, "said Chukovsky,
backing away. All I know is what you have read
in the message. Razin seems that he learned what the
implementation. And she would not be carried out.
Apparently,
Pietrov been fired and fled with the first
lady. Ride the mail plane with Mrs. Bradford.
The living is bringing here.
- An impossible situation! Roared the first
Minister downloading a fist on the table and
demolishing empty an inkwell. That can destroy the
absolutely, can destroy everything for which
We have been working. Vera will be discovered. Never
obtain your information ... and if the Americans
discover it ... Impossible! Rose-a
jump. We must do something.
"And I've read, it is too late to order the
return the equipment to Moscow.
The prime minister was thinking.
"But not too late for anything," said
slowly. He looked at his wristwatch. Take
earth-soon looked up, biting
the lip. Okay. We did not execute the first
Lady in Moscow. But here we run
"Hit hard with the palm of your hand
desk surface. Yes, that is. We have to
do here, "he glanced at his watch. We do not have
long time. But we can do. Who is
our best man for the job?
Aginov-B, no doubt.
- Let him come here immediately!

13
Inside the Westridge Terminal, next to
a panoramic window overlooking the countryside and
runways, Guy Parker was riding
guard pending the plane from Moscow. Her stockings
hour there and his nervousness was increasing every
minute
happened.
Leaving London after the call of
Ambassador Youngdahl, Parker had driven his
Jaguar rented a breakneck speed in the
darkness, along a highway increasingly
lonely, then, following a signal had been
section of the highway to go to the airport
Westridge. Seeing the lights of the small field
RAF aircraft left, Parker had
slowed down, had discovered a
parking lot across from the terminal and had
directed towards it.
Across the road toward the terminal, just
had seen an open glass entrance. Besides this
were two non-British immigration officials
armed, standing on smoking indifferent. One of
they had asked her politely Parker
identification. He had exhibited his documentation of
the White House. A by immigration officers
had reported his name to another and he had
pressed the buttons on a laptop. Al
Apparently, what had appeared on the screen had been
satisfactory because Parker had crossed the
step. He assumed that when the first lady-o
the alleged first lady "from the Claridge's,
it would not have to submit to such
verification.
Advancing on the cracked pavement
concrete, Parker had reached the gateway to the
field. Two guards were armed Soviet
stationed there. One had said in a
broken English:
"No permission to leave the country.You have to wait
with window.
Parker had turned obediently toward the
window, about thirty feet out, he had
located in a position where he could see better
tracks. In the immediate foreground, was no place for
two planes. A space was occupied by a huge
Parker helicopter identified as Mil Mi-6,
used to transport cargo. Next to it,
perched on a moving platform, a mechanic

land wearing blue overalls was

repairing any damage using a flashlight in your
shopping tools to help in their work. The
space next door was empty and two technical
Soviets stood beside the ladder
phone, awaiting the arrival of special aircraft
Moscow.
That had been over half an hour.
Now, as dawn was, Parker was able
see the night lights went out. Space
vacuum, for the second apparatus, had not yet been
busy.
Parker lit his pipe and began to shift the burden
your body from one to the leg, trying to
to manage fatigue he experienced as
following sleep deprivation. Once again, analyzed
the reasons that led him to move there.
Vera knew that was coming from one moment to
another to
Moscow to receive the plane he was traveling Alex
Razin.
Parker could not imagine how she was going to
power away from the president at that hour. But
Nora then remembered what he had said. Vera had
sleeping alone tonight in another bedroom. It would
difficult to leave.
For Parker, the question that demanded a response and
had prompted him to move there was simple:
Razin would "only with the package containing the
photographs of the body or come with Billie Billie

safely? Of course, Vera could not keep

aware of this second possibility. His only
purpose would be to see photos and make sure
Billie was gone and that she was safe
and was the only first lady. Second, his
would also be the purpose of making Razin
exceeded immigration control and could stay
in London where she could change her situation,
from being an undesirable alien to a visitor
accepted. Naturally, she would be able to
get it. His next step was to visit in
Prime Minister Kirechenko secret in order to
reveal what he knew about the president's plans
Bradford in connection with the summit.
Distracted by these thoughts, not Parker
had noticed the arrival and landing of an aircraft
Soviet, but now could see the plane, with its four
turboprop single-shaft, the red stripe along the
fuselage and the red star on his plane drift back.
He watched her begin to gradually reduce
velocity on the concrete runway. Has
be it, he said, the expected device that would
solve the riddle of the Billie Bradford destination.
He had turned to look towards the entrance of the
terminal, wondering when would Vera, when
saw quickly cross the threshold. Lucia on known
whole beige mink, whose neck covered
much of her famous face. A sleek and slim

subject took her arm and after a few seconds,

Parker could recognize. It was Fred Willis, the
chief of protocol, American traitor.
Willis Vera had stopped while they
said something quietly to immigration officials
British. They had looked at Vera and had
inclined to defer to her. Willis departed from its
side and left the terminal, heading for what
Austin seemed to be a parked at the curb. Vera
went on down the departure lounge.
While still with his eyes, saw Parker
otherwise on the corner of your eye. The newly landed
Soviet apparatus was coming slowly
empty space beside the helicopter. Two
Mechanical started coming with the ladder
Mobile.
Keeping face a moment, Parker's eyes
went back to Vera. This had fallen
Lightly coat collar and mink was
with a smile to the two guards Soviet
stood beside the door. Both
bowed their heads respectfully. Vera came to
landing field.
The huge Soviet machine had stopped. The
engineers were putting the ladder against the
fuselage. Vera stood at the foot of the ladder. At the
opening of
the door of the unit, started up
hastily.

Parker held his breath, wondering what was going to

happen next.
During the past forty-five
minutes the mechanic perched on the ground
platform attached to the helicopter had been
maintained
back to the picture window of the terminal and the
apparatus that had stopped in the space of the
side. He had witnessed the arrival of equipment
transport, while being aware of its presence. No
was seen approaching the ladder. It had not been
witnessed the arrival of Vera Vavilova and neither had
seen disappear into the device.
He had seen as much as possible because they wanted
someone saw him ... and later she could describe.
Now two passengers were expected to drop from
apparatus of a sudden, turned Baginov
face for the first time. Rubbing the face width
a dirty hand, he saw a man of high
stature beside the picture window of the terminal and
Soviets the two guards by the door located
output. Turning a bit more, saw the two
mechanics who had placed the ramp and other
Soviet workers who had gathered some
to look beyond the device.
Lowering the platform discreetly left the
flashlight in shopping tools and began to

push the cart away from the helicopter. It

found on the side of the newcomer should not
Antonov. I knew it would be and ready.
Pushing the cart to a crawl towards the
Antonov earlier, moved toward the shed
Repair, attached to the terminal.
Passing under the nose of the huge apparatus Baginov
looked up. The ladder was visible mobile
from bottom to top. He saw that the door of the
apparatus was wide open. No one went through
the same and did not see anyone inside.
Perfect, he told Baginov, timing was perfect.
He kept pushing forward. Halfway
between the foot of the stairs and shed
repairs, stopped the cart. He leaned
indifferently about it, looking for a
small box. He opened the box top and rubbed
the palm of his right hand against Mono
dry it.
Then she stood facing the ladder with his eyes
nailed to the door.
And waited.
Vavilova Vera had crossed the door breathless
tract, had returned and had hastened to
enter the void inside, waiting to be received by
Alex Razin. Upon reaching the passenger section, had
remained motionless, gripped by uncertainty. Alex was
not
there. You could not see any crew member. The
section was empty.
At that moment, she heard footsteps and turned
return. Alex Razin, who had opened the door and
had been partially hidden behind the
itself, was approaching her. Seeing him, Vera was
noted
knees like jelly. It seemed that they had
centuries elapsed since he had seen Alex for
last time, but here he was so handsome, so virile, so
reassuring ... but, interestingly, as
surprisingly grim.
Extending his arms, ran toward him.
- Oh, Alex!
He embraced her and she hugged him tightly. Would
mourn desired relief.
-V was, "he whispered, I love you.
His lips pressed together as she stood
hugging him. But Vera realized very soon that
Razin's hand was on his shoulder and
that he was trying to withdraw.
He let go and stepped back, stunned.
-Vera, there's something ... "Began to tell him.
"Alex," she said, interrupting him, you're here and
you're safe. Everything will be fine. You'll stay. I've
organizers paused. Photographs. Do
you? I need to see them before ...
"No photographs, no he said in emphatic tone.
There is another thing.
Razin was half turned and beckoned to someone who

was waiting in the back of the

apparatus.
Since the unlit section of the plane, someone
was emerging, someone was approaching.
It was approaching a woman. "
Vera opened her eyes, gasped and gave
inadvertently strangled cry
disbelief.
The woman before him and was looking
Billie was Bradford.
Vera stared at him. I was watching
his own hair, eyes, nose, chin, her breasts
and even his own fur coat. For a
fleeting seconds, believed to be contemplating his own
reflection in a mirror at any height. Vera was
looking at Vera. But no ... Billie was watching
Bradford in the flesh, then sought to recover
the trial, realizing that this woman had the
true as she was only a copy.
He understood then the consequences of that
terrible game. Terrified, he looked anxiously at Alex.
He had come between the two.
"And you know what all of each other," said
quickly.
Vera, chilled to the marrow, began to tremble.
"Alex, I ... I do not understand ...
"I had to do," Alex said. No further
remedy. I've done for you, for us, you can

believe me.
Vera's panic mingled with his anger.
- No, stupid! It could do without
need of it. But now ... I have destroyed ...
You betrayed our people ... I've ruined
all.
- Enough! Razin cried, seizing by Vera
shoulders. It had to do so. We are
murderers.
"You've killed me," Vera said dully.
Billie Bradford spoke for the first time.
-Will you be safe, Vera, I promise. Not
reproach anything to Alex. He is a man of conscience.
No
wanted to see me die and not want to lose you. A
Despite what I have, I owe my life to Alex. A
Instead, I will help you both. Already we have it all
organized ...
Vera began to realize that he was losing
temper.
-N o. .. no, no, no ... nothing can help us.
Billie quickly approached Vera, seizing her by the
arm.
-T iene you my word, Vera, I can help and what
I will. In my capacity as first lady ...
-L to First Lady Vera repeated horrified to
while shaking his head.
-H and suffered, I survived, "Billie.Now I hope to get
back those years of real living that life owes me.
you are suffering ... but survive.

Vera was mesmerized and could not get away

Billie's eyes, trying to understand warranties
that it was offering. During the
long seconds that followed, Vera tried to retrieve
calm and more objectively to consider that
woman who was his spitting image. Understanding that
had done to this woman, the consciousness of his
own fall from a position of power to his sudden
distress, which slowly made feel
negligible.
And o. .. sorry, "he muttered," sorry
deeply what you have done ...
"I know what you have to make," Billie,
interrupted. The pardon. Alex has had to
do what you done today ... for you ... and me.
Everything
fix.
- Will it be fixed?
"Now it is starting to get ready," said
Billie. Another thing. If I can be objective in my
capacity
its severest critic ... "Billie smiled a slight
I must tell you that smile you have given the best
performance ever offered by an actor in the
history.
Mixture of hostility and fear that dominated
Vera began to wane, leading them to feel
respect for that woman.
Billie was heading back to her.
"Now I have to play another role-Billie

He paused. Because what happened was

to be so, let me add something that perhaps seems
weird. Thanks for having cheated on my spouse ... and
for having care and have lived up to my
image so that I can resume my life
from today. Y. .. Alex gracias por ... and its
fundamental honesty.
-B ueno Razin said, "now we have to
get going. We have many things to do.
He stood between them, taking them to arm
two.
-Ow we are going to deplaning.To avoid
rumors and gossip, you are going to lift
collars of their coats so they do not see them face.
We'll quickly. Do you have a car, Vera?
Vera nodded. Willis would be at the wheel, waiting for.
I could not know that there are two women. But taking
in the circumstances, would not dare talk about it.
-P or the road, Billie will take place again.
Now come on. Who here wants to go out first?
Guy Parker was standing rigidly
to the picture window, staring at the
open door of the Soviet apparatus and part
top of the ladder. Nobody had not yet risen.
Parker gasped and stared.
He knew the numbers and knew what was going to
mean the
overall.
If emerged only a first lady, it would
to be Vera and would mean that Billie was dead and
the Soviets had beaten.
If the first two ladies emerged, it would mean
Billie was alive and that the Soviets had suffered
defeat.
Parker's eyes remained fixed on the door
open.
Suddenly appeared framed in the door
open the device with a beautiful woman clad in a
mink coat with his face partially hidden by the
neck of it. He began to lose gracefully the
steps, clutching the railing. Seconds later, a
swarthy, broad-shouldered, dressed in
a leather jacket, appeared at the door and
began to descend the ladder. Razin was the distant
Parker collaborator.
Parker kept his eyes on the door
open, awaiting the appearance of another person.
He realized that his heart was beating each
time stronger and faster.
A little distance from the foot of the ladder mobile
Baginov pretended to be busy with your shopping
tools without taking her eyes off the ladder. The
Baginov eyes locked on the woman
decline, followed closely by Soviet agent Razin.
Baginov watched his foot stepped on the last

step, with Razin heels. A foot

left the metal step and then by another.
By touching the ground, she stopped to wait for
Razin.
Without losing sight of the hand is Baginov
spread to the cart, entered the open box
and grabbed the pump light metal fragmentation. The
foil containing deadly gelignite.
While rapidly approaching the roadside bomb,
Baginov recalled the first time I had seen test
in a firing range located twenty miles
Moscow. The Red Army used a prisoner
Czech politician. The bomb had exploded at his feet
and, at
dust dissipated, Czech gone. The
larger piece that was left of him had been
a piece of skin of two inches.
Baginov saw the woman's mink coat and
Razin named man began to walk away from
of the portable ladder.
Now, he said.
His thumb pressed the ignition device
automatically. Eight seconds to detonate. Raised
pump over his shoulder, back and spread
arm, throwing in an arc toward the couple.
While the pump away from his fingers and he kept his
course, mentally counting the seconds, captured
a movement in the wicket into the top of the
ladder. Other women were emerging from the
apparatus,

preparing to step on the ladder platform. By

what he could see, was identical to the woman who had
already
stepped on the floor ... the same hair, same eyes, the
same mink coat. For a tiny instant,
remained motionless and bewildered because of the
confusion.
Mentally I had counted six seconds. Dio
instinctively turned and plunged into the ground beside
the cart.
Seven ... eight ... gelignite and exploded in the air with
a
deafening roar.
The ground shook beneath him, dust him
asphyxiation, and the remains of the wreckage rained
down over him.
With ears whistling and momentarily blind
Baginov got up from his knees and began to
crawl ever faster towards the expected
escape route, ie the repair shed.
He came to the old door, pushed her inside and began
to crawl inside. But before
disappear, he wanted to make sure that it had reached
success.
He looked over his shoulder, trying to traverse
the dense smoke screen black-gray. Something was
burning. She could see the belly damaged the
equipment,
a void in the place previously occupied by the
woman ladder and stuck up on one side of the
door. When the smoke rise and disappear in the
where they had previously been found
lady's mink coat and Razin ... was no one, not

was nothing. The couple had broken up by

complete, erased from the face of the earth.
Baginov had seen all he needed to see. It
gave himself a grim smile of congratulations.
But the smile soon disappeared. The Other Woman.
No part of the plan. He sensed that something had
failed. He had carried out its work with all
accuracy. But something went wrong.
He stopped crawling, stood inside the
dark barn and went stumbling toward
output that would lead him to safety.
Guy Parker lay dazed and bloodied on the
floor of the terminal.
The terrible explosion had completely destroyed
the window next to where he was. The strength of
had detonated on his back. Blood
oozing from a wound in the neck and cheek
right caused by flying glass from the window.
She sat up groggily, trying to recover
the meaning and understanding what he saw.
The first thing I remembered was that, prior to
the explosion, he saw two women. There was a woman
at the foot of the ladder and other emerging mobile of
the
door of the apparatus, at least at first sight
both looked the same. This meant that he had Razin
Billie managed to save and run away with her in
Moscow. It

Billie and also meant that Vera had

faced each other inside the machine,
before leaving.
Rising to one knee, Parker took a
quick look at the terminal. The two Russian guards
beside the exit door were still
on the ground, laying one hand and the other sitting. In
entry, two British immigration officials
had left their posts and one of them had
directed toward the field, while the other was
approaching a
phone. Further, Fred Willis had left the
vehicle was parked and ran toward the entrance of
the terminal.
With an effort, Parker managed to get up.
Moved forward, staggering. He shook
legs, but managed to stand. He tried to
forward. He could walk. He turned to the
shattered window. He saw a big hole. It
came to it, hesitated, then passed through the
same, stepping on the cement floor of the field
aviation.
She stopped and tried to put the pieces of that
disaster. On one side, several soil mechanics
Soviets were wandering, prey
start. Near them, a stunned Soviet
wearing a military uniform was contemplating
the twisted pieces of metal from the mobile ladder
scattered everywhere. An immigration officer
Britain had just appeared out of breath at the door
exit, crying out in English that had to locate
the murderer.
Ignoring all, Parker had no eyes only
for one thing. Through the smoke that was rising
the crater produced by the bomb, looked at the
damaged
the plane, focusing on the door.
A woman and he recognized her. The First Lady
had survived and I was trying to rise and
back inside the aircraft. The woman looked at the
empty space that opened at his feet and the remains of
the
ladder scattered across the floor. During
those fleeting seconds, Parker could make
perfectly other human figures, two people,
three members of the crew of the Soviet apparatus
behind her.
The first lady, "Parker said with relief, was
alive and had suffered no damage.
I knew I had to act. Someone had to
help her. Her handkerchief to her mouth and nose,
Parker ducked and ran through the smoke,
avoiding the huge crater and trying to ignore some
small remnants of charred mink and a
creepy piece of human ear.
Emerged coughing from the smoke plume and moved
stumbled on the concrete floor to be
located directly below the door of the appliance
in which he was the first lady.

He beckoned to Billie with his hand to draw your

attention.
- Here, Billie!he cried. I! She heard him and moved
head. Parker extended his arms toward her.
- Come on, drop!It's not very tall! Crew
the help! Arrjese! I will pick it up!
Without a word, she turned and held out his hands to
two of the crew. They were placed on both sides
hers, holding each one hand while
grabbed both sides of the door. She sat
on the edge with his legs dangling. Slid
front and left out while they held it
strongly. The decreased gradually, and for a
seconds, was hanging in space.
Extending his hands, brushed her Parker could
ankles.
- Loosen! He cried.
She came off, plummeting, and Parker grabbed her,
her arms around the bottom of the coat
mink. The impact made him stagger and threw toward
back until she lost her balance and fell on the floor
cement, with the body above the first lady
own.
Were piled up while he shook his
head and began to withdraw. He got out and,
rising, helped to his feet.
- You okay? She asked.
She nodded.

Heard in the distance the whistle of a siren and then

another and another.
"T iene get out of here," he said, taking her
hand.
He left her quickly, dodging the smoke
and running toward what remained of the shattered
window. When he reached the hole, he said interior
the building. She went through the wreckage of the
crystal. The
followed, pointing to the entry.
At that time, he saw someone in the middle of the
room, making frantic signals to the first
lady. It was Fred Willis.
- Mrs. Bradford! Cried Willis said.Hurry! She
pulled away and ran toward Willis.
Parker Willis saw her approaching, he observed that
the head
protocol took her arm and saw both
running toward the gate. A point of going outside, she
is half turned and gave sign thank Parker.
Parker stood in the doorway, his eyes
stuck in the car that was moving away.
At that moment, she remembered something that had
almost
Forgot. There were two.
Now there was only one.
- What! Roared the Prime Minister Dmitri
Kirechenko, jumping up from his chair and
approaching the agent Baginov KGB. You say

he had two ... two? And that was the same?

Baginov nervously retreated a few steps toward
the center of the room of the suite of the Dorchester,
nodding
head.
"Yes," l and said the prime minister barely able
speak. Then, turning to General Vladimir
Chukovsky which was standing next to the first
Minister Baginov added: "There were two. One on the
ground.
Another up, preparing to leave the aircraft.
- What were equal? Asked the prime minister.
A sa-identical twins, "said Baginov.
- Are you sure?
"I ... I could only glance at the second,
but ... Yes, comrade Kirechenko, sure.
The prime minister froze Kirechenko,
harshly nailing his steely blue eyes in the
KGB agent.
-P ermtame one thing clear, "the first
Minister. Did you fly to the first lady, the
I was on the floor?
"And the man beside her.
"Razin," muttered the Prime Minister. In good
time we got rid of him. But you cleared the
first lady entirely?
"T otal.These bombs shattered into thousands
pieces to people. What remains can not be
identify.
"And during all this, did you appear

another woman at the top of the ladder?

-S ince then.
"Another lady. Do you recognize?
"Yes, sir. It was exactly like the one below,
that the first lady.
"T he two were the same ... "Two first ladies?
Baginov vigorously nodded.
-M uy, "said the prime minister Kirechenko,
deeply furrowing his brow. What happened to
from above? "He jumped well apart?
"No Baginov answered firmly.I could only
view briefly before fleeing. The blast knocked
sideways and backwards. But it was killed. The
that was on the ground died. The airplane experienced.
It seemed as if Prime Minister reflect
about all this and, to speak, it was like talking
inwardly.
"So Vera, the very witch, boarded the plane
-D ijo.She and Bradford were. Now one has
disappeared and one has survived, "he advanced a
step towards Baginov and pushed with a finger
agent's chest. Baginov, think carefully. What
of them died? "Gasped. Which of
them alive?
-No I know, buddy, "she hastened to answer
Baginov. I do not know at all. I fulfilled orders,
sir. Delete the first lady. I saw her. The deleted it. And
then, to my astonishment, I saw her. It was absurd.
"No worry said the prime minister, launching
a profound sigh. Thanks for having carried out
the mission. Now you can retire.
He waited until the KGB was gone. A
Once the door closed, he turned slowly and
went to the chair opposite the desk,
absently accommodating therein.
He sat motionless, looking face
blank on the other side of the room. After
more than a minute, he turned to look at general
Chukovsky.
"So," the premier said, "what do you think of
that all about?
-A s is natural, not like.
"We may have killed his," said the
Prime Minister meditative tone. But perhaps
we killed our own.
-C inmate, but we're going to find very
soon, "said Chukovsky general, nodding. Available
our Vera has died, the first lady
will come to visit. However, if Billie is dead
Vera will appear and all will be resolved
satisfactorily.
The prime minister stood and began to surround the
nearby table, lost in thought. He stopped
before the general. He shook his head.
-N or, generally, you're wrong.No one appears.
Available
our Vera has died, will not appear. If Billie

Vera has been killed and survived, does not

appear. Now less than ever. For now
has no need to. Now is the first
lady ... we can not prove that it is not. And
we dare not approach it because it is
may be true, it might be Billie
Bradford.
The prime minister approached the table, looked
the bowl of fruit and chose a green apple.
- Who the hell told Vera to climb to
board the plane? He asked himself as
apple wiped his hands together. That is what we
has broken.
Studied the block and gave a loud bite.
He began to chew and said with a shrug:
"T here is one American said.You win something,
lose something. This time we lost. We'll never know if
Americans are taking a lantern
Boende relation. We can not run the risk of
test them. We have to walk on safe and
wait for another occasion. For now, have to give
and accept the non-aggression pact proposed by the
United States. Before the world, we offer
the image of peace-loving. Someday
within ten or twenty years, within half a century, is
may be another chance and that there
Vera another even better. But not now. Thanks to Vera,
We lost, walked to the desk.

I'll call the president, I will say that we have reached a

decision and request an emergency meeting this
afternoon
in its embassy.
She placed the apple in the ashtray and hit the button
phone.
"M and wonder who will sleep tonight with
president said.
The next day, Air Force One was
flying over the Atlantic toward the base of the
Andrews Air Force and the City of
Washington.
Judson Parker and Nora were sitting in
reclining seats of their section to
team of collaborators, sharing the reading of the
front page of the London Telegraph.
The owner of the largest held fruitful
outcome of the Summit, the non-aggression treaty,
peace
in Africa and a new age of detente between the
United States and the Soviet Union. A headline over
little concerned that some mysterious deaths
had taken place at the airfield
Westridge at an unknown murderer right
had thrown a bomb, killing one
Russian flight attendant and the Russian pilot of a
military
Soviet who had just arrived from Moscow.
In the end, Parker left the paper to one side and

Nora looked at the commotion which had originated

something beyond. Inside the device reigned
atmosphere of joy and celebration. The president and
the
first lady had left her suite to deliver
with his team for the victory. President
Bradford, smiling with a glass in hand and arm
about the waist of the smiling first lady
was talking animatedly with members
team of collaborators from the White House. The
President, excited by his triumph, he was sure
I was going to be reelected.
The first lady, looking around, found
Parker and Nora. Separating the president with his
glass of whiskey in hand, walked down the aisle
toward them.
H ere are-you, "he said, moving closer.
I wanted to thank you for everything.
Parker started to rise, but the first
lady strongly supported a hand on her shoulder
stop them.
"And I want to propose a toast," added the
first lady, raising her glass.
Nora Parker and his family up to
reciprocate.
P-or the success of the Summit, "said Parker.
"Therefore, indeed," said the first lady.
But in reality, the toast is for you two, if
true what I heard. I understand you have

the purpose of marriage.

Nora nodded, forcing a broad smile.
It Billie. Thank you very much. She intended to
tell when things calm down a little.
"No could happen to two people
nice that you said the first lady, taking
a sip of her drink. My best wish
is you who are as happy as Andrew and I have
been during these past years.
-N or we might wish it otherwise, "said Parker.
"Hey, do not go to her pregnant right away,
Guy said the first lady in mock tone
rebuke. I need to Nora for our second
term. And you'll also need. In
any case, congratulations and best wishes.
After that, the first lady left to meet
again with the president and his group of collaborators.
Parker's smile followed. After a while the
eyes again rested it in the paper that
beside him. He began leafing thoughtfully,
reading again the headlines on
the mysterious murders of airfield
Westridge. When finished, looked at Nora and she saw
it was
was looking at him.
- Well? "She said.
Parker's smile was gone.
"There must be some way to find out.
- How? Asked Nora. Last night we were
considering all possibilities. Nothing could
serve. Your gynecologist is vegetating in a hospital.
His dog was accidentally hit California
by an automobile a week ago. You said Vera
had some revealing scars from cosmetic surgery. I
I said that Billie had also been subjected to
cosmetic surgery, his big secret. By
Therefore, we can not go anywhere unless
you learn something in the course of the
related research his autobiography.
Udo-D that allows me to discover something.
- What do we do then? Do you think
once we find out?
Oy-V to tell you what I really said
Parker. I think anyone ever find out achieved
truth. Neither the president. Not the country. Nobody
in the whole
world. Only one person knows it-he
pause. She.