Flight of the Raven
“the uniformed guard at the checkpoint greeted him.The Raven’s only acknowledgment was a curt nod. In the Soviet chain of command, dour demeanor was the rule when dealing with underlings. And if there had been any tendency to relax, everything had tightened up like a shoe factory struggling to meet a suddenly doubled quota when Bogolubov had appeared on the scene.After signing the log, the Raven waited until the guard clicked the lock on the heavy door. Once he had stepped inside, it closed behi...nd him with the sound of steel meeting steel. It had often crossed his mind that if someone happened to drop a nuclear bomb on Madrid, this would be the safest place in the city. But with the guard outside dead, there wouldn’t be any way to get out again.The room was filled with half a dozen noisy Teletype machines spewing out pages of Cyrillic text. Five of them monitored sensitive but ordinary diplomatic communications. But one machine was for top-secret material. It was a newer Western-made model that had been on the U.S.MoreLess
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