Monday, 11th October 2008
The Pentagon, WashingtonColonel Dan Schwartz sat behind his desk and beckoned General Andrei Karpurov to take the seat opposite him while he continued speaking on the phone. It was approaching midnight at the Pentagon but for Commander Tremett on the other end of the line in London, it was the early hours of the morning.
“We’re doing all we can to focus our satellite cameras, but the weather’s not helping... And before you say it, Mark, no there isn’t anything I can do about the weather!” Schwartz grunted with irritation.
He and Commander Mark Tremett went back many years. They had worked on several joint CIA/MI6 initiatives in the past. His tone softened as he watched the Russian General taking a seat opposite him.
“Mark, I’m putting you on the speaker. I’ve
