MotherSo Igor went and had a meeting with American middle ranking officers of the intelligence community, swapping stories of tactics used, radar station locations, response times, and who the hell knew who this Mother was?
MotherIgor played his ace. “I do,” he said.
With lecherous ears, Rudi Mercer listened carefully to all Igor told him about Tanya. “How do you know all this?” Rudi asked.
“We know because, in 1956, Paulo Sergeyovitch Korovin left her in England to spy for the Russians. She somehow came here and is now on your Strategic Studies Group, thank God. That cowboy Ronnie of yours almost tipped the balance. He had them going for a while, you know. According to our reports, they were really spooked,” Igor told the all attentive Rudi.
Rudi had never wanted to liaise with the Br
