CHAPTER 23
The hour was close to midnight when an 8 cylinder silver BMW limo drew up outside a majestic home in the upper woodlands of the Taunus hills, north of Frankfurt. A curvaceous young woman got out on the passenger side.
Nice bird, the technician thought to himself as he made some adjustments on the control panel of the MSS workstation, known in office jargon as "Spy Lab".The bloke certainly knows how to pick 'em, he murmured. Every time this guy returned to the house, he brought a woman with him. A different one each time. This one was the fifth in the two weeks he'd had night duty. How wonderful to be rich!
As the BMW stopped, night-vision cameras in the mobile satellite surveillance system honed in on the change in movement and heat readings and began taking pictures and send
