Roman
I look blankly at Maxim, who is standing in front of my desk with his arms crossed at his chest, wondering where he’s getting his stupid ideas from all of a sudden.
“No,” I say.
“Why not? It’s a perfect opportunity. She can say she just got lost or she’s exploring the house.”
“Because one, she probably never saw a listening device in her life and wouldn’t know how or where to place it. And two, no one will believe that she just wandered into Leonid’s room or his office by accident. We don’t know who else is involved. Could be someone from the staff or one of the security guys. I don’t want her tipping off Leonid or his partner sooner than intended.”
“You’re sure it was Leonid?”
“Very.”
“Let’s just bag him right away then. Get Mikhail to work on him. He’ll be singing like a bir
