Chapter Nineteen
The three officers made an arresting sight striding through the airport, the shorter man in front, his two Captains to the rear. They marched to the arrival gate on black, knee-high jack boots, ignored the sign that stated the area was restricted, and moved toward the gate where the Lufthansa Airliner was winding down. The three men stood to one side and waited for the passengers to disembark.
General Chenkov struggled to remember what he was going to say to her, even though he had been rehearsing his lines for two days: “Debbie, my Sweetie... I am about to make you the most famous woman in all of Europe, maybe in the whole of the civilized world. Certainly you will be the most envied woman in America... ” That was it? No. He had decided to start off with something more
