I was playing back the tape recordings from the British Embassy gardens to Fraser, whose mood had not changed since hearing of Dickie"s compliance in sacrificing Jana Kava for the real reason of keeping Anna Kudashov"s murder by her husband a secret. He was listening, but I suspected his mind was working on the possible reasons for Dickie to protect Kudashov. Fraser was renowned for being impatient and I had no wish to keep him waiting too long, so I fast-forwarded to parts I thought might interest him more. When I found what I wanted, I pressed the play button again.
“The head of your secret intelligence service, a Mr Blythe-Smith, and I met in Berlin when only a few bricks of the wall remained to be taken down. We had cross-messaged each other twice in the past, but this was our first f
