CHAPTER TEN
10:15 p.m. Eastern Daylight Time
Georgetown
Washington, DC
It was getting late. Nearly time for bed.
That’s when the telephone rang.
Lawrence Keller sat in the living room of his Georgetown brownstone, sipping a cup of hot hibiscus tea. CNN was on the TV, with the sound muted. They were covering the Russia crisis nonstop. All Russia, all the time.
Keller sighed. He was fifty-two years old, and had been a long distance runner his entire adult life. Recently, his doctor had told him his blood pressure had crept up into the hypertension range.
What did the man expect? After the past couple of months he’d had, anybody’s blood pressure would be up. Unlike most people, however, Keller had resolved to do something about it. Something besides going on medication. It wasn’t like
