“YOUR MESSAGE HAS BEEN delivered,” Taras confirmed as he entered Valeri’s office and sat down opposite him at his desk. “As to his acceptance, we must wait and see.”
Valeri nodded and leaned back in his chair. “Good. Did our Shestyorka make their meaning of my invitation clear?”
“Of that I’m certain. I believe your offer is of extreme interest to Mr. Borovski. I’m sure he will agree to your terms.”
Valeri inhaled tightly. As much as he enjoyed Sophie’s company, there remained unfinished business. The recently appointed Minister of Industry and Trade, Marat Borovski, had yet to be taught a lesson in ‘diplomacy’. Valeri’s Shestyorka intelligence unit had dispatched the formal message to the Minister, inviting Borovski to turn a blind eye the operations of the Bratva, as all his predecesso
