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Imyets can deny his involvement.”
    Katya had been sitting in silence and starring at the two Militia officers. She was one to hold a grudge and whilst Snow had been wondering if his interrogation technique had been too much she had told him it had been too little. Brovchenko had of course been the weaker of the two officers but that pig Klyuyevs had deserved to be drowned. She looked across at Blazhevich, a man who she had not met before but who seemed to be very friendly with Snow and asked. “When do we go and get Brian?”
    “I shall have to ask my Director but there are two possible scenarios that come to mind. The first is that we get a warrant to search the address – but this will tip off Imyets the second is that we wait until Vickers has gone through his official channels. This is of course on the provision that Mr Webb is not released.”
    “What about the third option?”
    Blazhevich fixed Snow with a hard stare. “I know that it hasn’t stopped you before, but you are not here in an official capacity remember? We have an on-going investigation which we must not jeopardise.”
    “So,” Katya asked again, “when do we go and get Brian.”
     
    ***
    Snow sipped his coffee as Katya moved around the kitchen making breakfast. In the night an SBU team had arrived to take the Laurel and Hardy into custody. Snow and Katya had been left alone. They had shared the same bed but she had not made any more advances towards him and he was glad that his resolve had not been tested further. She was a beautiful woman, doubtless a great mother and propositions aside a good wife. Inside he felt a pang of jealousy for the normal life that he couldn’t have.
    “Are you starring at my bum?”
    Snow was. “Yes but I was thinking about something else.”
    “Charming.   Here’s your omelette.”
    “Thanks.” He waited for her to sit and then ate in silence before speaking again. “Look, I know what Vitaly said about his department’s investigation but the longer Brian is held the higher the risk is that he may get hurt.”
    “I agree.”
    “So I’m going to check out the house myself.”
    “Aidan you are not Rambo and besides didn’t Vitaly say they had an observation post set up nearby?”
    “Katya, I can’t just sit here and do nothing. Vitaly is good at his job, his boss Director Dudka is a legend but the SBU is a state apparatus and as such by definition ponderous and prone to leaks.”
    There was a silence as Snow ate. Katya broke it. “Aidan you really are a good friend. I feel bad that Brian and I weren’t here for you when your friend Arnaud was killed.”
    Snow shrugged. “Thanks, but you were both in Odessa at the time, trying to make a go of it.”
    “And look where it got us four years later.”
    “I still think it’s a nice flat.”
    “I still think you are at times too English.”
    The bell at the front door chirped.  
    “That’ll be Vitaly.” Snow answered the door and Blazhevich entered.
    “So I’ve spoken to Dudka.”
    “How is he?”
    “Even though you are the reason I had to get him out of bed, he is happy you are not yet dead Aidan. He asks that you call Vickers and tell him to hold off with his ‘complaint’. He says that we must preserve the investigation until we have 100% positive proof that Brian Webb is at the house. And then he says we can by all means ‘storm the place’.”
    “That sounds like Dudka.”
    Katya glanced at Snow then at Blazhevich. “So can’t you just take a photograph of Brian through a window?”
    “Yes, if he is near or passes by a window.”
    “Oh.” She frowned.
    “So apart from ‘eyes on’ I’m at a loss.”
    “Get me inside.”
    “How?”
    “You said it was Deputy Imyets new ‘dacha’?”
    “Yes.”
    “Well is it new or did someone live there before?”
    “I’ll find out.”
    “Good. If there was a previous owner then I become their ‘drunken’ ex-pat friend who’s come over for a drink.”
    Blazhevich looked at Snow with