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unaccounted-for Karganov, a good night’s rest is going to be a little elusive. Am I correct?”
    Stavropol said nothing.
    “That’s what I thought,” said Popov. “I want half of my money up front and the other—”
    “No. I will give you ten thousand dollars in advance, the rest upon successful delivery of the package.”
    “Now who’s being greedy?”
    “Twenty thousand in advance then, and you cover your own expenses,” answered Stavropol.
    “Seventy-five thousand, plus expenses, or I take the police to the lake where the dead generals’ cars were mysteriously submerged.”
    There was a very long pause before Stavropol responded, “Fine, you have a deal. But, Milesch?”
    “Yes?”
    “When this is all over, you’d better disappear somewhere far, far away.”
    And with that, the line went dead.

Chapter 7
    AIDATA ISLAND, GULF OF FINLAND
    F rom Stockholm, Frank Leighton had taken the overnight ferry to Helsinki. Though he could well afford a first-class cabin with his credit card, he elected to take a lower-profile cabin in second class instead. This was no pleasure cruise and the less conspicuous, the better.
    The city of Kotka, Finland, had the largest shipping port in the entire country. It was located approximately one hundred kilometers east of Helsinki along the coast of the Gulf of Finland, facing the Baltic Sea. Kotkansaari Island formed the heart of the city and Leighton knew it well. He knew its bars, its brothels and every place that down-on-their-luck men would congregate.
    The rusted trawler and battered dinghy were owned by a struggling fisherman from the nearby coastal village of Björnvik, and was named the Rebecca . With the sizable amount of American money Leighton had unearthed outside of Helsinki the day before, he was able to convince the weathered sea captain to part with his aging vessel and sail into early retirement.
    The old man wasn’t stupid. This was the chance of a lifetime, the answer to all of his prayers. The fishing had been getting steadily worse in the Baltic, forcing the fishermen to engage in dangerous and illegal forays into neighboring territorial waters, not only to poach fish, but for smuggling as well. Though the old man had never engaged in any illegal activity before in his life, he was definitely not getting any younger. The Rebecca wasn’t getting any younger either.
    With the transaction complete, the captain handed over the keys to the Rebecca and cut his crew loose. When Leighton mentioned that Spain was very nice this time of year, the old man was smart enough to respond that he had always wanted to see the place and would be booking a flight right away.
     
    It had taken Leighton the better part of the morning and into the afternoon to purchase the supplies he needed. When the small island came into view, the sun was already beginning to set.
    The Gulf of Finland was dotted with numerous small, uninhabited islands. Aidata Island, Finnish for barrier , was aptly named as it was surrounded by jagged rocks and unforgiving sandbars, making it virtually impossible to get to by boat. Leighton coaxed the trawler through a narrow channel on the far side of the island. The passage gave way into a tiny inlet, invisible from the open sea, which was just large enough to moor the Rebecca .
    The rocky, windswept island was completely deserted. Even the sea birds seemed to avoid it. Its stark terrain was punctuated only by small scrub trees and sickly patches of grass.
    After drawing the dinghy alongside the trawler, he loaded his supplies and once again checked the Rebecca ’s winch. The last thing he needed was for it to snap or become damaged when he returned with his precious cargo. Satisfied that all was in order, he climbed down the rope ladder into the tiny rowboat and rowed himself to shore.

Chapter 8
    ALEXANDRIA, VIRGINIA
    A re you sure this is a good idea?” asked Meg as she watched Scot getting ready. “If they told you to stay out of it, maybe that’s