The words almost made Godot, who was under so much pressure, cry.
At the age of 40, he had witnessed the rise and prosperity of the Soviet Union, as well as its decline, and he might even witness its death. This man carried too much on his shoulders.
"Davarish."
Mikhail Sergeyevich Gordo softly uttered the word. How long had it been since he'd heard it?
"The money will be in your account soon, but I've heard that the KGB is one of the four major intelligence agencies. I want to see it for myself. Is that possible?"
Augustin Preshowitch passed over a piece of paper. "Call the names on this list. I hope to hear news of their deaths."
Godot looked at it curiously, and his pupils suddenly constricted.
In the naval waters of Mexico.
The USS Arleigh Burke destroyer of the United States was sailing.
