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June 10 2015, 0400
Tomsk Airport
Tomsk Airport
Tomsk Oblast, Russia
Dean walked out of the gate area and headed to
the bag-
gage claim area to gather up the one piece of luggage that
he brought. As he stood there waiting for his bag, Yuri
walked up to him.
gage claim area to gather up the one piece of luggage that
he brought. As he stood there waiting for his bag, Yuri
walked up to him.
“Dean, are you ready for this? I got you a
room at
Lucomoria Motel, room sixteen, ground floor,” said Yuri.
“Thanks, Yuri. I will not be there long. I will move out today on this, and I will contact you when the job is done.”
Yuri knew this tone with Dean. It was the tone of deter-
mination and resolve that this would be a quick job. Every time he had heard this tone, it was some of Dean’s best work—no trace, no doubt. Dean proceeded to walk outside the airport and got on the first bus heading north and out
Lucomoria Motel, room sixteen, ground floor,” said Yuri.
“Thanks, Yuri. I will not be there long. I will move out today on this, and I will contact you when the job is done.”
Yuri knew this tone with Dean. It was the tone of deter-
mination and resolve that this would be a quick job. Every time he had heard this tone, it was some of Dean’s best work—no trace, no doubt. Dean proceeded to walk outside the airport and got on the first bus heading north and out
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of the airport. He got off the bus near the
city square where
he went to the southwest side of the square and walked
ten blocks down to an alley where there were two old brick
buildings. He walked down the alley to the halfway point
of the east building and looked for a carved 19 in a brick.
When he spotted the brick, he looked up the alley to make
sure no one was paying any attention to him. He looked
on the ground for something to pry the brick out with. He
went over to the trash and found a piece of rebar lying on
the ground. He grabbed it and walked over to the brick.
Finally, he got the brick to come free. He found it, safe and
sound—his syringe in a little metal case with hypodermic
needles, a compass, and a butterfly knife. He quickly put
it in the inside pocket of his jacket. He put the brick back
where he took it.
he went to the southwest side of the square and walked
ten blocks down to an alley where there were two old brick
buildings. He walked down the alley to the halfway point
of the east building and looked for a carved 19 in a brick.
When he spotted the brick, he looked up the alley to make
sure no one was paying any attention to him. He looked
on the ground for something to pry the brick out with. He
went over to the trash and found a piece of rebar lying on
the ground. He grabbed it and walked over to the brick.
Finally, he got the brick to come free. He found it, safe and
sound—his syringe in a little metal case with hypodermic
needles, a compass, and a butterfly knife. He quickly put
it in the inside pocket of his jacket. He put the brick back
where he took it.
He never thought he would be back to get the
tools of
his trade. To him, these feelings were overwhelming. He
thought of all the things he did to get out of here thirty
years ago, which were real difficult since Tomsk-7 was a
closed-off town, totally shut off to the outside world with
factories for weapons and a nuclear power plant. He had to
forge documents, pose as KGB, jump rocks, run through
the woods, hop on planes, and get through customs and
border crossings just to be pulled back in to where he did
his last job. Dean quickly went to the bus station to get a
ticket to Pashnya, where he knew Mariska lived. Pashnya is
his trade. To him, these feelings were overwhelming. He
thought of all the things he did to get out of here thirty
years ago, which were real difficult since Tomsk-7 was a
closed-off town, totally shut off to the outside world with
factories for weapons and a nuclear power plant. He had to
forge documents, pose as KGB, jump rocks, run through
the woods, hop on planes, and get through customs and
border crossings just to be pulled back in to where he did
his last job. Dean quickly went to the bus station to get a
ticket to Pashnya, where he knew Mariska lived. Pashnya is
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a remote town in Tomsk region of Russia, which
is in the
Siberian Planes. Now that he had to go to Pashnya, it was
going to make exit a little more difficult since Tomsk is five
hours away from Pashnya. Dean thought that this Viktor
was actually pretty smart in setting this up to protect his
daughter. Putting her in such a remote place that no one
thirty years ago would have had thought of going to look
for her. He knew he wouldn’t have thought of it himself.
Siberian Planes. Now that he had to go to Pashnya, it was
going to make exit a little more difficult since Tomsk is five
hours away from Pashnya. Dean thought that this Viktor
was actually pretty smart in setting this up to protect his
daughter. Putting her in such a remote place that no one
thirty years ago would have had thought of going to look
for her. He knew he wouldn’t have thought of it himself.
Dean walked up to the counter and asked in
Russian,
“Ticket to Pashnya.” The man just looked at him and rang
up the ticket after telling him it was three hundred rubles.
Dean paid for the ticket and then went to the schedule
board where he saw that he had twenty minutes to wait
for the bus. He waited, looking around outside the bus
station and at how much Tomsk changed in thirty years.
Looking to the south, he could see the old bread kitchen
where he met Yuri and where the breadlines were for peo-
ple to get bread to eat for the day. He could even see the
south side apartments where this whole thing started with
Viktor. He looked to the east he remembered where the
Soviet Political Office used to be for the region. A lot had
changed—no more tanks and soldiers walking around
and everything being controlled by the government of the
time, with the people of the Soviet Union being listened to
through listening devices set up in the walls of their apart-
ments, lightbulbs, radios, and even their pets. People were
“Ticket to Pashnya.” The man just looked at him and rang
up the ticket after telling him it was three hundred rubles.
Dean paid for the ticket and then went to the schedule
board where he saw that he had twenty minutes to wait
for the bus. He waited, looking around outside the bus
station and at how much Tomsk changed in thirty years.
Looking to the south, he could see the old bread kitchen
where he met Yuri and where the breadlines were for peo-
ple to get bread to eat for the day. He could even see the
south side apartments where this whole thing started with
Viktor. He looked to the east he remembered where the
Soviet Political Office used to be for the region. A lot had
changed—no more tanks and soldiers walking around
and everything being controlled by the government of the
time, with the people of the Soviet Union being listened to
through listening devices set up in the walls of their apart-
ments, lightbulbs, radios, and even their pets. People were
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starving and working in the mines for the pay
of a loaf of
bread or the occasional pair of shoes. There was no contact
from the outside world and no freedom like he knew in the
United States. Everything was military and controlled.
bread or the occasional pair of shoes. There was no contact
from the outside world and no freedom like he knew in the
United States. Everything was military and controlled.
Dean saw the bus pull up to the station and
saw people getting off the bus. He went and stood in line to get on the bus. As
he entered, he saw that there were only ten people getting
on going to Pashnya, which was going to be a five-
hour trip to this remote logging town.
hour trip to this remote logging town.
Dean woke up from the little nap that he took
on his
bus trip to his target. Dean just sat there on the bus think-
ing about Viktor and setting up his death. He would do
what he had to to make Mariska’s death look the same so
it would look like a family trait. Dean sat there, proud of
himself. All his targets met their demise based on their own
routines. People’s steady habits and routines are what make
them predictable. It makes them easy to figure out, and
basing their deaths on their routines makes cause of their
deaths undetectable if done right. In the back of his mind,
he kept thinking about how Viktor’s death was almost
too easy, almost convenient, too convenient for the right
stuff to be there in his apartment back then. Dean always
thought that, which gave him the idea to make his own exit
thirty years ago and which now raised his suspicions about
this whole job. Why now after thirty years? Dean decided
not to trust anyone.
bus trip to his target. Dean just sat there on the bus think-
ing about Viktor and setting up his death. He would do
what he had to to make Mariska’s death look the same so
it would look like a family trait. Dean sat there, proud of
himself. All his targets met their demise based on their own
routines. People’s steady habits and routines are what make
them predictable. It makes them easy to figure out, and
basing their deaths on their routines makes cause of their
deaths undetectable if done right. In the back of his mind,
he kept thinking about how Viktor’s death was almost
too easy, almost convenient, too convenient for the right
stuff to be there in his apartment back then. Dean always
thought that, which gave him the idea to make his own exit
thirty years ago and which now raised his suspicions about
this whole job. Why now after thirty years? Dean decided
not to trust anyone.
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As the bus was pulling into the bus station in
Pashnya,
Dean stood up, feeling the aching in his knees, which
reminded him that he was thirty years older now. He exited
the bus and walked to the station to look at the map of
the town. He saw the Forum Hotel where Mariska was
a chef at. Dean proceeded to start walking from the bus
station to the hotel, which gave him time to get the layout
of this town. As he was walking, he saw some apartment
buildings and some old factory buildings. Dean thought
to himself that they were probably old Soviet weapons fac-
tory but now just old buildings that were abandoned and
decrypted. He came into the center of this small remote
town and saw a sign on one of the buildings that was in
Russian. It read: Pashnya Center Internet Café. Dean was
amused by this. The last time he was in Russia, they did not
have anything like that. It was all controlled by the state
and military. Then Dean turned left up the main street and
saw it—Forum Hotel.
Dean stood up, feeling the aching in his knees, which
reminded him that he was thirty years older now. He exited
the bus and walked to the station to look at the map of
the town. He saw the Forum Hotel where Mariska was
a chef at. Dean proceeded to start walking from the bus
station to the hotel, which gave him time to get the layout
of this town. As he was walking, he saw some apartment
buildings and some old factory buildings. Dean thought
to himself that they were probably old Soviet weapons fac-
tory but now just old buildings that were abandoned and
decrypted. He came into the center of this small remote
town and saw a sign on one of the buildings that was in
Russian. It read: Pashnya Center Internet Café. Dean was
amused by this. The last time he was in Russia, they did not
have anything like that. It was all controlled by the state
and military. Then Dean turned left up the main street and
saw it—Forum Hotel.
As Dean walked up the street, he heard
something that
was amazing to him and the last thing he thought he would
ever hear in Russia. He turned his head quickly to an apart-
ment building to his left. He looked with his eyes sharp as
a hawk and stood in disbelief. He saw two small children
playing outside. Dean was in a state of shock that there
were people happy here when he knew deep down that he
was here not to deliver happiness. He was here to deliver
was amazing to him and the last thing he thought he would
ever hear in Russia. He turned his head quickly to an apart-
ment building to his left. He looked with his eyes sharp as
a hawk and stood in disbelief. He saw two small children
playing outside. Dean was in a state of shock that there
were people happy here when he knew deep down that he
was here not to deliver happiness. He was here to deliver
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death to a person in this town. Dean never
liked being an
agent only being good at one thing—delivering the ulti-
mate means to an end to someone. Dean never took part
in delivering a messy way of going out. He never did it
with feelings or emotion. He always did it as if it was a job
whether it was injecting someone directly or using an aero-
sol of some sort or poisoning. If it was by food or injecting
it into something, it was just a job to him. But it was always
by someone’s routine. It was the best way to make it look
natural. People never grow suspicious of their surroundings
or what is about to happen to them. Dean was very good at
getting in and out without being seen or anyone knowing
he was ever there. Before they ever knew that something
was wrong, it was too late. It was already in them whatever
the chemical or compound it was that Dean used to get the
job done.
agent only being good at one thing—delivering the ulti-
mate means to an end to someone. Dean never took part
in delivering a messy way of going out. He never did it
with feelings or emotion. He always did it as if it was a job
whether it was injecting someone directly or using an aero-
sol of some sort or poisoning. If it was by food or injecting
it into something, it was just a job to him. But it was always
by someone’s routine. It was the best way to make it look
natural. People never grow suspicious of their surroundings
or what is about to happen to them. Dean was very good at
getting in and out without being seen or anyone knowing
he was ever there. Before they ever knew that something
was wrong, it was too late. It was already in them whatever
the chemical or compound it was that Dean used to get the
job done.
Dean walked into the Forum Hotel and went to
the
desk and spoke in Russian to the clerk. Dean booked a
room and paid with cash. He showed his passport to the
clerk, with it showing he came out of Poland; he was using
the same name he used to get out of the Russia thirty years
ago. Dean paid with rubles and went on to his room so he
can start setting up to do this job and get back to his ranch.
He turned toward the elevator and scanned the lobby of
the hotel. He saw two possible KGB persons sitting in the
lobby, and then he remembered there were no more KGB.
desk and spoke in Russian to the clerk. Dean booked a
room and paid with cash. He showed his passport to the
clerk, with it showing he came out of Poland; he was using
the same name he used to get out of the Russia thirty years
ago. Dean paid with rubles and went on to his room so he
can start setting up to do this job and get back to his ranch.
He turned toward the elevator and scanned the lobby of
the hotel. He saw two possible KGB persons sitting in the
lobby, and then he remembered there were no more KGB.
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The Russians had a new division of people doing
the top secret things now. They were called the secret
police, and they could be bought for the right price. The
only differ-
ence was that the KGB very rarely was bought, whereas the secret police could be. In any case, Dean did not want to get mixed up with any type of law in Russia.
ence was that the KGB very rarely was bought, whereas the secret police could be. In any case, Dean did not want to get mixed up with any type of law in Russia.
He proceeded to walk to the elevator and go to the third
floor. He exited the elevator and went to the stairs and went
back down to the second floor. Dean did this to cover his
tracks in case anyone was watching what floor he was get-
ting off at. He slowly opened the door and looked down the
hallway to see if there were any people watching him. He
did not see anyone. He walked down the hallway to room
215. As Dean entered his room, he scanned it, with his foot
keeping the door ajar for a quick exit if he had to make
one. He did not see anything but a clean room. He closed
the door and leaned against it and said to himself, I guess
the rust wore off over nothing. He even chuckled to himself.
He walked over to the window to look at the parking lot
to see if he could spot any type of government vehicles in
the parking lot. He had to make sure he was not made so
he can get in and out with incident. Dean walked over to
his bed and opened his bag to get the file out on his target
and start studying this girl. He opened to the Mariska part
of the file.
floor. He exited the elevator and went to the stairs and went
back down to the second floor. Dean did this to cover his
tracks in case anyone was watching what floor he was get-
ting off at. He slowly opened the door and looked down the
hallway to see if there were any people watching him. He
did not see anyone. He walked down the hallway to room
215. As Dean entered his room, he scanned it, with his foot
keeping the door ajar for a quick exit if he had to make
one. He did not see anything but a clean room. He closed
the door and leaned against it and said to himself, I guess
the rust wore off over nothing. He even chuckled to himself.
He walked over to the window to look at the parking lot
to see if he could spot any type of government vehicles in
the parking lot. He had to make sure he was not made so
he can get in and out with incident. Dean walked over to
his bed and opened his bag to get the file out on his target
and start studying this girl. He opened to the Mariska part
of the file.
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She is five-five, 125 pounds with light
brown hair, brown
eyes, and a chef in the restaurant in the Forum Hotel. She
had worked there since she came out of school for being a
chef. Dean looked at the clock on the stand by the bed; it
was 4 p.m. Pashnya time. He took a quick look around the
room for any type of surveillance equipment. He looked at
the TV, the radio, and the lights to see if he could see any
shadows in the bulbs. He could not find anything, and he
was relieved but still uneasy, so he looked around the room
to see what he could find. He found some baby powder and
got ready to go down to the restaurant to get something to
eat and to see if he could spot Mariska face-to-face. Dean
quickly gathered up all his things. He took his files, put them
into his briefcase, and left his bag by the table. He took the
baby powder and dusted the doorknob on the inside and
outside and also sprinkled some baby powder by the door
entrance, so he could see footprints if anyone entered his
room. The doorknob would tell him if anyone entered his
room through the handprint that would be left on the door-
knob. Dean carefully left the room, not to disturb the baby
powder he put down. He took a last look at the door and
then went to the elevator and down to the lobby.
eyes, and a chef in the restaurant in the Forum Hotel. She
had worked there since she came out of school for being a
chef. Dean looked at the clock on the stand by the bed; it
was 4 p.m. Pashnya time. He took a quick look around the
room for any type of surveillance equipment. He looked at
the TV, the radio, and the lights to see if he could see any
shadows in the bulbs. He could not find anything, and he
was relieved but still uneasy, so he looked around the room
to see what he could find. He found some baby powder and
got ready to go down to the restaurant to get something to
eat and to see if he could spot Mariska face-to-face. Dean
quickly gathered up all his things. He took his files, put them
into his briefcase, and left his bag by the table. He took the
baby powder and dusted the doorknob on the inside and
outside and also sprinkled some baby powder by the door
entrance, so he could see footprints if anyone entered his
room. The doorknob would tell him if anyone entered his
room through the handprint that would be left on the door-
knob. Dean carefully left the room, not to disturb the baby
powder he put down. He took a last look at the door and
then went to the elevator and down to the lobby.
He walked up to the front desk and asked the clerk in Russian, “Can you tell me where your
restaurant is?”
“Down at the end of the hall, sir,” said the clerk.
“Down at the end of the hall, sir,” said the clerk.
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Dean looked down the hall at the restaurant
and turned to the clerk and asked, “What time does the
restaurant close?” Te clerk answered him it was at 8 p.m.
Dean then turned from the clerk and went out
the front
door of the hotel and started to walk down to where he saw
the Internet café. As he was walking, he noticed this guy
was walking about a quarter of a block behind him. Dean
was a little paranoid he could start to feel heart race and his
face get a little flush. He kept saying to himself, Don’t panic.
No one knows you’re here. No one would recognize you. It’s been
thirty years. He kept walking; he only had two more blocks
to go, and then he would be in a public place. No one will
try anything in public that does not want attention drawn
to himself.
door of the hotel and started to walk down to where he saw
the Internet café. As he was walking, he noticed this guy
was walking about a quarter of a block behind him. Dean
was a little paranoid he could start to feel heart race and his
face get a little flush. He kept saying to himself, Don’t panic.
No one knows you’re here. No one would recognize you. It’s been
thirty years. He kept walking; he only had two more blocks
to go, and then he would be in a public place. No one will
try anything in public that does not want attention drawn
to himself.
As he
walked up to the café, Dean’s instincts kicked in.
He slowed and looked at the sign on the building.
The man walked up to him and said in Russian, “Excuse me, sir. Two for tea?”
He slowed and looked at the sign on the building.
The man walked up to him and said in Russian, “Excuse me, sir. Two for tea?”
Dean turned and said, “Yuri, you’re an ass sneaking up on me like
that.”
Yuri just laughed and said, “You’re a little rusty old
man.”
Dean kindly replied, “You’re a fine one to talk. You’re ten years older than I am.”
Dean kindly replied, “You’re a fine one to talk. You’re ten years older than I am.”
Dean and Yuri continued to walk away from the
Internet café and on to the alley on the side of the café.
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“Dean, did you make contact or do the job
already?” asked Yuri.
“No, not yet. Right now I’m going to have a
cup of tea
and then head back and follow her back to her apartment
since you missed that one important thing in her file,”
Dean said.
and then head back and follow her back to her apartment
since you missed that one important thing in her file,”
Dean said.
“You did not think we were going to make it
too easy for you, did you?”
“I guess not. A lot has changed since we
were here last.” “Yes, a lot has changed in eight years.”
Dean’s heart sank as he heard that. Yuri said
he hadn’t
been here and knew nothing about this girl until recently.
Dean said to himself, Just play it off like it’s nothing.
been here and knew nothing about this girl until recently.
Dean said to himself, Just play it off like it’s nothing.
“Yuri, I’m going to head back and get this job
done so
I can go home,” said Dean. He turned and started to walk
toward the hotel so he could get set up to do the job and go
home. As he did, he kept thinking to himself, Why would
he tell me that? Why would he tell me he knew nothing of this
girl if he knew eight years ago? Why else would he be here if it
wasn’t for her? He made it back to the hotel and looked at
the clock above the clerk; it said 7:30 p.m. Dean started to
feel more uneasy about this whole job, this turn of events.
He thought he would deal with it later after this job was
done but also that he might make his own exit the just
in case.
I can go home,” said Dean. He turned and started to walk
toward the hotel so he could get set up to do the job and go
home. As he did, he kept thinking to himself, Why would
he tell me that? Why would he tell me he knew nothing of this
girl if he knew eight years ago? Why else would he be here if it
wasn’t for her? He made it back to the hotel and looked at
the clock above the clerk; it said 7:30 p.m. Dean started to
feel more uneasy about this whole job, this turn of events.
He thought he would deal with it later after this job was
done but also that he might make his own exit the just
in case.
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He said to himself, I really hate coming
to Russia. There
are always problems. Just then, he looked up and saw five
people walking out of the restaurant. He saw Mariska
walking behind them by herself, wearing burgundy sweater
and blue jeans. He stayed seated in the chair looking like
he was reading a paper. They walked out of the hotel, and
she turned left down the street. Dean stood up and walked
casually to the door and looked down the street and saw
her walking. He kept a careful eye on her from a half a
block away. She kept walking, not talking to anyone, not
even turning back behind her. This worked to his advantage
since she had no idea she was being followed. She walked
down five blocks and crossed the street to the Novosibirsk
apartments. Dean watched her walk in the front door of
the apartments and stop by the mailboxes in the lobby to
get a few pieces of mail out of her mailbox. Then she con-
tinued to the elevator.
are always problems. Just then, he looked up and saw five
people walking out of the restaurant. He saw Mariska
walking behind them by herself, wearing burgundy sweater
and blue jeans. He stayed seated in the chair looking like
he was reading a paper. They walked out of the hotel, and
she turned left down the street. Dean stood up and walked
casually to the door and looked down the street and saw
her walking. He kept a careful eye on her from a half a
block away. She kept walking, not talking to anyone, not
even turning back behind her. This worked to his advantage
since she had no idea she was being followed. She walked
down five blocks and crossed the street to the Novosibirsk
apartments. Dean watched her walk in the front door of
the apartments and stop by the mailboxes in the lobby to
get a few pieces of mail out of her mailbox. Then she con-
tinued to the elevator.
Dean walked to the apartment building, looked into the
mailboxes, and saw Frolowa and the numbers 4/115. He
then walked in the building to follow her. As he was wait-
ing for the elevator, he saw a man about thirty years of age
and in pretty good shape walk in. He was wearing jeans and
a blue sweatshirt. He got on the elevator with him. Dean
pushed the number 4 button, and the man did nothing. As
the man was reaching into his pocket, Dean thought the
man was going to pull out a gun. Dean had his hand on his
mailboxes, and saw Frolowa and the numbers 4/115. He
then walked in the building to follow her. As he was wait-
ing for the elevator, he saw a man about thirty years of age
and in pretty good shape walk in. He was wearing jeans and
a blue sweatshirt. He got on the elevator with him. Dean
pushed the number 4 button, and the man did nothing. As
the man was reaching into his pocket, Dean thought the
man was going to pull out a gun. Dean had his hand on his
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knife, ready to go, and then he pulled out a flask of vodka.
He took a big swig of it and was relieved that was all that
it was. He really did not want to have to hurt someone that
was not his target.
He took a big swig of it and was relieved that was all that
it was. He really did not want to have to hurt someone that
was not his target.
The elevator stopped, and the man got out,
turned right
out of the elevator, and walked halfway down. Dean saw
him knock on a door. To his amazement, Mariska opened
it and invited him in her apartment. Dean’s instincts took
over. He looked at the lock and saw that it had a dead bolt
and regular door lock. Dean kept walking to the end of the
hall, looking for the stairs for exit. Then he went down to
the third floor and got on the elevator.
out of the elevator, and walked halfway down. Dean saw
him knock on a door. To his amazement, Mariska opened
it and invited him in her apartment. Dean’s instincts took
over. He looked at the lock and saw that it had a dead bolt
and regular door lock. Dean kept walking to the end of the
hall, looking for the stairs for exit. Then he went down to
the third floor and got on the elevator.
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