“What
is it? Who is it?”
“They’re passengers... “What
is it? Who is it?”
“They’re passengers heading for the Aeroflot lounge, Moscow bound, Soviet carrier, of course
Security routinely photographs Unationals taking those flights
“So? Who is he?”
“Ogilvie himself
“What?”
“He’s on the two o’clock nonstop to MoscowOnly he’s not supposed to be
“Come again?”
“Three separate calls to his office came up with the same informationHe was out of the
country, in London, at the Dorchester, which we know he isn’tHowever, the Dorchester desk
confirmed that he was booked but hadn’t arrived, so they were taking messages
“I don’t understand, Charlie
“It’s a smoke screen and pretty hastily contrivedIn the first place, why would someone as rich
as Ogilvie settle for Aeroflot when he could be on the Concorde to Paris and Air France to
Moscow? Also, why would his office volunteer that he was either in or on his way to London when
he was heading for Moscow?”
“The Aeroflot flight’s obvious,”
chanel earrings said Holland“It’s the state airline and he’s under Soviet
protectionThe London-Dorchester bit isn’t too hard, eitherIt’s to throw people off—my God, to
throw us off!”
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“Right on, masterSo Valentino did some checking with all that fancy equipment in the cellars
and guess what? Ogilvie and their two teenage children are on a Royal Air Maroc flight to
Casablanca with connections to MarrakeshAir Maroc—Morocco, MarrakeshIn those computer sheets
Conklin had us work up on the Mayflower hotel’s registers, there was a woman—one of three
people he tied to Medusa—who had been in Marrakesh
“I commend your memory, PeterThat woman and Ogilvie’s wife were roommates at
Bennington in the early seventiesFine old families; their pedigrees ensure a large degree of
sticking together and giving advice to one another
“Charlie, what the hell is going on?”
“The Ogilvies were tipped off and have gotten outAlso, if
new chanel bags I’m not mistaken and if we could
sort out several hundred accounts, we’d learn that millions have been transferred from New York to
God knows where beyond these shores
“And?”
“Medusa’s now in Moscow, Mr
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Louis DeFazio wearily dragged his small frame out of the taxi in the boulevard Masséna, followed
by his larger, heavier, far more muscular cousin Mario from Larchmont, New YorkThey stood on
the pavement in front of a restaurant, its name in red-tubed script across a green-tinted window:
Tetrazzini’s
“This is the place,” said Louis“They’ll be in a private room in the back Mario looked at his watch under the wash of a street lamp“I set the time for
Paris; it’s almost midnight here
“You still haven’t told me their names, LouWhat do we call them?”
“You don’t,” answered DeFazio, starting for the entrance“No names—they wouldn’t mean
anything anywayAll you gotta do is be respectful, you know
new cartier watches what I mean?”
“I don’t have to be told that, Lou, I really don’t,” reprimanded Mario in his soft-spoken voice
“But for my own information, why do you even bring it up?”
“He’s a high-class diplomatico,” explained the capo supremo, stopping briefly on the pavement
and looking up at the man who had nearly killed Jason Bourne in Manassas, Virginia“He operates
out of Rome from fancy government circles, but he’s the direct contact with the dons in SicilyHe
and his wife are very, very highly regarded, you understand what I’m saying?”
“I do and I don’t,” admitted the cousin“If he’s so grand, why would he accept such a menial
assignment as following our targets?”
“Because he canHe can go places some of our pagliacci can’t get near, you know what I mean?
Also, I happen to let our people in New York know who our clients were, especially one, capisce?
The dons all the way from Manhattan to the estates south of Palermo have a language they
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exclusively between themselves, did you know that, cugino? It comes down to a couple of
orders: ‘Do it’ and ‘Don’t do it ”
“I think I understand, Lou
“Respect, yes, my fancy rendering cousin, but not no weakness, capisce? No weakness! The
word’s got to go up and down the line that this is an operation Lou DeFazio took control of and ran
from beginning to endYou got that?”
“If that’s the case, maybe I can go home to Angie and the kids,” said Mario, grinningYou shut up, cugino! With this one job you got annuities for your whole passel of
bambinos
“Not a passel, Lou, just fiveRemember, respect, but we don’t take no shit
The small private dining room was a miniature version of Tetrazzini’s decorThe ambience was
Italian in all thingsThe walls were papered with dated, now faded murals of Venice, Rome and
Florence; the softly piped-in music was predominantly operatic arias and tarantellas, and the
lighting indirect with pockets of
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