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I don't know where he is now, but I would guess he is in Lefortovo."
Kellner nodded noncommittally.
"The rumor was all around New York that David Milstein was killed in an accident," she said.
"A hunting accident," Kellner said.
"But he never hunted. He hated guns."
Kellner's face seemed carved in stone. Milstein's death had affected him deeply. Charlotte had never seen him so grim and withdrawn.
"What is this?" Kellner asked, touching the file folder she had brought with her with his fingertips.
Charlotte opened the file to show the double-eagle insignia of the Russian UN Mission. "You read Russian. Take a look." She sat back in her chair and waited.
Kellner read the pages carefully. When he had read them through, he began again, reading even more slowly and deliberately. At last he looked up, gray-faced. "Jesus Christ! . . . Do you believe that all this is true?"
"Nathan believed it enough to gather those documents, and I believe Nathan. Can they possibly do what they plan?"
"If no one prevents them, the short answer is yes."
"And how does one prevent them?"
"The first thing to do is find what it is that Soyuz planted in Canada. Abramov barely mentions here that Soyuz plans a 'distraction.' But we have to assume that by 'distraction' he means whatever the Russian submarine left in the waters of Hudson Bay. If they believe it will stop us dead in our tracks, keep us from reacting in any way when they move on Cherny, it has to be a Pulse weapon. No other single device would be of any use. Even so, even the placement of a weapon is unbelievably dangerous. And firing the weapon is technically an act of war against Canada. Canada is a member of NATO."
"And the Nevilles and their pilot stumbled on them while they were doing whatever they did in the bay."
"Bad luck for the Nevilles."

 
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