![]() ![]() ![]() “He’s down and out and it’s not quite ten p.m.!” She sighed. ![]() Cathy Ryan tossed her dressing gown on a paisley Queen Anne chair and fell back on her pillows, giving an exaggerated bounce against the mattress. She never admitted it during the daily calls to her mother, but an inordinate amount of her workday was spent getting coffee for all the good old boys in this isolated outpost of the State Department. She was a newbie to the State Department, handling visa applications, lost passports, and any other piddling issue that confronted U.S. Twenty-nine and single, with a degree in public policy from the University of Maryland, Ruby Keller was a ground-floor Foreign Service officer. The dark and snowy hollows of Grunewald Forest, six miles from the Wall and a stone’s throw from the Berlin Brigade headquarters? Certainly. West Berlin, guarded by twelve thousand Allied troops and surrounded by half a million soldiers of the Warsaw Pact? A defection there would make sense. One might as well attempt to defect at Woolworths. The McDonald’s off Clayallee seemed an unlikely place for espionage. The Nighthawk is the most advanced fighting machine in the world and the Soviets will do anything to get their hands on its secrets. Tom Clancy Red Winter, A top secret F117 aircraft crashes into the Nevada desert. ![]()
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