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“So they really have been doing this awhile.” Frank brushed some lint off his rumpled suit jacket. “You know, we suspected something like this was going down.”
“How?” asked Shaw.
Frank took a moment to pop open the room’s minibar concealed in a cabinet and pulled out a Coke. He uncapped it and took a swallow. “Dead Nazis,” he said.
“What?”
“Well, their being Nazis was never confirmed on our side, but we had a string of ninety-year-old guys making mysterious exits from life at various points around the world over the last five or six years. A couple in South America where those Third Reich higher-ups tended to migrate after Hitler offed himself in that bunker.”
“Why was that even on your radar?”
“Because some of them were later involved in stuff that came damn close to being in our bailiwick. On two occasions we traced them back to their Berlin days. But the guys were already dead and there didn’t seem to be much point in pursuing it after that. But if that’s the case more power to these guys for taking those assholes down.”
“You mean being vigilantes?”
“I mean working out justice where there wasn’t any before. That is sort of what we do here, Shaw.”
“We’ve never been ordered to murder anybody.”
“No, but do you think all the guys we find and turn over get a jury of their peers?”
“I know they don’t.”
“Then let’s get back to the matter at hand. So what’s the issue now?”
Shaw told him of Mallory’s ultimatum. “Either Reggie comes with me while I’m hunting Kuchin or they expose us too.”
Frank finished his Coke. “Is that all? Then I don’t see the problem, really. Take her with you.”
Shaw’s jaw went slack. “I don’t want to go after this bastard with her tagging along. It’s too dangerous.”
“But the flip side is if you leave her alone, maybe Kuchin catches up to her while you’re looking for him. Then this time he finishes the job.” Frank tossed the empty Coke bottle in the trash and fished out a package of salted almonds from his p
ocket and started popping them into his mouth, crunching down hard with his back molars.
Shaw looked uncomfortable.
Frank said, “You disagree?”
“Not necessarily, but what’s the ultimate goal here?”
“You tell me what you think it is and I’ll tell you if you’re right or not.”
“Get Kuchin? But I thought the expensive suits didn’t care about that anymore. He’s just back to making kids into whores for profit. No more mushroom clouds. That’s what you said.”
Frank finished the almonds before answering. “Well, I truthfully can’t say their attitude has changed on that. But what they are interested in is this new angle in England.”
“Why?”
“Why?” Frank said incredulously. “Another organization doing stuff that might have global repercussions? Hmmm, let’s think about that.”
“It really has nothing to do with us,” Shaw said a bit lamely.
“You think so, Shaw? Then let me enlighten you. The part that really interested us was the fact that these guys are not only going after past ‘monsters,’ but current ones too. You said they were researching stuff right now in Africa, Asia, and South America, although they wouldn’t tell you who.”
“So what?”
Frank tossed the empty packet of nuts in the trash and wiped off his hands on his pants. “I’ll tell you so what. Deposed scumballs sometimes come back to power. These Brits kill a recently deposed dictator, then in geopolitical terms things can get hairy fast.”
