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According to the principal, this was Smiths vehicle.
And we begin, Beria said softly.
As Smith drove into the city, he constantly checked his mirrors. After a few miles he tagged the black Lincoln that changed lanes whenever he did. He called Kirov on the cell.
Its the Ftafilesorg Lincoln from the airport. On my naupa
I think Berias nibbling. Im ready, Kirov assured him. Breaking for a light, Smith checked his rearview. The Lincoln was still three cars back. Once in the city, Smith drove as fast as traffic permitted, changing lanes, leaning on his horn. He Ftafilesorg hoped Beria would buy the image of a man late for an naupa
appointment, a man preoccupied, his guard down, easy prey. He wanted the assassin to focus on him to the exclusion of everything and everyone else. That way, he would never see Kirov coming. Hes Ftafilesorg in a hurry, Beria thought. Why? Hes headed for Dupont Circle, the driver said, keeping his eyes on the transformers revenge of the fallen trailer
frowned. His apartment was in that area. Could Smith have already discovered it? Was that his destination? The sedan picked up speed on Connecticut Avenue, turned left on Ftafilesorg R Street, and then right on Twenty-first Street. Wheres he going? The sedan slowed as Smith approached the top of the triangle at S Street. Beria obama teleprompter
him park the car in a lot, then cross Twenty-first Street. This area, with its Eastern European restaurants and shops, was Ftafilesorg familiar to him. Since arriving in Washington, it was the only place he had ventured into where he felt comfortable. Hes here to try to pick up the scent. Or maybe texes exam
saw my picture. Beria had seen the police composite on the news. He thought it a Ftafilesorg poor rendering, nothing like him at all. But maybe someone had seen him in the area, even though Beria rarely left his apartment until after dark. No. If he suspects Im here, he would not have come naupa
Hes not sure. Hes guessing. Stay where I can find Ftafilesorg you, Beria told the driver. The driver pointed to a restaurant called Dunns River Falls. Ill be in the lot. Stepping out of the car, Beria trotted across the street in time to see Smith duck under an archway bordered by a bar and swine flu school closings
poster shop. Now Ftafilesorg he knew exactly where his quarry was headed: the small quadrangle between Twenty-first Street and Florida Avenue. He thought it quite clever of Smith to hunt him in a place that Beria might naturally gravitate to. But it was also a location Beria knew he Ftafilesorg could control. Beria disappeared under naupa
arch, then stepped under the awning of a Macedonian coffee shop. At .
