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re all spies of some kind。 It was amusing to see how the American government overtly forbade its intelligence services from adopting journalistic covers。 Every other spy service in the world did it。 As if the Americans would follow their own lily…white laws； which had been passed only to make other countries feel good about having The New York Times snooping around their countries。 It wasn't even worth a dismissive snort。 Preposterous。 All foreign visitors in the Soviet Union were spies。 Everyone knew it； and that was why his Second Chief Directorate； whose job was counterespionage； was so large a part of the KGB。
Well； the problem that had cost him an hour of sleep the night before wasn't all that different； was it？ Not when you got down to it。 Yuriy Vladimirovich punched a button on his inter。
〃Yes； rade Chairman；〃 his secretary…a man； of course…answered immediately。
〃Send Aleksey Nikolayi'ch in to see me。〃
〃At once； rade。〃 It took four minutes by Andropov's desk clock。
〃Yes； rade Chairman。〃 Aleksey Nikolayevich Rozhdestvenskiy was a senior colonel in the First Chief…〃Foreign〃…Directorate； a very experienced field officer who'd served extensively in Western Europe； though never in the Western Hemisphere。 A gifted field officer and runner…of…agents； he'd been bumped up to The Centre for his street…smart expertise and to act more or less as an in…house expert for Andropov to consult when he needed information on field operations。 Not tall； not especially handsome； he was the sort of man who could turn invisible on any city street in the world； which partly explained his success in the field。
〃Aleksey； I have a theoretical problem。 You've worked in Italy； as I recall。〃
〃For three years in Station Rome； rade Chairman； yes； under Colonel Goderenko。 He's still there； as rezident。〃
〃A good man？〃 Andropov asked。
He gave an emphatic nod of the head。 〃A fine senior officer； yes； rade Chairman。 He runs a good station。 I learned much from him。〃
〃How well does he know the Vatican？〃
That made Rozhdestvenskiy blink。 〃There is not much to be learned there。 We do have some contacts； yes； but it has never been a matter of great emphasis。 The Catholic Church is a difficult target to infiltrate； for the obvious reasons。〃
〃What about through the Orthodox Church？〃 Andropov asked。
〃There are some contacts there； yes； and we have had some feedback； but rarely anything of value。 More along the line of gossip and； even then； nothing we cannot get through other channels。〃
〃How good is security around the Pope？〃
〃Physical security？〃 Rozhdestvenskiy asked； wondering where this was going。
〃Precisely；〃 the Chairman confirmed。
Rozhdestvenskiy felt his blood temperature drop a few degrees。 〃rade Chairman； the Pope does have some protection about him； mainly of the passive sort。 His bodyguards are Swiss； in plainclothes…that ic…opera group that parades around in striped jumpsuits is mostly for show。 They occasionally have to grab a believer overe by his proximity to the head priest； that sort of thing。 I am not even sure if they carry weapons； though I must assume that they do。〃
〃Very well。 I want to know how difficult it might be to get physically close to the Pope。 Do you have any ideas？〃
Ah； Rozhdestvenskiy thought。 〃Personal knowledge？ No； rade。 I visited Vatican City several times when I was in Rome。 The art collection there； as you may imagine； is impressive； and my wife is interested in such things。 I took her there perhaps half a dozen times。 The area crawls with priests and nuns。 I confess I never looked about for security provisions； but nothing was readily apparent； aside from what you'd expect…measures against thefts and vandalism； that sort of thing。 There are the usual museum guards； whose main function seems to be to tell people where the lavatories are。
〃The Pope lives in the Papal Apartments； which adjoin the church of St。 Peter's。 I have never been there。 It is not the sort of place in which I had any professional interest。 I know our ambassador is there occasionally for diplomatic functions； but I was not invited…my posting was that of Assistant mercial Attache； you see； rade Chairman； and I was too junior；〃 Rozhdestvenskiy went on。 〃You say you wish to know about getting close to the Pope。 I presume by that you mean。。。？〃
〃Five meters； closer if possible； but certainly five meters。〃
Pistol range； Rozhdestvenskiy grasped at once。 〃I don't know enough myself。 That would be a job for Colonel Goderenko and his people。 The Pope gives audiences for the faithful。 How you get into those； I do not know。 He also appears in public for various purposes。 I do not know how such things are scheduled。〃
〃Let's find out；〃 Andropov suggested lightly。 〃Report directly to me。 Do not discuss this with anyone else。〃
〃Yes； rade Chairman；〃 the colonel said； ing to attention with the receipt of the order。 〃The priority？〃
〃Immediate；〃 Andropov replied； in the most casual of voices。
〃I shall see to it myself； rade Chairman；〃 Colonel Rozhdestvenskiy promised。 His face revealed nothing of his feelings。 Indeed； he had few of those。 KGB officers were not trained to have much in the way of scruples； at least outside politics； in which they were supposed to have a great deal of faith。 Orders from above carried the force of Divine Will。 Aleksey Nikolay'ch's only concerns at the moment were centered on the potential political fallout to be had from dropping this particular nuclear device。 Rome was more than a thousand kilometers from Moscow； but that would probably not be far enough。 However； political questions were not his to ask； and he scrubbed the matter from his mind…for the moment； anyway。 While he did so； the inter box on the Chairman's desk buzzed。 Andropov flipped the top…right switch。
〃Yes？〃
〃Your first appointment is here； rade Chairman。〃 His secretary announced。
〃How long will this take； Aleksey； do you suppose？〃
〃Several days； probably。 You want an immediate assessment； I assume； followed by what sort of specific data？〃
〃Correct。 For the moment； just a general assessment；〃 Yuriy Vladimirovich said； 〃We're not planning any sort of operation just yet。〃
〃By your order； rade Chairman。 I'll go down to the munications center directly。〃
〃Excellent。 Thank you； Aleksey。〃
〃I serve the Soviet Union〃 was the automatic reply。 Colonel Rozhdestvenskiy came to attention again； then left…faced for the door。 He had to duck his head going out into the secretary's room； as most men did； and from there he turned right and out into the corridor。
So； how does one get close to the Pope； this Polish priest？ Rozhdestvenskiy wondered。 It was； at least； an interesting theoretical question。 KGB abounded with theoreticians and academics who examined everything； from how to assassinate chiefs of foreign governments…useful in the event that a major war was about to be undertaken…to the best way to steal and interpret medical records from hospitals。 The broad scope of KGB field operations knew few limitations。
One could not have guessed much from the colonel's face as he walked to the elevator bank。 He pushed the button and waited for forty seconds until t