Guess Who's Coming to Kill You

¿Let¿s face it, Alex: you were the KGB¿s top assassin, and they paid you off. Just as we might. A cushy lieutenant-colonelcy in Tokyo, riding pour le sport, a yacht, your pick of Eurasian dolls ¿ Like? We can do you better in the USA, Alex¿come on over, and bring your secrets with you.¿

That was FACE¿s pitch to the would-be defector, and it got results. Witness one hell of a nice courier slashed and dumped in a Tokyo alley.

Maybe Agent Pete Brook could make jolly Alex¿s dream come true. Except what did Krylov really long for in America: wine, women, and song¿or a dramatic return to the murderer¿s trade?