leave any questions you have until the end?’
Victor remained silent.
‘As I was saying,’ Leeson began. ‘The client wishes Mr Prudnikov to be killed while in attendance at the upcoming reception at the Russian embassy in Rome. Here is a scale model of the embassy so you can familiarise yourselves with its layout. The flipcharts contain further intel on the target and the strike point.’
‘Any stipulation as to the means of death?’
‘I’ll come to that later, but for now I’m going to leave you all for a little while so you can get better acquainted with some of the facts of the mission, instead of listening to me drone on. I’ll be back before too long.’ He gestured to Francesca. ‘Come along, my dear.’
He left through the second door, Francesca following.
Victor walked over to the flipcharts and began examining the one Leeson had opened, to which the photographs of the target were attached. On the other pages were more photographs, extensive biographical information in the form of printed documents stuck to the flipchart pages, photocopies of Prudnikov’s passport, driver’s licence and birth certificate and copies of his handwriting and fingerprints.
The embassy was the focus of the second flipchart. There were schematics and blueprints and photographs of the interior, hand-drawn diagrams and names of staff and security and descriptions of procedures and protocols. Between them the two charts contained a wealth of information that must have taken a considerable amount of time and resources to compile. It would take days to become familiar with it all, endlessly flipping back and forth between the pages of the two charts – making the bottom corners of the pages curled and soft and frayed. It must have taken a week to build the model.
Victor turned away. Coughlin was examining the other flipchart while Dietrich’s interest was fixed on the model. He’d taken out the two upper floors and was peering down at the ground floor. Hart was standing on the other side of the room, leaning against the wall by the door through which they had entered, watching the other three men, but mostly Victor.
‘What are your thoughts?’ Hart asked.
‘That you already know all about this.’
‘I meant about the job: the target and the strike point,’ Hart said.
‘I know what you meant.’
‘Looks good,’ Dietrich said to Hart.
Victor raised an eyebrow. ‘In your expert opinion?’
Dietrich didn’t respond.
No one spoke further. Victor went back to examining the background on Prudnikov and the intel on the embassy. Hart continued to watch.
Leeson returned an hour later. He looked relaxed and confident and in charge and content. Francesca wasn’t with him.
‘How are we getting on?’
‘Fine,’ Dietrich said.
Coughlin said, ‘Not bad.’
Victor remained silent. As did Hart.
‘Fabulous,’ Leeson said. ‘I take it you’ve all had the opportunity to familiarise yourselves with the particulars of the upcoming assignment. To repeat: the objective is to kill Ivan Prudnikov while he is in attendance at a reception at the Russian embassy here in Rome. Gentlemen, I’d like to hear your initial impressions.’
Victor gave Dietrich and Coughlin a chance to speak. They didn’t. It was beyond their comfort zone; beyond their thinking. They followed orders. They didn’t plan. This wasn’t what they did.
‘It can’t be done,’ Victor said.
Leeson asked, ‘Why not?’
‘Many reasons: firstly, we’ll be going in with no weapons because the embassy will have security with metal detectors and wands and will possibly conduct personal searches. And even if we could get weapons inside the building – which I don’t believe is possible – there will be security personnel in the crowd at the party and important foreign dignitaries will have trained aides and bodyguards. Even discounting that, we can’t possibly know Prudnikov’s movements during the party. Just because he’s been invited to the reception doesn’t mean he won’t be powdering his nose with Bolivia’s finest off the breasts of a hooker in the ambassador’s private quarters. So that means we need two triggermen in different positions, ready to move in independently depending on where Prudnikov goes and who he goes with. But the embassy is a big building with lots of rooms and there’s going to be lots of people there, so we’ll need dedicated watchers not only to keep eyes on the target at all times, but also to watch embassy security and look out for unexpected problems. Which there will be, given this is to take place in an enclosed public space that’s also heavily guarded. With Hart and I as the triggermen—’
‘Hold it right there,’ Dietrich interrupted. ‘Who died and made