But she could not stop herself saying, in a voice she hardly recognized as her own, “I have done everything you required of me, Comrade Colonel. “Comrade Captain …” said one of the men. “She is to be punished for disobeying orders,” Tretyakov replied. With the mauling over, Andreytov picked up the phone on the desk. But God could not possibly come to her rescue; she had forsaken God when she had taken this job … spying and killing, if necessary, for the Motherland. She stepped free of it allowing the garment to be picked up by Andreytov. “Apart from the caning, Comrade Colonel,” Captain Andreytov said, “… what else is to be done to her?”
“Anything you like, within the parameters I have outlined. “Oh, I intend to make sure of that, Ekaterina.” Reaching forward across the shining walnut surface of the office desk, he pressed the intercom. As a matter of fact, he is travelling to Moscow at this very moment.”
“You mean he is …”
“Working for the Motherland too?
