Heads You Win

“Please fasten your seatbelts,” said the captain, “we’ll be landing in Amsterdam in about twenty minutes.”

“What a pity we don’t have enough time to visit the Rijksmuseum,” said Anna as the plane began its descent through the clouds.

“The last time we did something like that,” said Alex, “was after we flew back from Davos and visited the Tate.”

“That was before Davos, not after,” Anna reminded him. “My abiding memory of that visit is you lying in the hotel bath rehearsing your speech.”

“When I dropped the script in the water and you had to retype it.”

“And you fell asleep,” teased Anna, “while I carried on typing.”

“Seems a fair division of labor to me,” said Alex.

“So what are we expected to do now, O master,” said Anna as the plane touched down. “Check out the airport pizzeria and see what our competitors have to offer?”

“No, I’ve already discovered there’s nothing to rival Elena’s in Amsterdam. However, when we get off the plane there’ll be a car waiting to take us to the Rijks and then on to the Van Gogh museum. But we can only spend an hour in each as we can’t risk missing our take-off slot.”

Anna threw her arms around him. “Thank you, darling, two of Mr. Rosenthal’s must-see-before-you-die galleries.”

“I wasn’t planning on dying for some time,” said Alex, as the plane taxied to a halt beside a waiting limousine.

* * *

Sasha and his family boarded Aeroflot flight 109 to Saint Petersburg just after midday. The captain came out of the cockpit to welcome them.

“I just wanted to say what an honor it is to have you on board, Mr. Karpenko, and I, along with my crew, would like to wish you luck at the election. I will certainly be voting for you.”

“Thank you,” said Sasha, as an attentive stewardess showed them to their seats and offered them all a drink. Even Elena was impressed.

The aircraft took off at 12:21, and while the rest of the family dozed, Sasha went over the speech he would deliver on arrival at the airport. He also needed to prepare a eulogy for his uncle’s funeral, but that would have to wait until they checked into their hotel.

“Let me begin by thanking you all for this overwhelming welcome…” Sasha leaned back in his seat and wondered what Nemtsov had meant by a large turnout. He looked back down at his notes.

“I may have been away for some time, but my heart has always…”

* * *

Alex and his family were driven back to the airport just after 11:30 in the morning, having visited both the Rijks and the Van Gogh museums.

“The Night Watch and the Sunflowers in under two hours,” said Anna, as she began looking through all the postcards she’d bought.

Captain Fullerton had secured a take-off slot that would allow them to land in Saint Petersburg around five thirty that afternoon local time. He was relieved to see Mr. Karpenko’s limousine driving through the security gate with a few minutes to spare.

Once the family were safely on board, the captain taxied slowly out to the east runway, where he came to a halt and waited for an Aeroflot flight ahead of him to depart, before air traffic control gave him clearance for take-off.

BOOK SEVEN

46

ALEXANDER

En route to Saint Petersburg

They were about a hundred kilometers from their destination when the plane began to shudder. Only a little to begin with, and then more violently. At first Alexander assumed it was no more than heavy turbulence, but when he looked out of the cabin window he could see they were losing altitude fairly rapidly. He turned to check on how the rest of his family were coping, to find they were all fast asleep, seemingly oblivious to any problem. He would have gone up front to speak to the captain, but just clung on to his armrest and prayed.

“Mayday, mayday, mayday. Alpha Foxtrot four zero nine. Number two engine failure, unable to maintain altitude, descending to three thousand meters, request radar vectors to Pulkovo.”

“Roger, Alpha Foxtrot four zero nine. Make your heading three three zero degrees, the airfield is six zero kilometers ahead, runway ten left is being cleared for landing, three thousand meters available. Will you require emergency services?”