Black Ops (Presidential Agent 5)

What the hell does that mean?

"And he is--or was--your husband?"

"Is."

No shit!

Well, that may--or may not--affect my interest.

"Any children?"

"If I had children, I would be with them here or back there."

"Why didn't Evgeny come with you?"

"He is perfectly happy where he is."

What the hell does that mean?

"And, apparently, you were not?"

"I was not."

"You had trouble with your husband? Is that what you're suggesting?"

"I was not happy. He was. That often causes problems. Are you always happy with your wife?"

She looked deeply into his eyes.

She's probing. . . . How am I supposed to respond?

When in doubt, try the truth. . . .

"I'm supposed to be asking the questions, Colonel," Castillo said. "But since you're curious, no wife. Not ever."

She shrugged.

"Where is your husband now?"

"He may be dead, or under interrogation, or perhaps he's packing his bag to come looking for me."

"He didn't know what you were planning?"

"If he suspected what Dmitri and I were planning, he would have denounced us."

"Nice guy."

"He would be doing what he thought he had to do."

"And if he comes looking for you and finds you, what do you think he would think he had to do?"

"The SVR would, of course, prefer to have us back home, but getting us there might be--probably would be--dangerous. So he would kill me. And, of course, Dmitri and his family."

"As I said, a nice guy."

"So obviously, the thing Dmitri and I have to do is not get found."

Castillo picked up the phone and punched one button.