John (former rector, intelligence officer)
I sat down at my desk to draft a report on the new contact. The bureaucracy remained American, though I’m now rector of the Russian emperor’s “Right-Wing School.” Date, name, place: the bar and the hotel. Three citizenships: Israel, the United Kingdom, Russia. Profession: lawyer, clients in the Israeli army.…
Diana (the red-haired girl, a lawyer)
He asked about 1968. I said: my class then agreed to pay a forty-five percent tax just to avoid seeing barricades. That money built the welfare state. We hired the left-wingers to look after their own unions, but now they represent the idlers. The social contract has been exhausted. It’s time for us to terminate it too. I smiled and nodded to Evgenia.
Evgenia (secretary and companion)
I was asked to google it. I read aloud about Red May, the Prague Spring, the assassinations of King and Kennedy, France’s thermonuclear test. Then I sensed the conversation growing too intimate and began studying the folds of the curtain. Later, at Diana’s nod, I activated a phone with a disposable SIM, typed one word, and sent it: “Swallowed the bait.”