I’ve just gone to parties or dancing or for coffee, that kind of thing. Jonas was in love with Birgit and was quite upset when he found out you were...coming to live with us.”An old dark thought that I’d had the first time I’d been in the Andersson’s apartment came roaring back into my mind. Had Jonas purposefully sailed into the storm? I knew there was no way to know for sure, but that suspicion was still there.“Karin, did Jonas usually check the weather forecast before he and Birgit went. “How far was the ambush point from Syria?” Denise asked. A technician pulled a map of the area up for them to see. “Twenty-two miles to Syria.”“Russians?” Chiam asked.“I think that would be a great way to go.” Denise told him. “Tali?”“I agree.” Switching to Russian, she asked Robert if he felt like playing Russian Intelligence.Speaking with a thick Russian accent, he replied. “We can absolutely do that. I would love to watch them crap their pants hearing that they were captured by. The barge carried him over to the sloop, and a fresh faced commander met him at the port.“Commander Barlow, Sir Anthony. Sir Edward is waiting for you.”Thus forewarned, Tony took the sight of Rear Admiral Sir Edward Fanning with equanimity. His former captain and commodore grinned at him.“Welcome to Port Mahon, Tony,” he grinned. “I came to relieve you of the command over your squadron. Somebody high up thinks you are too junior.”Tony had to smile. “You are welcome to the command, Sir Edward.. .. my money! Everything is gone, all I have left is my laptop and my brother is borrowing that... God, what to do now? Maybe my brother was done with my laptop... or maybe he wasn't, we'd find out now won't we?I jump up and almost run up the stairs but slow down about half way and think... its my damn stuff, daddy doesn't have the right to it! I'm going to go into his room and get my damn stuff back, I look up at the clock as I start up the stairs and realize I was sitting down in the living.