Re: [IC] Chapter Two - Andrey's Op
Even though Vasliyev anticipated the results, he couldn't suppress a slight involuntary shiver. Memories of Jakarta welled to the surface...
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Jakarta, Indonesia
6 weeks ago
Adi's message was frantic and violated standard protocol. Normally, if an asset went off the rails like that he'd have someone else in-country look into it and, if necessary, sever all ties. If you couldn't practice even basic tradecraft then you weren't worth the trouble, he'd always reasoned. The problem was, his other contact Dwi Su, had gone black 2 days before... that and there was a certain desperation that, rather than warn him off, drew him in.
Andrey had always believed he was a cautious man. His recruiter had admired that about him - even in the initial days of courtship before he'd joined the GRU, he'd been wary, skeptical... careful. So why was his instinct telling him to move on this? It didn't matter - he was in Indonesia now and he needed to connect with Adhi for this proposed crash meeting.
The time came and went for the meeting and Adhi never showed, nor did he make the fallback meeting. Andrey reached out to known associates and the story was the same from all of them: Adhi hadn't been seen in a few days and it'd been at least a week since anyone had seen or heard from Dwi.
Vasliyev circled Adhi's block a twice to be certain he wasn't being tailed before parking across the street from the building. It was times like this he really wished he'd spoke the language... but what the hell did he need to know Indonesian for when he had assets in country? He shrugged to no one in particular and climbed out of the car and made his way in.
What he found inside caused him to wretch involuntarily. It's not that he was unaccustomed to death - he served during the first war in Chechnya and witnessed first hand the horrors of combat and the ways in which it can ravage the human body.
Adhi had been tied to a chair and he recognized the method of interrogation that must have employed. He observed how the ropes bit tightly into his wrists and ankles as he must have struggled greatly. Vasliyev also noted that they employed more than just their fists with their questions - Adhi's bare torso a ruin of cuts and burn marks. But it was his face, or what was left of it, melted by some strange caustic material that caused Andrey to have such a violent physical reaction.
Andrey pulled himself together and quickly searched the room. He knew that he didn't have nearly enough time or help - an apartment, even a small one, would take at team of 3 at least 4 hours to properly search and he wasn't certain that this place wasn't under surveillance. That being said, he couldn't just leave without at least giving it a quick once-over. As soon as he began, he realized that whoever had been here before him had already been through the apartment so the likelihood of finding anything was diminished even further.
Perhaps it was blind luck or chance (though later he'd realize it was neither) he found an envelope sealed in plastic and sunk to the bottom of the toilet tank. Inside were grainy photos and a poorly written up dossier for one Tri Budi and an alleged rendezvous with Dwi.
Dwi? Had that faithless dog sold us out?
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Snapping out of his reverie, Andrey once again focused on the task at hand. As much of a pain in his ass Hoffman had been up til now, he was grateful to have him - tailing someone without being noticed is much easier with a team than trying to do it solo. "TransOz Shipping..." he muttered to himself. This played into what he knew about Tri Budi's investing into intermodal shipping but brought him no closer to knowing what they were shipping - materials, people... others?
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