Chapter 30 - Evil is Getting the Upper Hand

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The two shadowy black stealth jets continued to roar over southern Europe. Forty-four

liked to stay way south of Germany when moving around Europe. His travel back from France

would take a little longer, but detection and interception would be less likely. They were flying

supersonic after all, what's another hour in the big picture. On approach to the Russian border

and the Caucasus Mountains Forty-Four resumed the lead of the two-plane formation.

The planes came in extremely low over the Black Sea, creating a small wake from the

powerful exhaust of the RASP engines. Although highly trained and disciplined, Forty-Four had

some superstitions. He took a flight path up and around the peak of Mount Elbrus. The pilots of

the KGB always circled the highest peak in western Russia when they entered and exited their

country. This path honored Prometheus, the titan who gifted humanity with fire and the art of

civilization and was then betrayed by the god Zeus and chained to the mountain‟s eighteen-

thousand foot peak for all of eternity.

After the pilot‟s tribute, they turned northeast and headed for KGB headquarters, where

Maximillian would be awaiting their return. The Rasputin estate consisted of the converted

Vysotsky Monastery. Maximillian needed a cover for KGB operations headquarters and the

heavily walled compound was perfectly suited to the task. With a ridiculous amount of money,

he paid the Orthodox Monks to give up the rights to the Monastery and relocate to a new home.

The beautiful deep blue minarets and fourteenth century architecture were a deep contrast to 

the high tech world of the modern KGB headquarters located within the walls and under the old

fortress. When Vladimir the Bold constructed the fortress in the late thirteen hundreds he could

not foresee that only two hundred years later Ivan the Terrible would add to the then decrepit

structure the addition of a beautiful five domed cathedral. Finally restored to its original 

purpose of providing security to the homeland by Rasputin, the fortress housed mass amounts 

of treasure, fine art and the latest in start of the art weaponry and vehicle propulsion 

technology.

The two VTOL aircraft hovered briefly over the open square in the middle of the fortress

waiting for the hidden landing bay doors to open up and give them access to the aircraft hangars

two stories below the surface. Maximillian was at the hangar door waiting for them to touch

down. Forty-Four stepped down from the cockpit and approached Max. As he greeted his

leader, he also handed him the large Petorium crystal they retrieved from Jacques apartment.

Max smiled at the sight and weight of the crystal, "Forty-Four, looks like you ran into

some trouble, our scanners picked up only three people returning in our airplanes. Do you have

the rest of these fine crystals?"

Forty-Four never liked to give bad news to Max, hesitantly he answered, "Sir, we were

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