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implant in the cell next door. What they wanted with
either of them was beyond Hammer. He didn't think
for a minute that Godzilla really thought that he was
a spy. That was a line out of a bad forties movie.
But beyond the fact that his jailers were Bosnian
Muslims, he had no idea what political faction they
belonged to or what they wanted out of him. Under-
standing the tangled politics of the region wasn't his
strong point. In fact he could barely name the three
major ethnic groups, and the various subfactions in
those groups were completely beyond him.
Now he wished that he had stayed awake more
often in the political-orientation classes back in Italy.
All he had been interested in had been the know-
your-enemy classes. He had soaked up the details of
the weapons he would face, their characteristics, their
limitations and the men who would be using them

against him. There had been nothing in those classes,
though, about midair collisions with stray MiG fight-
ers.
Since he had been blindfolded most of the time
after his capture, the pilot hadn't been able to see
much when he had been brought to this place. But
from what he could tell, he was being held in some
kind of old castle or fortress. Considering the history
of the region, he wasn't surprised. Before the war,
the most recent war that was, there had even been
Roman buildings still in use in some of the cities.
Turkish castles dotted the landscape, and there were
hundreds of old stone structures still inhabited. It was
fitting that he was being held in a stone castle: it went
with the ancient politics that had brought him here.

DRAGAN ASDIK HAD CUT short his interrogation of
the Yankee spy so he could examine the wreckage
of the crashed spy plane the man had been flying.
He didn't know much about aircraft, and the plane
was smashed to pieces, making it difficult to see how
it had looked when it had been intact. But even so,
he could see that it didn't look like anything he had
ever seen before.
"According to my superiors in Tehran," Naslin
said as he surveyed the crash site, "the Yankee's
airplane is very valuable, even in the condition it is
in. They say that it is one of the radar-invisible
stealth fighters that bombed Baghdad without being
seen and they want to examine it."