John Michael Strubhart

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He had a direct line to Admiral Gorshkov, with no yeomen or secretaries to bar the way. “Comrade Admiral, this is Padorin.” “Good morning, Yuri,” Gorshkov said pleasantly. “I must see you immediately. I have a situation here.” “What sort of situation?” Gorshkov asked warily. “We must discuss it in person. I am coming over now.” There was no way he’d discuss this over the phone; he knew it was tapped.
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