Safehouse, CIA
February 25, 1981

When Park, Lazar, Adler and I enter trough the principal door of the safehouse a delicius smell goes inside our noses.
I don't know what time it is but I can feel it's very late because I'm so tired.
But I need to eat first, I'm starving and the only meal I ate was the knackwurst wich Adler brought to me.
"Look who is back!" - Woods says to Mason.
Mason is serving the meal on each dish on the table in front of the board.
When he hears the Wood's words he turns around.
"Hey, guys! Dinner's ready!" - Mason shows to everybody the omelette he cooked.
He seems very proud of it.
"Who are you? My mother?" - Adler jokes.
"Oh, c'mon! You can show me more gratitude, you know? I prepared a real meal, so we won't eat some canned food tonight, like we always do." - Mason shows his omelette.
"Yeah, you prepared the food when we were out there risking our lives." - Adler replies.
"I know, I know. But it seems you're all fine, aren't you?"
Adler fakes to shot Mason with an invisible gun. Mason falls on the floor and we all laugh.
An hour ago I tought to die, killed by Volkov, and now we're all laughing under this roof:
this is the best thing of being a soldier.
We sit down and start to eat.
"So, how was the mission?" - Mason asks eating the first bite.
"Was great, until a Greta's contact betrayed her. And before Bell was captured." - replies Adler quietly, like it's a normal thing nowadays.
"Shit! What happened?" - Woods asks watching us.
"I was captured by Kraus in his house. Luckily I found the briefcase before he... you know. Then I heard someone asking for help inside one of his wardrobe. It was Greta." - I say looking down. "She was- she was tidied... I tried to save her but then Kraus hit me from the behind. I lost my senses. I woke up in one of their hiding places. There were Kraus, some soldiers, Greta, Volkov and Richter." - I explain eating the meal.
"Who is Richter?"- Mason asks.
"He's Greta's contact. She told me to save or neutralize him. I choosed to trust him..." 
"What's next?" - Mason is curious to hear the whole story.
"After a short talk with Volkov he said I'm a good resource but I've been damaged. I don't know what it means. He called me Comrade too, like we were partners or something. "  - I drink some water.
My team look at each other worried, like they know something I don't.
I decide to not tell what he said to me before I captured him. Maybe he was just trying  to manipulate me.
"After that Volkov pointed a gun to my head but before he could shot," - I say watching Park, Lazar and Adler " -they saved me."
Adler looks at me with a smart smile.
Only us know how much we were surprised seeing each other .
Suddenly someone clears his throat in a side of the safehouse.
We all turn around. Who could it be?
The whole team is with me, nobody of us can be there.
My heart jumps when I notice a male figure sitting on the Sims' desk.
I relax my muscles: it's only Hudson.
I don't like him as I like my team but I have to deal with it if I want to work in the CIA.
When he's around Adler becomes like one of us.
Hudson is the boss here and he's way more important: he's the one who gives orders and we have to obey.
Everytime I see him I become nervous and I think he hates me.
He's wearing a long black duster jacket and a pair of sunglasses but Adler is way better wearing them.
His head turns to me and I immediately low my eyes. He makes me feel uncomfortable.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you about his visit." - says Mason to Adler, clearly uncomfortable as me.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your party but I hear you have accomplished your mission." - Hudson starts talking. His voice is deep and without emotion." I hear also that someone of you-" - he looks at me.
Adler, who is sitting next to me, noticing Hudson's attitude, puts an hand on my leg under the table.
The contact gives to me many emotions.
Everytime he touches me I feel like an electric discharge starts from the point where his hand is and goes around all my body.
I gratefully look at him, he smiles and keeps listening to Hudson.
- " was caught by Volkov, however you captured him and took the information we were looking for. Well done." - Hudson finishes.
" Thank you, Hudson." - Adler says. " But why are you here? The mission was successful."
"I'm here because we need to analyze what's inside that briefcase."
"I saw some photos of a bomb... or something like that when I opened it." - I explain.
"It's worse than I thought." - Hudson wishpers. "Quick, finish your dinner. I give you five minutes while I finish to write the letter to the President." - after saying this he goes to another room.
"This must be important." - Park says with a serious voice.
"We're jumping on a mission to another." - Lazar considers taking a sip of water.
"There are too many clues." - Woods adds. " How we can think to connect them all? It's not only a war fought with weapons but with minds too!"
"But we have some benefits wich our enemies don't. Let's finish the dinner, then we will analyze this briefcase or - whatever." - Adler takes a sip of wine.

After Woods and Mason cleaned the table and put on it the all documents we need about Vokov.

Hudson comes back.
Adler opens the briefcase and we see what's inside: many photos of a nuclear bomb.
They're exactly as I saw them in the darkroom, under the red lights.
The whole team go around the board and wait for Hudson and Adler's orders.

"The information from Volkov confirm our worst fears; Perseus smuggled a nuclear device through East Berlin." - he says watching the pictures on the table.

There are even some measures on them: they must thought about that nuclear device very well because they have already a project.
"Maybe they didn't start to built it yet." - I suggest. " It can be only a project."
"We can't be certain of that yet." - Adler supports my words.
He looks at Hudson smoking a cigarette and the light reflects on his sunglasses.
I feel again this strange emotion in my stomach : is it because of my wound or is it because of him?
The whole team look at Hudson, waiting for his orders.
" I'm sure it's nothing. They can't have a nuclear device, for god sake." - Woods says.
"He has it. I'm sure of it." - it's Hudson's conclusion.
"We found encrypted geocordinates with Volkov's nuclear intel: an unpopulated region within the Soviet republic of Ukraine." - Park adds. She shows some files with the geocordinates.
"An aereal recon run revealed this...."- Hudson projected some videos on the wall, taked on an helicopter.
It shows an area covered by a giant forest: the perfect place where you can hide something secret.

Wait, how does he know the exact point?
We have just told him! There is something strange or maybe he suspected it from the beginning, who knows. He has many resources.
Then a black and white photo appears on the wall: it's the geocordinates's place.

"The construction is big and in the middle of nowhere." - I observe. "They might actually hide something in there."
"I need to do a call. I'll be right back." - says Hudson.
"I want to know everything that's going on inside this building." - Adler looks at the whole squad. "We'll need the others for this one. Mason and Woods will join us from Kiev."

He takes out the map and draws a red line around the place and writes "perimeter" and "INFIL POINT" with the color blue.

He has the marker's cap in his mouth while he keeps drawing.
I can't stop watching him. Why do I feel like this again? The only thing I know is I can't take my eyes off from him.
"Bell, you'll infil here with Woods. I know you can do this."
Shit. Another mission?
He takes a post-it and write on it "INFIL 30 MINS".
He marks where the enemies' helicopters are, the radar towers and the main gate.
Then he draws an exfil point at the opposite side of the infil and the extraction point, not for away from the building.
"Mason and I will be standing by for an extract. Park will handle comms. We have no idea how large or prepared their forces will be, so use discretion if you have to engage. It's time we took a peek behind the Iron Curtain." - Adler concludes.

Hudson comes back with the big white phone in his hand.
"Yeah, book immediately the fly." - he closes the call and watch our faces one by one. " You have a fly this morning to the Ukraine. No excuses."