Safehouse, CIA
West Berlin
February 24 1981

The Intel from Da Nang mentioned the name Anton Volkov, revealing a connection to Perseus. One of Volkov's minions, Franz Kraus, was set to meet with Volkov in East Berlin. It's the perfect opportunity to shed some light on Perseus's plans.
I slept for thirty minutes but my head can only think about my first mission after my injury at Trabzon Airfield.
It's time to take revenge for me, all the dead people and... my parents.
I want to examine one by one all the evidences we have about him.
On the board there is a photo of Anton Volkov with his signature.
He has the same Adler's glasses but Volkov isn't as handsome as Adler wearing them.

Damn Bell, focus on the mission.
I read the photo's description:

A Russian mafioso in Berlin.
Once a puppetnaster from abroad, Anton Volkov now spends significant amounts of time within the German Democratic Republic, drifting between East Berlin and the Stralsund waterfront. Prostitution rings, drug trafficking, weapons sales: few underground markets have gone unmarked by his hands.
His name us the encypted Perseus dossier must have significant.

Seems he has a lot of illegal things to think about.
The second evidence is a photo of Franz Kraus with his signature.
A young man with mustaches that seems more competent than Volkov.

A slow corruption.
From what the UK's Military Intelligence, Section 6 (M16) has gathered, Franz Kraus is one of Anton Volov's key pawns in East Berlin. Krauts lives and works close to the Wall, often passing back and forth between East and West Berlin. Presumably w is Volkov's chief courier of information and cash.
Kraus grew up in Dresden before relocating to Paris for a decade after graduation. Apparently his chief aspiration was to make a respected name for himself, but during that period M16 believes Kraus first became involved in organized crime. In 1972 he returned to Germany, where he was remained ever since, falling further into darkness.

That's exactly what I imagined looking at him.
While the Volkov's photo express evil the Kraus's photo express sadness.
The third evidence is about a surveillance reel of Franz Kraus.

Trailing the middle man.
Franz Kraus has been under the microscope of M16 for two years now, ever since an agent recorded him during surveillance of Leon "Six Fingers" Dubray. The focus of attention immediately changed from Dubray to Kraus.
(translated from German)
"If you think I'm going to (unintelligible) my son by going around Volkov, you're insane. Find yourself another lawyer."

So he has a son and he's very attached to him.
After all he has a soul.
Then there is an East Berlin meeting reminder with the hour and the place.

Catching the big fish.
One of Jason Hudson's East Berlin assets, Greta Keller, has informed the team of an opportunity to get to Anton Volkov. According to a source within Greta's network, Volkov is scheduled to meet with Franz Kraus at a bar several blocks away from Kraus's apartment. Greta will arrive incognito at the bar in advance, where she will give the team any additional information she has to share.

I wonder what kind of women she is. Like Park or more soft?
The next evidence is a U-Bahn Newspaper Clipping.

If you can't go over, go under.
According to a recent column from a West Berlin newspaper, the frequency of border crossings between East and West Berlin has recently increased, with many attempts exploring the underground tunnels of the U-Bahn train network.
The vulnerability of that system is the reason Adler and his team plan yo use it yo get cross the Wall. Even with the increased police presence in the closed station, careful planning should allow access to East Berlin without conflict.

Are we going to use an underground to cross the Wall? I like the idea. In this way we will be hidden from ungrateful eyes.
The next evidence is more interesting; it's a blueprint of Franz Kraus's apartment.

Home sweet home.
This is a recently blueprint of Franz Kraus's apartment near the Wall in East Berlin. If the meeting between Kraus and Anton Volkov goes as expected, it might be necessary. However, the team needs to be ready for all contingencies. If the Central Intelligence Agency needs additional intel Kraus's home, they will be ready.

Kraus's apartment is really big and if I'm not wrong there will be his son and his wife.
Things start to be complicated.
The last evidence is not really an evidence, is a weapon. I'm curious what we will use it for.

Tranquilizer gun.
Lawrence Sims keeps a few of these stocked I the safehouse for special occasions. In the case of the East Berlin mission, he recommends keeping one handy during infiltration into the city, in the event that the team needs yo trail Anton Volkov or Franz Kraus into a tight environment with innocent bystanders present.

Everything is clear now.
"First we will use the underground, then we will meet Greta at the bar, then we will reach Kraus's apartment-."
"You need to relax, Bell." - says a voice behind my back. He covers my shoulder with his hand and this gives me shivers. I can recognize this hand between thousands of others.
"Adler." - I turn around.
"Everything is gonna be fine."- Adler smiles.
His teeth are as white as the snow.
"I- I don't know. In the last mission I screw up." - I show him my bandages.
"Don't say that, you did a great job."
He pulls down my shirt and for a while his fingers touch my skin.
I close my eyes because I want more contact but it will so awkward to ask.
"I bet your wound is already a scar now." - he wishpers looking into my eyes.
"I don't know. We can check it after the mission."
I hold my breath waiting for a reply.
"Sure. By the way, I was wondering if you wanna smoke outside, you seemed so stressful."

When Adler and I go outside it starts to getting dark.
"I hope I will not ruin everything this time." - I sigh laying againist the safehouse's door.
"Trust me, you won't. And it wasn't your fault. We get the informations we needed from Arash anyway." - Adler says smoking. " This time we have the dark and the underground to cover us."
I look at the cigarette in my hand then at the dark blue sky.
I try to don't cough when I smoke.
Even if it burns my throat it makes me relax a little bit.
Adler has almost finished his cigarette when I have just started.
"What are you staring at?" - he suddently asks.
"At the stars. I like them"- I tell him.
He shoots a small smile. "I know."
"How you know that?" - I ask curious.
"Because when you watch the sky I watch you."
My heart starts to beat faster.
"And I want you to look at me like you look at them."