The Hindu entered Kirill Menzhinsky's small office behind the Indian souvenir shop in the Tangier Zocco Chico and said, "The operative Anton is on the receiver."
The agent superior of the Chrezvychainaya Komissiya for North Africa looked up from his desk and grunted acceptance of the message. He came to his feet and followed the other into a back room and took his place before a mouthpiece and screen.
The man whose party name was Anton nodded a greeting.
Kirill Menzhinsky said, "It's about time I heard from you, Anton."
"Yes. But the situation has been such that it was not easy to report."
"And now?"
"Briefly, I am at El Hassan's headquarters. You were correct. He is in actuality Homer Crawford. The others you mentioned are also with him, including the traitor Isobel Cunningham."
The Soviet Complex's agent allowed his eyebrows to rise.
Anton said flatly, "The dame has evidently renounced the party and now holds high rank in Crawford's inner circle."