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guy, Ruslan Kashin, has acquired several local girlfriends.” Zain brought up three file pictures. “These two Filipina domestic helpers, Louisa Guzman 24, and Sarah Alpino 26, and this is Annette Liam, 18 year old Singaporean student at Sang Nila Utama Polytechnic.”
    â€œRecruiting drug mules?” asked Lee from PMO.
    â€œYes, we believe so, Lee,” Zain continued without missing a beat. “Donovich has visited this woman, Guo Ying, 36 years old, a Chinese national with a ten-year-old boy in school here. She works as a hairdresser but prostitutes herself in the evenings. Donovich has used her services on three consecutive nights.”
    They studied the picture of the woman. She was slim and in a harsh sort of way, good looking. She had hair tinted brown, tied up in a bun and wore a pair of hot pants and a tank top.
    â€œDonovich joined Wang Yu in the Silver Screen cinema. We believe there has been a drop. They sat next to each other. The Russian slipped out to the washroom, did not return. Following the suspected drop, we managed to access their hotel room and found minute traces of heroin dust on the floor. We also lifted some good finger prints.”
    â€œWe believe they’re planning to move the heroin and soon, via these drug mules,” interrupted Lowe. “Heroin double wrapped in condoms, swallowed or pushed up, ah , body cavities.”
    â€œIsn’t that highly dangerous, what if the condoms burst and how much can they transport?” asked the woman deputy, not hiding her incredulity.
    â€œFor a million dollars a month, the women are expendables,” replied Zain.
    Lowe interjected, “Not too long ago the Swiss arrested a Nigerian with 123 condoms of cocaine in his stomach, about 1.7 kilograms. A woman can easily carry about 1.5 to 2 kilos in her stomach and other parts. The four women can easily move 6 to 8 kilos.”
    The female deputy blushed and fell silent.
    â€œYou said they’re getting ready to move,” Lee brought the discussion back.
    â€œThat’s right, Lee. The Russians confirmed their flights to Moscow. The four women are also booked on the same flight, all the tickets paid for in cash.”
    â€œWe have the new scanners in place. Wouldn’t these pick them out?” asked the male deputy.
    â€œYes,” replied Zain and turned to Lee. “Do we pick them up or our original plan stands?”
    â€œMinister Teo’s decision to follow the bread crumbs stands,” Lee surveyed the small group. “If there’re any changes, I’ll alert you.” Then, turning to Zain, he asked,
    â€œMoscow, who do we have in Moscow?”
    Zain brought up two file photos, one of a forty something Eurasian man with haunting good looks and the other of a woman with fine elfin features, piercing grey eyes fringed by thick eyelashes. It was difficult to say whether she was Chinese or Indian, blessed as she was with the golden skin of the Oriental but the deep double eyelids of a Caucasoid.
    â€œBenjamin Logan, embassy security detail. Ex-army, First Battalion, Commandos. He suffered a parachute accident, downgraded and transferred to Civil Defence. He asked for a transfer to Foreign Service and has been in Moscow for several years now.”
    Then pointing his laser beam at the next picture, Zain continued,
    â€œTara Banks, cultural attaché but handles special assignments for the Home Team.”
    Zain checked his notes and shook his head indicating that was all he had on Tara Banks.
    Lee noticed the gesture and quickly took over. “It’s a pity that all of you missed Benjamin Logan, quite an affable man.” He continued,
    â€œHe was in Singapore not too long ago attending to some personal matters, death in the family, quite tragic, a suicide.”
    Uncle Smiley puckered his lips and made a note on his writing pad.
    â€œI don’t understand,” said Lowe, his comment directed at Lee. “Officially