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Daniel
Daniel's office was on the third floor of a building that didn't look like it had offices in it at all.It was a small space, one room with two windows that looked out over a parking lot, a desk with a chair behind it and a chair in front of it, and a bookshelf against the far wall that was filled with books Nathan didn't recognize. There was no certificate on the wall. No diploma. No framed license. Just the desk and the chairs and the books.Daniel was in his fifties, thin, with gray hair and glasses and the kind of calm expression that came from listening to people talk about terrible things for a living."Sit down," he said.Nathan sat."Coffee?""No.""Water?""No."Daniel sat down behind the desk."Erik told me a little about you. Not much. Just enough that I'd know what to expect.""What did he tell you?""That you've been through a lot. That you've lost people. That you've spent the last few years fighting a war that was never really yours. And that you're having trouble sleep
My name is Daniel
Three weeks passed.Nathan didn't do much. He slept in the back room at Frank's bar, even though Frank wasn't there anymore — Frank was in a holding facility waiting for his hearing, and the bar was closed. Nathan had the keys and the run of the place, and nobody bothered him.He woke up late. He drank coffee. He walked around the city.Sometimes he went to the gym. It was a new gym, one that had been built after the old one burned down, on the east side. It was smaller and darker than the old place, but it had a ring and it had a punching bag and it had a floor that could take blood. He spent a lot of time there, working the bag until his knuckles were raw and his arms were heavy.It was the only thing that made the days go faster.---Erik came by once a week to check on him.He never stayed long. He'd come in, sit down at the counter, and say something like, "You look like hell," and Nathan would say something like, "I feel like hell," and then they'd talk about nothing for a while
Aftermath
The sun was coming up by the time they got Marchenko into a holding cell.Nathan stood outside the building on the east side — a private security facility that Erik had arranged through a contact — and watched the sky turn from black to gray to something that almost looked like morning. His body was tired. His hands were shaking. He hadn't slept in almost forty hours.But it was done.Marchenko was inside. His men were inside. The records were secured in a second location that only Nathan, Erik, and Alexei knew about. The church basement had been emptied and the cabinet had been moved.Paul Dreyer was sitting on a bench against the wall of the building, his hands folded in his lap. He hadn't tried to run. He hadn't tried to fight. He had just walked out of the church with the rest of them and sat down on the bench and waited.Nathan walked over to him."You're not going to run?""No.""Why not?"Paul looked up at him."Because I'm tired. Because I've been running for fifteen years. Be
Stand trial
Paul Dreyer led them out of the market through the west passage, past the empty stalls and the broken concrete, to a car parked on the street beyond the chain-link fence.Marchenko walked in front with two of his men on either side. His hands were empty, but Nathan knew that didn't mean much. A man like Marchenko didn't need a weapon to be dangerous.Alexei fell in beside Nathan."You're letting him walk," Alexei said quietly."I'm letting him lead us to the records.""And after that?""After that, he goes to a cell."Alexei looked at him."You think he's going to just walk into one?"Nathan didn't answer.They drove across the city in three cars. Paul was in the front car with Nathan and Alexei. Marchenko was in the second car with two of his men. Erik followed in the third car with two of the men from Dmitri's operation.The streets were quiet at that hour. The city was asleep. The only sound was the hum of the engines and the occasional hiss of tires on wet pavement.Paul directed
Some Deal
Marchenko watched Nathan lower the gun and smiled.It was a small smile. Not triumphant. Not mocking. Just the quiet satisfaction of a man who had been right about something."You're smarter than I gave you credit for," Marchenko said."Don't mistake this for mercy," Nathan said. "I'm not letting you walk because I forgive you. I'm letting you walk because you're going to give me what I want."Marchenko tilted his head."And what is it you want?""The records. All of them. Not copies. Not pieces. Everything.""That's what I offered.""You offered safe passage. I'm offering something different. You give me the records, I don't kill you. But you don't walk out of the city either. You walk into a cell."Marchenko's smile faded."You want me to turn myself in.""I want you to stand trial. For what you did to my wife. For what you did to everyone else."Marchenko shook his head slowly."That's not going to happen.""It's the only offer you're getting."Marchenko looked around the market. H
Paul Dreyer
Nathan stood in the middle of the market with his gun at his side and stared at the man who had been running his life from the shadows for years.Paul Dreyer. The voice. The man who had placed Frank in the city. The man who had paid for Ryan's hospital bills. The man who had sent a preacher to bury Sarah. The man who had been watching Nathan since before Sarah ever met him."You," Nathan said."Me," Paul Dreyer said."You've been watching me for years.""I've been watching over you for years. There's a difference."Nathan didn't lower the gun."Frank told me what you did. He told me you paid him for information about Sarah. He told me you called him after Ryan got sick and made him an offer he couldn't refuse."Paul Dreyer didn't deny it."I did.""Why?""Because I needed someone inside the city who could tell me what was happening. Someone who could keep an eye on Sarah. Someone who could keep an eye on you.""You were spying on me.""I was protecting you."Nathan laughed. It wasn't
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