Guess Whos Coming to Kill You

Lets face it, Alex: you were the KGBs top assassin, and they paid you off. Just as we might. A cushy lieutenant-colonelcy in Tokyo, riding pour le sport, a yacht, your pick of Eurasian dolls Like? We can do you better in the USA, Alexcome on over, and bring your secrets with you. That was FACEs pitch to the would-be defector, and it got results. Witness one hell of a nice courier slashed and dumped in a Tokyo alley. Maybe Agent Pete Brook could make jolly Alexs dream come true. Except what did Krylov really long for in America: wine, women, and songor a dramatic return to the murderers trade?