In a cart used on the Huygens football field to transport tackle dummies, Caydance's IBM 386 computer and Hayes 1200 baud modem arrived dangling wires in her classroom. On the steep San Francisco hill where the art school was located, problems pushing the cart had occurred. Griff, who usually parted with her in the courtyard, arrived in the Tuesday classroom with the cart -- and Caydance. They were about five minutes late. Most of her students were already there.

Sitting beside the classroom door was the US military-trained former cultural attache to Leningrad, easily recognizable by his West Point Black Knights hockey jersey, which, where the sleeves were cut off at the shoulders, revealed well-muscled arms. His hair was blond, bleached white on the top. He was wearing tight black jeans with two bulges, one of which looked like a gun. *Yuri?* The last time Caydance had seen Yuri in her classroom was when her brother Jack had sent him at another time in which Mackie Alarie's whereabouts were unknown.

Yuri and Griff greeted each other with their accustomed male bonding mixture of jovial friendship and competitive hostility.