An Aegean Prophecy - Jeffrey Siger [71]
‘Well, he has a reputation as a pretty wild partier, always with an English-speaking entourage, and if we somehow can break into his crowd for a few hours, there just might be someone in there we could tempt with the story.’
There was a noticeable pause on Andreas’ end of the line. ‘Yianni, what sort of shit have you been taking?’
‘No, listen, Chief, if we can get the right guy interested—’
Andreas cut him off. ‘Why on God’s earth would one of the richest men in the world give a rat’s ass about what a monk in Greece is doing to embarrass the Russian Church?’
Tassos answered. ‘As a matter of fact, that might be the only part of what sounds like a wild-ass plan that’s a sure thing. If the rich guy bites, I’m sure it will get back to the right person.’
‘Are you two sharing the same bong?’
Tassos laughed. ‘No, asshole, listen. After the fall of the Soviet Union, some young Russians made a lot of money in highly questionable ways and left Russia to live big capitalist lives elsewhere. A lot of old, ex-socialist types who remained in power back home were jealous of what they called the “oligarchs” and came up with a plan. They offered those newly rich a choice. Share your wealth with us, or Mother Russia will bring you home to stand trial over how you stole from her to make your fortunes. A few examples were made through all-expenses-paid, long-term vacations to the gulag life, and voila, the others started paying. But the oligarchs still are deeply resented, and there’s always someone else wanting a piece of them.
‘Exposing such a serious assault on the Russian Orthodox Church could buy our Mykonian oligarch a hell of a lot of good will. Remember, many of Russia’s current leaders are deeply religious and no strangers to the Russian monastery on Mount Athos. They know what’s at stake there.’
‘Damn you both,’ said Andreas. ‘I’m supposed to be at Lila’s parents’ this evening.’
Kouros spoke. ‘Look, Chief, maybe you’re right and we should forget about it. It’s really just a far-fetched idea, anyway. Not even a plan. We’d have to get you some sort of introduction to the oligarch, find some way to get him to want to hang out with you, and then—’
‘Whoa, what’s with all this “you” crap?’ said Andreas.
‘You’re in charge of the investigation. You’re the only one with enough credibility to be believed. You both speak English, and you’re also the only one of us who fits in with the look of his crowd.’
‘I beg your pardon,’ said Tassos with a smile.
‘What else were you going to say?’ said Andreas. He sounded testy.
‘You have to convince him you’re drunk enough to be honestly confiding secrets to a total stranger at five in the morning in a Mykonos party bar.’
‘Damn, damn, damn. And I bet the plan has to start today.’
‘Don’t see a choice,’ said Kouros. ‘He’s probably here only for one night, then off to wherever for Easter.’
‘Ah, Eastertime on Mykonos,’ said Tassos. ‘A perfect example of spiritual and temporal coexistence. All of the island’s Good Friday church rituals strictly observed during the day, followed by its nearly as hallowed party traditions through the night.’
‘What time would I have to be there?’
‘Not before two,’ said Yianni.
‘It’s almost two now.’
‘I mean in the morning. These guys don’t come out until two at the earliest.’
‘Great, I can’t wait to tell Lila I’ll be spending Good Friday and Saturday on Mykonos hanging out in bars, getting drunk with wildly partying Russians. Let me talk to her first. Not sure I want to wreck my life here any more than I already have over what sounds about as crazy a plan as any I’ve ever heard.’
‘Thank you,’ said Kouros.
‘I’ll see what I can do about arranging an introduction through my mutual friend,’ said Tassos.
‘Not yet, I have to speak to Lila.’
‘Don’t worry, it won’t be a problem. Besides, she would love to see you.’
‘Who’s “she”?’
‘The lawyer for the oligarch on Mykonos. You remember Katerina. She always asks about you.’
Andreas hadn’t seen Katerina since