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Hello.

Oh, no.

Good morning.

You're late.

I'm sorry, Philby, but I needed my oil changed, so I just decided to take it

While I was there, I had them rotate the tires and detail it. And then the

library is just a couple blocks away, so, you know. You really hate doing

inventory, don't you? I brought donuts.

Hey, how about I make you a cup of tea to go with your donuts? How about we get

started on this inventory?

You know, it's only once a year, Samantha.

The sooner we get it done. Oh, look, mail.

Good.

Samantha Kinsey and Philby.

What is it?

An invitation to a private book signing at the Espionage Writers Convention.

Private signing?

Who's the author?

That Russian author, Alexander... Zaitsev.

Yeah, that's it. I read his last book.

I think I have it here somewhere.

Oh, here it is.

In the Cold of Night.

It's about a Russian spy who gets trapped in West Berlin before the wall

up. He has to figure out a way to get to the East.

I couldn't put it down. It was so real, it was almost like he was there.

He was.

Really?

You mean, I'm going to meet a real Russian spy?

Ex -Russian spy.

Do you know him?

Only by reputation.

His code name was The Magician.

I can't tell you how many times we thought we had him figured out, only to

realize that he'd sent us off on a wild goose chase while he's off doing

something entirely different. Would you rather not go to the book signing?

Zaitsev was doing what he thought was best for his country at the time.

He had a job to do, and he did it.

Just like you did?

Talking about jobs to do.

You better get started on this inventory.

That convention is about a week away.

How about I make you some tea?

What kind of donuts?

The yummy kind.

Mr. Zaitsev, I hope I'm not bothering you. I just wanted to meet you before

signing. I'm a big fan.

Samantha Kinsey. I run the Mystery Woman bookstore.

Come on, Al. Let's get ready for the signing. I'm sorry, Ms.

Kinsey, but I must go.

Oh, please, Mr. Zaitsev. It's Samantha.

And maybe we can continue our conversation after the signing. I would

Samantha, very much.

I am very good, and I am very serious about this as a creator. I mean, if

like, I can give you a brief description of my new novel. Look, Mr. Boxworth.

It's Bosworth. Whatever.

I'm a buyer for a major chain of bookstores.

I'm not interested in a self -publishing author.

Excuse me.

Ms. Hofstadter, I'm Jonathan Stansfield. I'm so glad you could attend my little

gathering. It is little, isn't it?

I just hope you can find a way to make it worth my while, Mrs. Danfield.

Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll get the show on the road.

Samantha.

You see that woman standing over there?

Yeah, what about her? She keeps staring at me.

I wonder why.

Hmm.

Let's go find out.

Excuse me.

I couldn't help but notice your necklace from across the room. It's so

beautiful. Oh, goodness, thank you. It's a smoky topaz from the mines just

outside of Istanbul.

At least, that's what the man in the jewelry store told me when I bought it.

I'm Lydia Cranston.

Samantha Kinsey. I run the Mystery Woman bookstore here in town.

And this is my associate, Philby. How do you do? How do you do?

Have we met before?

It's possible. Have you attended other conventions?

Yes. There's your answer.

I'm a buyer for a group of independent booksellers. I must go to at least 25 of

these things a year.

If I may have your attention, please, we'll be starting the signing in just a

moment. If everyone would please form a line, we have complimentary copies of

The Shadows for each of you. After the signing, there will be a Q &A with the

author, Alexander Saitsev.

And after that, I'll be ready and waiting to take your orders.

Here.

Alexander, this is Mary Hofstadter. Thank you.

Ah, Samantha.

I thought perhaps you had left before you got a signed copy.

I wouldn't think of it. I've been looking forward to this ever since I got

invitation.

Are you feeling all right, Alexander?

I'll be fine.

Just a bad case of jet lag.

I'm getting old.

Only in the pages of my books can I pretend to be young again.

Very

sweet.

Thank you.

I'd like to introduce you to my associate, Philby Cross.

Philby, this is Alexander Zaitsev.

I almost feel as if we're old friends, but that's not entirely accurate, is it?

Perhaps not in the past, but hopefully in the future.

I would like that very much.

Okay. Do you want a contract?

Your title's in all 1 ,600 vendor stores?

Of course.

You better reassure me Zaitsev's next book is going to be a winner.

My last three acquisitions were a bust, and my job is on the line. I need a

blockbuster, and I need it now.

All

finished?

Good.

If I could have everyone's attention, please. Mr.

Seitzoff has an announcement that he'd like to make.

Thank you,

ladies and gentlemen.

As you know, I write spy novels, fiction.

But what no one knows is that they are all based on true life experiences.

My experiences. I was for 40 years an undercover agent for KGB.

I have recently completed a new non -fiction book on the Red Mafia, the

masters of the Russian criminal underworld.

During the course of my research...

I've discovered that they have infiltrated to the highest level of the

government, and I've recently learned how they have managed to gain such

prominence so quickly by being fed vital information from a double

agent, a mole, within the American intelligence community. I have named

person in my next book.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

That do it for you, Mary?

Oh, I think you've got a contract, Jonathan.

We need to talk.

Yes, but not now.

When and where?

I'm staying here at the hotel.

Room 213, come to me in three hours. But please, I must go.

I need my rest.

He just announced that he's going to name a double agent.

And by doing so, he just signed his death warrant.

Why would Alexander announce what he was doing?

Why not just publish the book and put the name out there?

I know. With 100 ,000 copies, everyone would know, and he wouldn't be putting

himself in danger.

It just doesn't make sense.

Well, I'm sure he had a good reason.

He'll probably tell us later when we see him. We?

You're not coming, Samantha. What do you mean? Of course I'm coming. Not this

time. I have to talk to him alone. But, Philby... I mean it.

All right.

As much as I would like to be there, I trust your judgment.

After all, you know a lot more about this world than I do.

I do.

Alexander, it's me, Philby.

Alexander? Samantha.

What is it? What happened to you? Run!

Run!

Alexander, how badly are you hurt?

You must finish the game, Philby.

What game?

Everything is in the shadows.

Alexander.

Okay, Paul.

Do me a favor. You step back for a second. Thank you.

All right. What do we got?

One dead body. Male, approximately 70 years old. He's a Russian national.

Oh, great. An international incident. Please tell me it was a heart attack.

I don't think so, sir. We found this.

It's a used syringe.

Get these people back, will you? They're corrupting my crime thing. Get back.

What else you got?

We think we have a witness.

You think?

A woman hit by a car, Samantha Kinsey.

They're getting ready to take her over to a county now. Samantha?

How bad is she? We don't know yet.

I'm going to the hospital.

I'll meet you there as soon as I finish this.

She's in the ICU.

Did you put it all together?

Pieces. The driver of the car was a maid at the hotel. She just got off her

shift. She said she was driving and, I quote, the young lady just came flying

out of nowhere right in front of my car. Do you believe her? No reason not to.

We did find signs of a scuffle by Zaitsev's body.

Well, it's possible that Samantha surprised the killer.

They struggled.

And he shoved her out in front of a car.

That's what I'm thinking.

Under that scenario, she could identify the killer. I've ordered a 24 -hour

guard on her.

Ms. Hillman, chief.

Doctor. How is she, doctor?

Unconscious, but stable.

Stable is a good sign for someone who sustained her injuries.

Which are?

She has a broken arm, possible internal injuries. I'm waiting for those tests to

come back now.

There's a strong possibility that she may have suffered a concussion. We'll

monitor her closely.

We should have more information in the next 24 to 48 hours.

Do we have to wait that long before we can see her? No.

She'll be out of ICU in an hour or so.

She'll be moved to her own room then. Thank you, Doctor.

Have a good night.

I'll be right back.

I'll come back and check on her.

You've been here all last night and most of today.

Why don't you go home for a while? I'll stay with Sam.

I spoke to the doctor.

She's stable.

Come on, Phil B.

You need some rest.

I'll call you if anything changes.

oh okay

Philby, I've been expecting your call. Are you aware of what's been going on?

Regarding the magician?

There were rumors that he was up to something.

He's dead.

Any idea who's responsible?

No.

That's why I'm calling you.

Who can you send?

Other agencies already have assets in place.

Can you trust them? Who do you trust, Philby?

No one.

Precisely.

Chief Connors, we need to talk. I thought you were going to go home and

rest. I promised a long time ago that I would protect Samantha.

I failed in that.

All right, Philby. Tell me what you know so far.

You heard about the announcement Alexander made the other night about

the double agent.

I think that's why he was killed.

Did he say who the double agent was? He said he would name the mole in the

manuscript of his next book. And where is this so -called manuscript?

I was supposed to meet him that night in his hotel room. When I got there, he

was missing.

The room had been searched, and I think the killer took the manuscript.

And they had to eliminate the one person who could identify him.

We're gonna get whoever hurt you, Snoopy.

I promise.

So you ladies didn't see anything the other night? No.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

Mary Hostetter?

I'm investigating the murder of Alexander Saitsev.

I'd like to ask you a couple of questions.

I already gave a statement to the police.

I don't think there's anything else I can add.

Well, your statement said you and the group were coming back following an

-party. Was anybody else from the book signing at the reception?

Not that I could think of.

It was a very exclusive event.

Well, the report says you were interviewed at the same time as Wes

Lydia Cranston. Were they at the reception?

Who? Wes Bosworth? That wannabe writer?

There's no way he would have been invited.

And Lydia Cranston, I don't even know who she is.

She has red hair.

She walks with a cane.

She's a book buyer. I know everyone in this business. I've never even heard of

her.

Now, will you excuse me?

My panel?

Yeah. I'm investigating the murder of Alexander Zaitsev.

Could have a moment of your time.

Not really. I got work to do. I'll be quick.

I already made my statement to the authorities.

I was in the hotel lobby replacing light bulbs when I heard the commotion. By

the time I got outside, police were already there.

Well, did you see anybody?

Told you.

Didn't see anything.

Have to get back to work.

Be in trouble if my boss knows I was talking to you.

Stanfield. Yes?

Your assistant told me where I could find you.

Is there anything you could tell me about the events of the other night?

Well, not much.

I was asleep in my room the whole time.

The first I heard of it was the next morning when the cops came to tell me Al

was dead.

Did Alexander give you a copy of the new manuscript?

He promised to get it to me by the end of the week. Well, did he make an extra

copy? Maybe on a computer disc?

That's not the way Al worked.

He wrote all his novels on an old manual typewriter.

He'd send me the only copy, I'd have it translated, and we'd be set to publish.

I'm sorry, I've got to go. I hope this was helpful to you.

Wes Bosworth?

I'm investigating the death of Alexander Zaitsev.

I need to ask you a couple of questions.

Where did you go right after the book signing?

I went to grab a bite to eat, and I got back to the hotel just after the

accident happened.

Well, did you hear or see anything unusual?

No.

Well, wait a minute. Now that you mention it, I did hear something

know that woman with the cane?

Lydia Cranston. Yeah, that's her. I heard her tell the cops that she hadn't

anything, but I saw her coming from right where the accident happened. She

to have seen something.

Thank you.

Excuse me, detective.

As you probably know, I'm here trying to find a buyer for my novel, but I make

my living as a freelance reporter.

Is there any way I could tag along while you investigate?

This story's huge.

I don't think so.

Okay. What about an interview once it's all over?

Let me know if you change your mind.

Bishop to Queen's Pawn 4.

Pawn 4.

You must finish the game, Philby.

Bishop to Queen's Pawn 4.

I thought I'd find you here. You started without me, Philby. Anything

interesting turn up? Did your text photograph all this?

Everything. Good.

I'll want copies.

Philby.

What's going on?

I can't believe I missed it. Missed what?

The manuscript.

We didn't find the manuscript.

I know.

I was so concerned about Samantha.

It never occurred to me. What didn't occur to you?

I'm on it. I'll get to it as soon as I can. I've got to get out of here first.

That's Lydia Cranston.

I've been looking for her all day.

Filby.

Are you going to tell me why she was carrying that cane if she doesn't need

That's a good question.

So you're going to tell me about the manuscript? I thought you said the

had it. I was wrong.

Alexander hid it.

He had no intention of meeting me in his room the night he was murdered.

Why not?

He trashed his own room.

That would explain a no -force entry.

and why the only fingerprints they found were the deceased and the maids. Yeah,

but he left a clue for me to find.

It was the only thing in the room that was untouched. What clue?

It's the chessboard.

Now, the only thing I have to do is figure out what it means, and then we

find the manuscript.

I don't like this at all.

Whoever tried to hurt Sam is still out there.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Relax, son. I'm just going to get some coffee.

You want some? Oh, no thank you, Chief.

Six cup right here.

Six cup?

Unfortunately.

Coffee's right down there.

This is Connors. What do you got for me?

Look, and I'm telling you, I want Dyceps Autopsy ASAP.

Okay.

No problem.

Hey.

Hold it. Hold it right there. Get your hands up. Get them up.

Now put that syringe on the table nice and easy.

Where were you? Jesus, I... I don't want to hear it. Go get me the charge nurse

right now.

I'm going to find out who you really are.

If there's nothing else, Chief Connors, we'll be leaving now.

I think that'll do. Sorry about the mix -up.

Chief Connors?

Where am I?

You're in the hospital, Snoopy.

Don't you remember what happened?

Oh, I was hit by a car.

Yeah.

You gotta wake up. This is important.

Someone attacked you before you were hit by the car.

They did.

Do you remember who attacked you? Could you identify them?

I don't know.

I don't remember.

Chief Connors.

What are you doing here?

I'm taking a personal interest in this one, kid.

You may be a pain in the backside, Snoopy, but you're my pain in the

Bobby?

How do you feel?

It's really hard to focus my eyes.

It sounds like bacon's frying in my head.

You have a concussion.

I remember trying to help Alexander.

And after that, it's kind of a blur.

The doctor said it's common with head injuries to forget the event that caused

the injury.

What if I never remember?

Don't worry about that.

You just concentrate on getting better.

What about Alexander?

What happened to him?

Alexander's dead.

We believe the same guy who killed Alexander attacked you when you tried to

him. And then he threw you in front of a car.

But who?

There's nothing you can do about it now.

I don't want you involved.

I'm already involved.

That was my fault.

So wait.

When have I ever passed up an opportunity to stick my nose where it

belong?

I'm involved.

I'm going to stay involved.

Miss Kinsey, and how are we feeling this morning?

We feel lousy and don't like being in hospitals.

Yes, well, unfortunately, you are stuck here for a while. I have to run a few

more tests before I let you go.

Sir, I'm sorry, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. We need to take Miss

Kinsey in for a follow -up CAT scan.

Okay, doctor.

I'll see you later.

And I'll fill you in.

Cassie, Philby.

Samantha's awake.

I just thought you might want to know.

Okay. Later.

Physician? Yeah. I

guess

I fell asleep again.

Toby, I really appreciate you being here, but shouldn't you be out

investigating? I'm where I need to be.

Hey, Sam.

How you feeling?

Oh, I've been better.

I stopped by your place. I got the makeup, the hairbrush, a bunch of other

stuff. It's the girl thing. Thank you, Cassie.

Are those files regarding me and Alexander?

It's okay, Cassie.

I said I'd fill her in.

You sure you're up for it?

What have you got?

Forensics, photos, and best of all, the autopsy results.

There you go.

What do forensics say? Nothing at the crime scene. It was a complete bust.

Interesting, isn't it? Mm -hmm.

What is it? Cause of death was an injection of a massive amount of

enough to render him unconscious immediately and kill him within a matter

minutes. But he wasn't unconscious. I remember him talking to me.

Apparently, Alexander had built up a tolerance to morphine. Because his body

riddled with cancer, he was taking morphine for the pain.

And the killer knew he was on morphine and was prepared to make it look like an

accidental overdose.

Then you interrupted the killer and the killer tried to kill you.

So... Why would a dying man travel halfway around the world to go on a book

tour? He had to.

Think about it, Samantha.

It was the best way to get the manuscript out of Russia.

Because if he didn't get it out of the country before he died... It would have

been destroyed by the very people he was trying to expose.

The Red Mafia.

That's who the double agent was selling information to.

And he was willing to sacrifice the last few weeks of his life in order to right

a wrong.

But we have got to find out who killed him. No, we don't.

We've got to find the manuscript.

It's the only way to identify the double agent.

I still don't get why he hid the manuscript.

For the same reason he had to get it out of Russia. He knew he was dying.

And if he died before it was published, then the double agent may never be

exposed. I think he was trying to get it to Philby.

He knew that Philby would make sure it ended up in the right hands. But he was

killed before he could tell me where he hid it.

The clues that he left for us were his insurance policy.

But only someone who knew how he operated would be able to figure them

that was you.

Oh, I've got to take this. Chief Conner.

Chief, Chief, what's up?

Counselor, I'm bringing in a suspect for questioning.

Who? The deceased publisher, Jonathan Stansfield.

What's the evidence implicating him? Well, it seems Mr.

Stansfield's been getting a little greedy.

He's been under -reporting the sales on some of the books.

And the source of this information is valid?

As valid as public court record can be.

So how do we go about finding Alexander's manuscript?

Well, he didn't have much time to prepare. Only had a couple of hours.

He would have used ordinary items that he had close at hand.

But I think it all revolves around the items that he left in the hotel room.

This is one of the clues that Alexander left us.

The chessboard and maybe the phone book.

What do they mean?

I have no idea.

There's a game in progress on the chessboard.

But it doesn't say who has the next move.

Doesn't tell us anything.

What makes you think this chess game is anything more than just a chess game?

Because of what Alexander said to me before he died.

He said, you must finish the game.

I've been looking at it, and I've been trying.

I've compared the chess board to every classic chess match in recent years,

hoping it would give me something, an idea of what he was up to.

But I've never seen a match like this, ever. Did he say anything else?

The last thing he said to me was, everything is in the shadows.

That's when I knew he wasn't going to make it.

The shadows?

That's the title of his last book?

Of course.

We need to read the book.

Hey, Philby, Chief Connors is bringing in the suspect for questioning. Want to

come?

I should go.

I'll see you later, Sam.

Why would... publisher under report sales to avoid paying proper royalties

the authors bingo turns out a couple of months ago there was a lawsuit filed by

four of this guy's former authors they're suing him for millions in unpaid

royalties that's why stansfields was so anxious to make a deal with bendis

bookstores he needs a lot of money to pay back those authors and he forced

alexander to announce the contents of his book publicly very controversial

content which generated

a big book deal. With the author's untimely death, it sealed the guarantee

big sale. Which I'd say makes him a pretty good candidate for Zaitsev's

But why kill the author before he's handed in his manuscript?

Perhaps Stanfield has the manuscript.

One knows where it is.

It's worth checking out.

Care to observe?

I still don't understand why you've brought me here.

Well, the statement that you made the morning after Mr. Zaitsev was murdered,

you said that his new book, the one he just finished writing, was a guaranteed

bestseller. Now, was that an exaggeration, or do you really believe

Believe it?

I'd stake my reputation on it. Why?

Well, a bestseller like that would mean a lot of money for your company,

wouldn't it? Yes, my company stands to make a healthy profit.

Would you happen to have the manuscript for that novel?

I'm sorry, I couldn't understand you. No. With the author dead, no agent, no

heirs, you would have complete control over the percentage of royalties, right?

I hadn't thought of that, but I'm sure Al had a trust or something. You hadn't

thought of that.

What are you implying? I know all about the lawsuit.

It's a nuisance suit, an accounting error. I don't see what that has to do

Al's...

You don't think I had something to do with Halstead?

Don't leave town, Jonathan.

Well, Counselor, have we got a case? The motive is pretty weak, and without any

physical evidence tying him to the crime, we don't have much.

I know it's not the strongest case, but at this point, what else do we have?

Get some hard evidence.

Yeah?

Does Kinsey feel up to seeing anyone?

Who's he? Chief said he's a friend of Mr.

Zaitsev's. He flew in from Russia to claim the body. Sure.

Miss Kinsey, my name is Yuri Slipchenko.

I am a friend of Alexander Zaitsev.

I still cannot believe that he's dead.

No, neither can I. You seem like such a nice man.

So, if you don't mind me asking, Mr. Slipchenko, what can I do for you?

Please, it is Yuri.

I just wanted to thank you in person.

Chief Connors tells me you tried to help Alexander before he died.

I wish I could have done more.

What I do not understand is why someone would want to kill Alexander.

How well did you know Alexander?

Alexander Zaitsev and I were friends for over 40 years.

Before he became a writer, he worked for the government as a trade attache. Did

you know he was dying?

Alexander never told me how ill he was.

But I should have suspected something was wrong when he started missing our

weekly chess games.

You and Alexander played chess.

Can you tell me anything about this?

Ah, yes.

It is the game Alexander and I were playing by phone. It was his move.

Do you have any idea what his next move might have been? Alexander could be very

unpredictable. So in this game, was Alexander black or white?

Alexander was always white.

I really must be going.

Miss Kinsey, I need to make arrangements for the transportation of Alexander's

remains. Thanks for stopping by.

She's sleeping. Why don't we come back later?

I am not asleep.

I'm just resting my eyes.

Chief Carter, is that anything worthwhile?

That remains to be seen.

I have been studying the forensic report and photos until I'm blurry -eyed.

Did you get a chance to finish the book?

Yes. In The Shadows, the main character, the spy, has to get information to his

contact without being caught.

So he leaves a series of clues for his contact to follow to the dead drop.

How it works, the spy dropped a crumpled wrapper from a pastry shop in the trash

near his contact.

When the contact goes to the pastry shop, he finds the next clip, an arrow

chalked on the outside of the building.

He then follows that arrow to find his next clue. So what you're saying is that

each clue leads you to the next one. Which will, in the end, finally lead to

manuscript. Why are you laughing?

as the simplest way to pass on information ever devised.

I was certain he'd use something more complicated than that.

Something that would be hard to break, like a code based on the chess game.

But this, this is so simple.

What next?

Well, we have to figure out which one of these is the first clue.

Well, according to what you told us about the book, this must be it. It's a

chess move.

Bishop to Queens, pawn four.

Now, all I gotta know is...

Was Alexander black or white?

Alexander was always white. How do you know that?

A friend of his is in town to claim the body. He stopped by to see me.

So, if white makes that move on the chessboard, what does that mean?

That means black has the next move.

Nothing more than that? Not that I can see.

It's just a chess move.

Right back where we started.

Wait a second.

I just remembered something I saw in the forensic report.

Okay, here it is.

Traces of calcium carbonate, which is chalk.

were found on one of the pages of the phone book in Alexander's room.

The page had been folded down. Kathy, there's a phone book right in there.

you hand it to me?

I think he folded down that page and marked it for you to find,

Philby. Page 455.

Look what just happened to be on page 455.

Listing of pawn shops.

Very good, Samantha.

There's at least a hundred here. Where should we start? I think this would be a

good place.

Buying or selling?

Neither.

I'd like to ask you a couple of questions, please. Who are you?

It doesn't matter who I am.

What really matters is who she is. And who might she be?

She? might be Assistant District Attorney Hillman.

And we could do this the easy way or the not -so -easy way. Ask away.

In the last couple of days, did a guy come in here with a Russian accent?

Old guy?

Looks like he was on his last legs?

That's him.

That's something he wanted to pawn.

Thought he must be pretty hard up to want to pawn this.

Told him I could only give him a couple of bucks for it. It's probably more than

it's worth.

Can I see that, please?

Did he say anything when he brought it in? Just that I should sell it to the

first person that asked for it, that he didn't need it anymore.

How much?

I'd say 39 bucks should do it.

Nice doing business with you.

Can I help you?

So what do you think this could mean?

It's a miniature of the council at St. Andrews in Scotland.

That's where modern golf was invented.

How do you know that?

I was there.

More importantly, so is Alexander.

So what could this mean?

It's a reference that he and I share.

Could have something to do with golf.

There's a Sunset Country Club. Samantha and I have golfed there, but it doesn't

have a castle.

Then that's too far.

He was on foot the night he was murdered. The clues should be within

distance of each other.

I know where there's a golf course that has a castle.

What kind of golf course in Walden has a castle?

Come with me.

We checked out the castle inside and out twice.

Played a round of golf to check out the course and zip. We find nothing.

It was a noble effort.

It bore no fruit.

I wish we knew what we were looking for.

It wouldn't be in a busy place.

Someplace serene.

Alexander hated crowds.

His Emma was a loner. Golf course and arcade were in his thing.

Thanks for checking out my ideas, Philby.

You can check every avenue.

Whatever it is we're looking for, it wouldn't be hidden.

He would have planted it in plain sight, someplace open, obvious.

Let me call Sam and give her an update.

Hello? Hey, Sam. Hey, did the miniature golf pan out? It was another complete

bust. When Philby said St.

Andrews had something to do with golf and castles, I thought this might be the

place. There's St. Andrews Mausoleum out at the cemetery.

Why don't you check that out?

Spooky. Believe me, there's no one here who can harm you.

Well, it's still spooky.

This could be the place.

It's open, and it's obvious.

Wait for me.

What are we looking for? Shark mark.

Or maybe even a drawing.

I hope it hasn't worn off. That's if it were here in the first place.

We should split up.

We can cover more ground quicker.

I'll go this way.

You check over there.

Okay. I'll go over there.

Kath, come take a look at this.

In plain sight, yet protected by the bench.

It's chalk.

Just like in the book. Do you think this might be it? I don't know what it

means, but it looks like a shield.

Or a coat of arms because of the lion head. Well, whatever it means, it means

we're getting close.

Come on, let's get out of here.

I'm not familiar with this coat of arms.

You know, maybe there's a hidden clue within the clue itself.

It could be.

Could we go?

I really don't like this place at night. No!

Kathy, are you hit? No, I'm okay. Are you sure? Yeah.

How are you feeling?

Much better. My head's finally getting back to normal. The next clue was at the

mausoleum. I think we're getting close.

And apparently the killer does too.

Someone took a shot at Cassie and me.

Did you see who it was?

I saw a car speeding away, and I think Lydia Cranston was behind the wheel.

Why would she want to kill you?

Well, just before the shot, there was a red laser beam that attracted my

attention. It came from one direction, and the shot came from the other.

They were trying to warn you.

You're being released from the hospital in the morning.

I'll fill you in then. Philby, we have got to get that manuscript.

I got a feeling we're running out of time.

Whoever killed Alexander is looking for the same thing we are, and if they get

to it first... Alexander would have died in vain.

You get some sleep.

I've got something to check out.

Bye. Bye.

Counselor, I heard your name come over the radio in connection with the shots

fired call.

Wanted to make sure you were okay.

Thanks, Chief. I'm okay.

So who called it in? I did.

And you are?

Ned Campbell, night caretaker.

Did you see anybody else prowling around?

No. It's usually very quiet around here at night. I would imagine so.

Well, thank you, Mr. Campbell. This officer over here is going to take a

statement from you. Jackson, take a statement from this gentleman.

What were you doing prowling around here?

Looking for something. Something to do with Zaitsev's murder?

Sort of.

We were looking for clues that might lead to some evidence.

Looking for clues at a mausoleum? Philby and Samantha think Alexander left a

trail of clues for Philby to follow that might lead him to where he hid the

manuscript of his latest novel. If we follow the clues... We. You keep saying

we. We who?

Philby and I. Philby was here.

Where is he?

Alexander? What happened to you? Run!

Run!

Miss Kinsey?

You alright?

Bad dream, huh?

Bad dream.

Everything's alright.

Someone took a shot at me tonight, and I think someone else tried to warn me.

Whoever took a shot at me, tried to kill Samantha, I

intend to find that person.

It was more vivid than a dream.

Well, it means your memory's coming back.

Yeah, slowly, and all these confusing bits and pieces.

Don't worry about it.

The doctor says it'll take a little time.

Exactly what did you see after the accident?

Well, I saw someone standing there, but I couldn't tell who it was.

And then I saw light glint off of something.

Something metal?

No, it was more reflective than that. It was like stone or glass.

Maybe it was a piece of jewelry.

Did you see anything else?

Based on what I remembered last night, I don't think I saw the killer's face.

It was too dark.

I'll take it from here. Okay. Would you take that bag, please?

Mm -hmm.

Thank you.

You know, I can walk.

Sorry, Smith. Hospital rules.

You have to ride out.

Oh, he'll be weak at my purse. I forgot it over there.

I spilled some things out of your bag.

I want to make sure I get them all.

Yeah.

That's everything.

Let's get out of here.

I told Chief Connors the guard wasn't necessary.

I'm not leaving your side until the killer's caught.

Was that a bug on the phone?

An audio transmitter.

Someone could hear everything said in your room.

Well, now we know how the killer has been tracking our progress.

Yuri, what are you doing here? They will not release Alexander's body for a few

more days.

I had some time on my hands, so I thought I would come and visit you. But

appears I'm too late.

Oh, I'm sorry. Yuri Slipchenko, this is my friend Philby. Philby, Yuri

Slipchenko. It's a great honor to meet you, Philby. What brings you to this

country, Mr.

Slipchenko? Yuri.

Please. Here is a friend of Alexander's. Ah, yes.

Alexander's friend.

His closest friend.

His death is a great loss to me. I'm sure it is. I merely came to see how

healing process is developing.

She's in good hands. I'm sure she is. Thank you.

You have any idea who he was?

Alexander's friend.

Do you remember what Alexander's code name was?

Magician? That man's code name was the MC.

As in Master of Ceremonies? Why?

He ran the whole show.

It wasn't Alexander's friend.

It was his handler.

At one time, he was one of the highest ranking members of the KGB.

Come on, Philby. I mean, he's even older than Alexander.

He's got to be retired by now.

That high up, you never retire.

Now, what is he really doing here?

What do you mean? Think about it.

What if he's one of the corrupt government officials that Alexander

Well, that would mean that he could be Alexander's killer, but he didn't get

into the country until after Alexander's death. Are you positive about that?

No.

I guess I just assumed.

Well, we can't continue to look for the manuscript until I know specifically

when he really arrived in this country.

We've got to get back to the store.

I've got some inquiries to make.

Thank you. Sure.

Well, it looks like a lion in a shield with a spear through it.

Well, at least I didn't waste my money at art school. What could it mean?

Whatever it means.

It has to be near the hotel.

So, we're looking for a shield or a coat of arms.

No. Knights, arms, apartments.

Where? It's on 8th.

It's just a couple blocks from the hotel.

Alexander must have gone there the night he was killed.

And that's where he was coming from when he got jumped by the killer.

Let's go.

You think you should be doing this?

I feel much better.

If you begin to feel ill, we're coming right back.

Don't worry.

I'm just along for the ride.

Let's go.

So what are we supposed to do?

Play chess?

I don't think so.

I think we should check out each tile and see if we spot anything.

It's too obvious.

Oh.

Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah, I just got a little dizzy.

Sit down.

We should go.

No, I'm okay. We should finish up here. Are you sure? It passed. Yes.

I'm okay.

I've got something.

Here's another one.

They're chess moves.

It's a continuation of the game that Alexander and Yuri were playing. And it

looks like they're in order.

Here, black rook to king's knight five.

Black rook to king's knight five.

White bishop to queen's rook four.

We found 15 moves. I wonder where they'll lead us. In the ends of the

manuscript. Right now, the chessboard at Mystery Woman.

You see that red car?

It's been following us.

Are you sure?

Positive.

Stay here. I'll be right back.

Why are you following us?

This is the only way I could get the story.

I'm a reporter. I make my living getting the inside scoop.

A big story like this doesn't come along that often. Think of the headline,

death of a KGB spy.

What would it hurt to let me tag along? I promise I will stay out of the way.

You won't even know I'm there.

You have no idea how dangerous that could be. You're way out of your league.

You stay out of it.

You want to check and see if I got any answers to the inquiries I sent out.

Yuri Slipchenko? Among others.

Which others?

Just about everybody who was there that night Alexander was killed.

I want to see if I have any matches of any current government personnel.

In the meantime, why don't you set up the chessboard the way it was the night

the murder?

Anything? Nothing yet.

Hopefully.

I'm going to match up the hotel security cameras. How did you get the hotel

security tapes?

I know.

I know. You have your ways.

Okay, Alexander had the next move.

It was bishop to queen's pawn four.

Now, black rook to king's knight five.

That's it.

What is it?

The game is over.

What do you mean, the game's over?

Well, that last move put the game in checkmate. So where does that leave us?

Yes, that was Alexander's last clue. He told me to finish the game, and I

finished the game.

But where is the manuscript? Does the board tell us where the manuscript is?

No, the board just tells us that black won. And according to you, Alexander

played white.

Yuri wins the game.

So all those clues just led us in a big circle?

It doesn't lead us to the manuscript.

Where does it lead us? Nowhere.

That was the magician's last illusion. The grand deception to lead everybody

away from where he hid the manuscript.

And that would be?

I don't know.

Okay.

The night Alexander died, you were supposed to meet him.

Yeah, but he never showed up, so I became concerned.

And I went out to look for him, and that's when I found you lying

Alexander about two yards away.

You said that he told you to finish the game.

What else did he say? The last thing he said was, everything is in the shadows.

Those were his exact words.

Well, no, he said it in Russian. So he said, in the shadows, in Russian.

Yes.

Why? When I first started to read the novel in the hospital, I thought I was

going crazy.

I was reading it, it was in Russian, and then I fell asleep, and all of a sudden

it was in English when I woke up. Here, look.

It's written in Russian.

Sylvie, he gave you a different book.

I bet this is the new manuscript in Russian.

Sorry, Samantha.

This is just the Russian edition of The Shadows. He wrote your inscription in

Russian.

Oftentimes, The Shadows serve not only to conceal those who wish

to do evil, but also to protect those

who seek to do good. Very poetic.

Maybe it's a code.

Those who wish to do evil.

What are you doing?

This is what Alexander wanted us to find.

And it was right under our noses the entire time.

Negative.

This can't be the manuscript.

There are only six pages.

It's a list of dates and places of meetings, along with payments made and

purchased.

This could implicate the double agent.

Alexander said he was going to name the double agent, so why didn't he?

Because he didn't have the name.

He set himself up.

To draw the double agent out, knowing that they would have to kill him. And

the manuscript before it was made public.

I was wrong about that, Samantha.

The clues weren't to draw everybody away from the manuscript.

They were meant to expose the double agent, and if we're following the

So is the killer.

So all the clues were a wild goose chase.

There is no manuscript.

I got some hits from the hotel security camera.

Walden has turned into a nest of spies.

These two don't surprise me, I guessed as much.

But this one, hmm, has an interesting talent to have.

It explains a lot.

I think we both know who killed Alexander.

And who was listening in the hospital room.

And Alexander's room was probably bugged. Do you have a plan? It's time to

Chief Connors.

See, the subject has entered the room.

Cover the hallway.

Police! Freeze!

Get your hands where I can see them. Don't move. I'm only looking for the

manuscript. It's rightfully mine.

I know it's here somewhere.

So you killed for it.

Greed, the oldest motive in the book. You'll have to prove it. Oh, I believe I

can do that.

We're taking you in.

Get behind your back, sir. Come on. You'll lose your badge over this. I'm

shaking. Get him in the elevator. Read him his rights. I'm sick of looking at

him. Keep moving.

Get the elevator.

All right, sir. Just keep walking.

We're going to take you downstairs.

Read you your rights.

This way.

Hey, Mr. Philby, I can explain.

I, uh... You can drop the act.

I know who you are.

And more importantly, I know who you work for.

Then you won't be too surprised by this.

You had me fooled at first.

But when you were at the Knight Psalms apartment complex, you had a good

explanation for being there, and I believed you.

But then it occurred to me, you had to be there, because you couldn't listen in

anymore. You planted the bug in Samantha's room, and you were listening

everything we said.

That's how you got to the mausoleum before Cassie and I did. You shot at me.

You knew we were getting close.

You wanted me out of the way.

You figured you could find the clues on your own. I thought you might be rusty.

But you're more observant than I gave you credit for, Filby.

Well, the one thing I couldn't figure is how you knew I was looking for the

manuscript in the first place.

But you didn't have to hear what we were saying.

Now, did you, Wes?

You're a lip reader.

Your job at the agency was to interpret surveillance videos, especially those

without sound.

I speak five languages.

I'm a man of many talents.

Talents put you in a position to give valuable information to the Russian

Until that time came along.

Alexander was going to expose you.

So you killed him. I had no choice.

I couldn't let the manuscript be published.

You figured after he was dead.

It steal the manuscript and destroy it, and your secret would be safe.

But it didn't work out that way.

Now did it?

How was I to know the old fool had hidden it?

You weren't the only one looking for the manuscript.

And you had to find a way to follow his clues without arousing suspicion.

That's where you came in.

All I had to do was listen in while you followed the clues.

Check.

Then where is the manuscript?

There is no manuscript.

Why all the clues if they just led to nothing in the end? I didn't say they

to nothing.

They led to something very important.

They led to you, Alexander.

He knew there was a double agent.

But he didn't know who it was.

You mean if I hadn't followed the clues, then we would have never known your

identity. There's just one last loose end to tie up.

Don't move, Bosworth!

All right, it's over.

No manuscript, no proof.

It's his word against mine.

Did you get everything?

Miss Kinvey!

Everything came through loud and clear.

You're not the only one who can rig a wire.

Let's go, bud.

So why the wig?

I didn't know who the double agent was. There was a chance we could have met

before. And you didn't want to compromise your identity.

You know how dangerous that could be.

Philby was right. You did recognize him at the convention.

Yeah, it was the spring of 78, Geneva.

I was on one of the backup teams.

I saw you.

I didn't see you.

A good backup team stays out of sight of the primary agent. You warned Philby

outside of the mausoleum. Why not just yell to him? Why train your laser on

Cassie's head? I wasn't supposed to get involved.

We had heard that Alexander was up to something, and after he was killed, the

best way to figure out what was going on was to follow Philby.

I was sent simply and strictly to watch and report.

The agency's not allowed to operate on U .S. soil.

It's the jurisdiction of the FBI. We had alerted them, but they just didn't seem

too interested in the information.

We were interested.

Like Panoff.

FBI. No offense, but you're not very good at undercover work.

I made you the first time I spoke to you at the convention center. And very few

handymen or hospital janitors are wearing Harvard class rings.

And your shoes.

Well, work boots would have been a better idea. Not really a field agent.

My specialty is following the money trail in drug cases.

Then why did they send you?

It was short notice. I'm the only one in the local field office who speaks

Russian.

Courtesy of my Russian grandmother.

All right, folks, let's wrap this up.

Right over here.

All right, sir, we're going to get in the car.

Right here, sir.

I got it.

You gonna drive?

Yeah. All right.

It's his glasses I saw that night, wasn't it? I imagine so.

You all right, Snoopy? Yeah.

You know, I was wondering...

How did you get Stansfield to go along with that whole little charade back at

the hotel room? Turns out that unpaid royalty lawsuit, it's now a criminal

Mr. Stansfield is facing grand theft and fraud.

So I convinced him.

If he helps us, I'd put in a good word for him. Won't do him any good.

Probably not.

Did you tell him there is no manuscript?

Yes, I did.

But I don't think it's sunk in yet.

He was really counting on that manuscript to be his ticket to financial

Looks like Mr.

Stansfield's going to have to pay back those writers the hard way, which I'll

tell you doesn't bother me one bit.

Come on.

Take it home.

It's good, isn't it?

Alexander was a wonderful writer.

Yes, he was.

I'm going to miss him.

As will I.

Gary, what are you doing here?

I've come to say goodbye.

I hope you do not mind.

No, not at all.

Chief Connors was kind enough to drop me here after letting me into Alexander's

room to get his belongings.

I wanted to come by to thank you for all you did.

To give you this.

Alexander's favorite hat.

I think he would want you to have it.

Thank you.

Can I offer you some tea?

I'm afraid I cannot stay. I'm taking the last flight out.

My taxi should be here any moment.

We'll walk you out.

That would be an honor.

After all this time, it is a pleasure to have finally met you, Philby.

Samantha, do not be sad.

Alexander gave his life to protect the country that he loved.

It is what he wanted.

Then no one will know what a great thing he did.

It doesn't matter, Samantha.

Alexander said it best.

Oftentimes, the shadows serve not only to conceal those who wish to do evil,

also to protect those who seek to do good.

I think Yuri orchestrated this whole thing.

Of course he did.

But always remember, Alexander was a willing pawn.

It's getting cold. I'm going to go inside.

You coming?

In a second.