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A Short Summary of Skin the Wolfe
After 7:20 Ivan Sarnoff is in prison, but his mob is very much alive and avid to take their revenge upon Horatio Caine and his team. Under the authority of Sarnoff's second in command, a green light is placed on CSI Wolfe and a hitman picks up his trail. In order to save his skin, Wolfe is forced to play a dangerous and rather esoteric game with his shadow that will lead him across the Atlantic Ocean and into Europe, where some European colleagues seem to have similar problems with the Russian mafia and are more then willing to help....
While Horatio and Frank Tripp try to figure out, how one of their CSIs could disappear from the surface of the planet, CSI Miami meets the Organised Crimes Division of the Paris Criminal Police in an exciting game of hide and seek with the Paris brand of the Russian Mob.
Prologue-The Debt Collector
The young man opened the back door of his beautifully restored 1966 Ford Mustang, bend down , took the small dog and put him on a comfortably fluffy blanket. Then he helped the elderly woman into the car. " Just a short phone call, Babushka, and we'll be off to the shopping mall!" He told her kindly.
The woman returned his smile, strapped on her safety belt and folded her wrinkled hands contently in her lap. She was extremely fond of her Alijosha. He did so well in his business in Miami and he took good care of her. And he was a beautiful boy! His father and mother would have been extremely proud of Alexeij, had they lived to see his success story in America.
Alexeij Danilenko smiled at his granny through the car's windscreen and pushed the speed dial button on his cell phone.
He loved the old woman dearly and enjoyed it thoroughly to spoil her rotten. No money in the world was enough to pay back what she had done for him!
He still remembered his difficult childhood days after his father had succumbed to a cancer caused by exposition to radioactive material on his submarine and his mothers long, slow decline into alcoholism, that had ended with a tremendously bloody suicide and himself left to the graces of Russia's failing social security system and gory orphanages.
If not for Babushka Marja, Alijosha would have never made it.
His father's mother – although dirty poor then and hardly able to provide for herself- had taken in the orphaned child and worked her hands off in Nizhnevartovsk Neftegaz Maintenance Plant in order to give him decent food, decent clothes and a decent education.
Almost immediately after his graduation from Western Siberia State University as a computer specialist, Aljiosha had taken the opportunity to leave behind post-Soviet misery and slip away to the United States and sunny Miami. His sponsor had been an old friend of his soldier father Valentin, Ivan Sarnoff, ex-KGB and a man of principles - who had managed to make the best of both worlds and a large profit from the decline of the USSR.
As soon as Aljiosha had made a place for himself in Ivan's business, he had taken the utmost care to get his granny out of post-Communist Russia and into warm and sunny Miami.
It had been very pleasing to see, that Ivan Sarnoff approved his choice and had been very supportive in making Babushka Marija, her small dog and the six dustbin cats she'd brought with her from Nizhnevartovsk at home in the Sunshine State.
"Slushaiju"
Aljosha immediately identified his correspondent as Sarnoff's second in command Vladimir Nevzorov. Valodija was the owner of fancy and legendary Miami beach restaurant "The Forge".
"The vet and his son have left together with two plain clothes officers. I suppose they are and the slug managed to get them into witness protection." He explained immediately. He was still furious with this preposterous underpaid, redhead CSI lieutenant who had tricked Ivan into a prison cell and it was only with the utmost difficulty that Alexeij Danilenko managed to keep hatred out of his voice and stay professional with Nevzorov. If it would have been for him only, he would not have taken 'Babushka' and the dog, but rather a sniper's rifle in order to rid them of Caine.
"Otlitshno" – "Very good!" Nevzorov replied in a professional voice. "I do not care about that vet and his offspring. Let them go!"
"The little Wolfe in Sheep's clothing did not follow Caine back into the building!" Aliosha explained. "He is heading for his car. Seems as if he had a hard night and a pretty hard day."
"Even better!" The anonymous voice on the cell phone replied."That one is ripe for collecting. I see to it that he never sees another sunrise!"
Alexeij Danilenko chuckled. " You are ready, Valodija?"
"As ready as can be!" The other man answered in Russian." Everything is in place. That slimy little bastard is in for the worst moment of his god-damned existence. He took the debt of the vet and now he shall pay it…with interests! I get things moving and you take care of Babushka!"
Danilenko laughed softly, closed his cell phone and pushed it into the pocket of his Gucci jacket. He was heavenly satisfied with Nevzorov's reply. Now he could take Babushka out for a nice shopping at the mall. Nevzorov would send out the 'bratjia' to Ryan Wolfe's place in order to explain to the preposterous Irish shit what it meant to interfere with their business. And as soon as he was back at his own place, he'd take care of Caine personally.
Ivan Sarnoff was in prison, but this did not mean that Ivan Sarnoff was powerless and subdued. The "bratjia" never gave up. They always got what they wanted and he would see personally to it, that would pay dearly for his lack of respect.
Alexeij Danilenko took the driver's seat of his Ford Mustang, pecked a gentle kiss on his Babushka's check and turned the ignition key. In the mirror he observed CSI Ryan Wolfe driving out of his parking space. The stubborn Irish bastard would pay for his lack of obedience and for the life of their brother …the one that Horatio Caine had taken down earlier today, when freeing Marc Gantry's flee-ridden puppy….and before the end the Wolfe in Sheep's clothing would scream for death!