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Olen Steinhauer - Victory Square

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The revolutionary politics and chaotic history of life inside Olen Steinhauers fictionalized Eastern European country have made his literary crime series, with its two Edgar Award nominations along with other critical acclaim, one of todays most acclaimed. Finally having reached the tumultuous 1980s, the series comes full circle as one of the earliest cases of the Peoples Militia reemerges to torment all of the inspectors, including Emil Brod, now the chief, who was the original detective on the case. His arrest of one of the countrys revolutionary leaders in the late 1940s resulted in the politicians conviction and imprisonment, but Emil was too young in those days to understand what it meant to go up against someone so powerful--and win. Only now, in 1989, when he is days from retirement and spends more time looking over his shoulder than ahead, does he realize that what he did may get him--and others--killed. Told against the backdrop of the crumbling forty-year-old government--with the leaders who were so new in the series debut, The Bridge of Sighs--Victory Square is Steinhauer at his best. Once again he masterfully makes crime fiction both personal and political, combining a story of revenge at any cost with a portrait of a country on the brink of collapse.

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VICTORY SQUARE ALSO BY OLEN STEINHAUER Liberation Movements 36 Yalta - photo 1

VICTORY
SQUARE

ALSO BY OLEN STEINHAUER

Liberation Movements

36 Yalta Boulevard

The Confession

The Bridge of Sighs

VICTORY
SQUARE

OLEN STEINHAUER ST MARTINS MINOTAUR NEW YORK This is a - photo 2

OLEN STEINHAUER

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ST. MARTINS MINOTAUR

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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously.

VICTORY SQUARE . Copyright 2007 by Olen Steinhauer. All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. No part of this book maybe used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews. For information, address St. Martins Press, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.

www.minotaurbooks.com

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Steinhauer, Olen.

Victory Square / Olen Steinhauer.1st ed.

p. cm.

ISBN-13: 978-0-312-36971-2 ISBN-10: 0-312-36971-9

1. PoliceEurope, EasternFiction. 2. Europe, EasternFiction.

3. Psychological fiction. I. Title.

PS3619.T4764V53 2007

813.6dc22 2007014286

First Edition: August 2007

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FOR

KATRINA AND IAN

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

I want to thank my good friend John Nadler for reading an early draft of this novel and offering wise and informed suggestions. Also, my former agent, Matt Williams, was vociferous in his encouragement and faith in this series from the beginning. Without his support, I certainly wouldnt have made it this far.

More than my previous books, this one depends on research I conducted during a 1999 Fulbright grant, so I would be remiss in not thanking the Fulbright Commission for its generosity. Specifically, I want to thank loana Ieronim, a wonderful poet and human being, who enthusiastically assisted me during my year in Romania.

As ever, Slavica Pilic has helped me better understand my own writing, as well as myself. For both, Im eternally grateful.

26 DECEMBER 1989
TUESDAY

There are things you know but forget. Truths that dont stay in your head because youre distracted by daily affairs, by the manic effort of living your life. Then, unexpectedly, the knowledge returns and changes you. It makes murder possible.

Leaning through the high stone window of the Grand Hotel Duchi DAosta, I looked down at tourists and pigeons vying for space on the damp marble floor of the Piazza dellUnita dItalia, Triestes central square. In the cold wind blowing through from the Adriatic, a basic truth came back to me: Old men die every day.

They submit in overstuffed chairs across from blaring televisions, slip in the bathtub, sink deep into hospital beds. They tumble down the stairwells of barren apartment blocks and face heart failure in swimming pools and restaurants and crowded buses. Some, already sleeping on the street, go quietly, while others take care of it themselves, because thats the only power left to them. Their wives are dead and their friends as well; their children have fled from the stink of mortality. Sleeping pills, razors, high terraces and bridges. Usually, old men go alone.

Before that week, Id never been to Italy, though when I was a young man I dreamed of it, and of a famous bridge in Venice that spelled out a metaphor I could understand. No longer. Metaphors help you boil down the complications and ambiguities of your too-long life into a picture book. They help you lie to yourself.

My wife, Lenashe was the one who traveled, and for a long time I didnt know why. In truth, I knew nothing about her. Only later, among whining Vespas, garlic-scented streets, and bombastic Italians, feeling every one of my sixty-four years, did I finally understand. I understood her, and I understood everything, for just a moment. To the left, beyond the square, the Adriatic glimmered.

The pedestrians below didnt notice me. Bald on top, white along the sides; my one striking feature was that I had bright eyes that shouldve been on a younger man. Not tallneither in height nor stature. That was me. A normal man in all ways, with the cold sea wind flapping my gray blazer. I owned nothing; even my clothes were borrowed from Brano Sev, who, until I betrayed him, was probably the luckiest man Id ever known. Borrowed, too, was the still-warm Walther PP I kept in the blazers stretched pocket so the tourists below wouldnt be frightened.

I wasnt thinking of the man Id shot, who made quiet noises in the room behind me. No, Id thought about him far too much over the last week. I was thinking, instead, about the greatness of life. All the sensations and people and moments that, if you dont hold on to them, disappear forever. And once theyre gone, they might as well never have existed. Thats one reason Im telling this story, to make them last a little longer. The other reason will explain itself.

I turned back to the room. It was one of those Italian prestige hotels filled with corroded grandeur, the most expensive in town. The old man groaned on the blood-wet bed, clutching his left knee. He wasnt even looking at me now, because he knew it made no difference.

I settled into a chair, told him I would finish this, and watched as the tremors began. He let go of his knee and seized up. His right leg shot out, then the injured one, and that movement made him scream. I didnt react.

This man, descending into epileptic spasms, had an unbelievable resilience. Hed survived so much over the last century, been near death so many times, beaten down but always rising again over eighty years, despite being crippled by the falling sickness. I even felt, briefly, a measure of respect. In comparison, my own life had been soft and simple. But old men die every dayyes, women, tooand this day was no exception.

20 DECEMBER 1989
WEDNESDAY

ONE

It started six days before. Only a week. Gavra Noukas would later fill in the details I wasnt around to see, and hes checked what Ive written to verify it all, at great cost to himself. Despite everything, I stand behind his version of events. The young spy has always been straightforward with me, and if anyone in this new world wants to prosecute him for what he did in the old, he can call on me to speak in his defense. But I dont think he needs my help anymore.

Hed been traveling a long time. First, a TisAir flight to Zagreb, where a cramped JAT jumbo jet brought him to JFK Airport. On that long flight hed distracted himself by flirting with the Croat stewardess who, after bringing him vodka on the sly, told him her name was Radmila. He gave her the name on the passport hed switched to after leaving, but before reentering, Zagreb International, and her head popped back. Youre kidding.

Im not.

Thats my fathers name.

His passport, like all those issued by the Ministry for State Security, was worn and authentic-looking. Lieutenant General Kolev had chosen the name Viktor Lukacs, which just happened to be the name of this stewardesss father. With that name, Gavra cleared New York passport control and took a 3:00 A.M. taxi to LaGuardia. While waiting for a Delta flight to Virginia, he bought a baseball cap emblazoned with the letters

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