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mood to name him Hero of the Soviet Union

He stood up, stretched and yawned "I think I'll catch a few hours' sleep We'll begin progra"

"What time is it now?" Suvorov inquired dully "I've lost all track of day and night in this tomb"

"Five ht"

Suvorov yawned and sprawled on a couch "You go ahead to bed

I'ood Russian never leaves the room before the bottle is empty"

"Good night," said Lugovoy He turned and entered the hallway

Suvorov waved halfheartedly and pretended he was on the verge of dozing off But he studied the second hand of his watch for three minutes Then he rose swiftly, crossed the room and noiselessly ree turn toward the sealed elevator He stopped and pressed his body to the wall and glanced around the edge of the corner

Lugovoy was standing there patiently sar In less than ten seconds the elevator door silently opened and Lugovoy stepped inside The time was exactly twelve o'clock Every twelve hours, Suvorov noted, the project's psychologist escaped the laboratory, returning twenty to thirty minutes later

He left and walked past theroo the President's brain rhythns One of thehtly

"Going s conversation

"Like a prima ballerina's debut," answered the technician

Suvorov entered and looked up at the TVwith the others?" he inquired, nodding toward the iolin, Larimer and Moran in their sealed cocoons

"Sedated -and fed heavy liquin concentrations of protein and carbohydrates intravenously"

"Until it's their ti," Suvorov anded