"There aren't many foreign papers at all.  This," he brandishes the paper, "I liberated from newly arriving tourist who didn't need it any more."<br/><br/>He passes it over.  The headline is something about a plane crash in the Alps.  Horrible, of course, but not...<br/><br/>Wait.<br/><br/>The subheader is 'Ninth Viscount Warburton Among The Victims", and there is a photo of Archibald and his old friend Eric boarding the presumably doomed plane.<br/><br/>"Clever of them, isn't it?  I didn't get a plane crash, just a regrettable climbing accident near my father's dacha in the Urals." Yazkov chuckles and raises his glass.  "As one ghost to another, your very good health."