Zero Hour

'''Warning: This fiction contains content that some may find objectionable, and is attended for mature readers. Reader discretion is advised.'''

I played Makarov like a card.

''That damn bastard thought that he had been sneaky; That he had covered his tracks well. But there isn't much that a man like that can truly hide from the CIA. Of course, I let him think that he had been sly. After all, my plans relied on it.''

''With a bit of "assistance", Makarov learned Allen's identity. He reacted just the way I had hoped he would.''

''Makarov had the men, the resources, and the know-how to start my war. But there was one thing he didn't have. And that was a piece of evidence so convincing that there would be no doubt in the Russians' minds that America had attacked them. I was able to give that to him, all because he thought that I was his enemy.''

I gave him a body.

Day 3, 2016, 08:37:25: Terminal 4, Zakhaev International Airport