consciousness in the Alands. But we in the Suomi Anti-Imperialist Cells willhave the resources to do that political work. Victory will be ours, because theFinnish liberal-fascist state does not have the capacity to restrain a captivenation against its will. Or if they do --" She smiled bitterly. "That willdemonstrate the tenuousness of the current Finnish regime and its basic failureas a European state."

"Who have we got on the ground in the Alands who can speak their local weirdoversion of Swedish? Just in case we need to, like, phone in a claim orsomething."

"We have three people," Raf said. "The new premier, the new foreign minister,and of course the new economics minister, who will be in charge of easing thingsfor the Russian operations. They are the shadow cabinet of the Alands Republic."

"Three people?"

"Three people are plenty! There are only twenty-five thousand of them total. Ifthe projections are right, the offshore bank will be clearing twenty-fivemillion dollars in the first six months! Those islands are little rocks. It'spotatoes and fish and casinos for rich Germans. The locals aren't players. Themob and their friends can buy them all."

"They matter," Aino said. "They matter to the Movement."

"But of course."

"The Alands deserve their nation. If they don't deserve their nation, then weFinns don't deserve our nation. There are only five million Finns."

"We always yield to political principle," said Raf indulgently. He passed her abrimming mug. "Drink your coffee. You need to go to work."

Aino glanced at her watch, surprised. "Oh. Yes."

"Shall I cut the hash into gram bags? Or will you take the brick?"

She blinked. "You don't have to cut it, Raffi. They can cut it at the bar."

Raf opened one of the sports bags and passed her a fat brick of dope neatlywrapped in a Copenhagen newspaper.

"You work in a bar? That's a good cover job," Starlitz said. "What kind of hash