Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit Page #7

Aleksandr Cherevin, age nine.

Apparently died in a drowning accident,

June 2004. Cherevin's own

signature is on the certificate.

Aleksandr Borovsky entered

the country in '04 with his parents.

Aleksandr Cherevin, age nine,

and Aleksandr Borovsky, age nine.

MALE ANALYST:
They're the same kid.

He took a cash advance of $6,000.

JACK:
And then he went black?

MALE ANALYST:
Right.

By now, he could be anywhere.

Hey, Al. Where you been?

You in some kind of sh*t?

FBI was crawling

all over here yesterday looking for you.

Wait. The guy knew that

the FBI made his phone.

He would dump it, right? He'd dump it.

Michigan Bell.

Is there a listing near his house?

Bear with me. (TYPING)

Off-site delivery?

JACK:
There's a way into him, I know it.

- We just got to find it.

- All right, drive safe.

JACK:
That fake death certificate,

pull it up again.

Cherevin couldn't do this alone.

That second signature right there.

MALE ANALYST:
The attending

physician, Mikhail Yureyovich,

emigrated to the U.S. in '08.

Attained U.S. citizenship two years later.

Give me his Social Security number.

377-31-8622.

Ah. Perfect. You have that?

The doctor served

with Cherevin in Afghanistan.

It looks like he's been subsidized

for years by Cherevin's firm.

He's got at least four offshore accounts.

FEMALE ANALYST:

Found the pay phone!

JACK:
Uh-huh.

- Six blocks away.

- Let me see.

They ran it, but it didn't

cross with anything.

All right. All right. Here, here.

Someone called a pay phone

in Pennsylvania

from the pay phone nearest to his house.

Pennsylvania... Pennsylvania...

Pennsylvania... Seventeen calls.

That's it! That's it. That's it.

We're searching for recent

nonresidential real estate transactions

made by Yureyovich.

Like a warehouse or storage facility.

Got it. Barn at 211 Swallowsdale Road

and same zip code as the pay phone.

Sold six months ago

to Dr. Mikhail Yureyovich. All cash.

(ANALYSTS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

He's in Pennsylvania.

Nobody blows up Pennsylvania, Jack.

Tom, he's in Pennsylvania.

(WHIRRING)

You're going to Pennsylvania.

That's right. Get FBI to that barn.

I need people there now. Thank you.

We still don't know

where the attack's gonna come, Jack.

If Borovsky's on the move, we need

to know where the hell he's going.

Cell phone triangulation.

Where does this guy travel to?

- Where has he gone?

- Michigan, Michigan.

Michigan. He hasn't been anywhere.

Bullshit! We're not digging hard enough!

Everybody goes somewhere.

It's his parents.

They're a unit, right? They're a unit.

If he didn't travel somewhere,

maybe they did. Where did they go?

Did they post pictures online?

No, no, no. They wouldn't do that.

They're too smart for that.

We're looking for extended family.

Look for extended family.

Oh, did they hit anybody's Instagram,

Facebook, Hopscotch? Reddit?

FEMALE ANALYST 2: Nope, none.

JACK:
Here. Image Looker.

An uncle in New York. Borovsky's father

accessed the account

from his phone four times, right here.

Put it up on the main screen. Get it up.

CHANG:
They're going to hit Manhattan.

JACK:
Jesus.

Our guy never went to New York.

He had someone scout it for him.

And they posted the pictures

so he could plan the attack.

- (INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

- (SWAT TEAM YELLING)

Wait, wait, stop.

Back up.

There, that.

HARPER:
You know that building?

- Jack works there. It's Wall Street.

- Oh, Jesus.

An attack on downtown Manhattan.

I'd say that'd start a panic.

FEMALE LEAD AGENT: Get me Harper.

MALE AGENT:

Feds just uncovered evidence

suggesting he camouflaged

a van stolen from work.

Discarded tags, auto paint, paint thinner.

(BEEPS)

CHANG:
Tire tracks indicate

we're looking for

a Ford Econoline,

white or blue body, long wheel base.

Tell FBI we can

be at the site in ten minutes.

Dr. Muller, there's a car

to take you home.

An agent will stay with you.

CATHY:
No. Take me to Lennox Hill

Hospital. They might need me.

If I don't make it back...

Look. I will see you tonight.

We're having dinner.

And we're gonna split the check.

Sir? Excuse me. The chopper is ready.

(AGENTS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Have you been in one since?

Don't worry about me.

I haven't yet.

(CLAMORING)

- Move! Bomb disposal going in!

- (SIREN WAILS)

- Hold on!

- Get back, get back!

(WOMAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

The market has opened in New York,

Mr. Cherevin.

Margin calls from creditors

are imminent. Do we sell?

Not yet.

MAN:
(ON PA)

Please proceed as directed by officers.

I repeat, a total evacuation...

Jesus Christ.

(OFFICERS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

MAN:
(ON PA) Emergency vehicles only

are allowed access

beyond this perimeter.

- (AMBULANCE HONKING)

- (SIREN WAILS)

Emergency vehicles only...

We got a dozen

ESU trucks coming in right now.

I put the alert out

to the FBI and Counterterrorism

to expand the EBU's search

to a 30-block radius.

JACK:
No, this isn't right.

MAN:
(ON PA) I repeat,

emergency vehicles only

are allowed access

beyond this perimeter.

(CITIZENS CLAMORING)

(OFFICERS DIRECTING CITIZENS)

OFFICER:
I want air traffic

shut down over the city.

MAN:
(ON PA) Emergency vehicles only

are allowed access

beyond this perimeter.

(SIREN WAILING)

Harper!

Harper!

Harper!

Teddy!

- Teddy.

- Jack! I thought you were in Moscow.

I was. I need the bike.

Jack!

(WOMAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

We recommend immediate

execution of sell orders.

Wait.

(SIREN WAILING)

Jack.

- I got him!

- Jack, where are you?

It's a diversion!

The painting in Cherevin's office,

it's right out of Napoleon's playbook.

It's Waterloo!

He's not going to the building,

he's going under it!

(STATIC)

Jack?

Jack!

I need a cross-section of what's

underneath this building. I need it now.

(CONSTRUCTION CREW

YELLING INDISTINCTLY)

The greatest upward blast amplification,

where would it be?

The convection chimney. Here.

If the force

of the blast is channeled up through it,

you're looking at shock over pressure,

six or seven buildings come down.

HARPER:
Jesus.

That's half of Wall Street.

(SIREN BLARING)

(EXHALES)

SWAT 1:
Let's get this thing up!

OFFICER:
Come on, clear the area!

We got to move!

SWAT 2:
Open it.

SWAT 1:
Secure the ropes.

We're going down!

(BEEPING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(BEEPING RAPIDLY)

JACK:
Oh, God, no.

(GRUNTING)

(WOMAN SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Trading is about to be suspended

in New York.

Mr. Cherevin, we need to act now.

(VIKTOR SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Please... Aleksandr.

(GRUNTING)

(RAPID BEEPING CONTINUES)

(PANTING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

HARPER:
Where are you, Jack?

I've got people coming to you!

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

SWAT SCOUT:
We got nothing here,

Harper!

HARPER:
Jack.

The sell-off's programmed for 9:06,

that's two minutes from now.

Harper, we're not talking about 10

or 15,000 people.

More like 100,000.

Just get me a clear path to the water!

HARPER:
Head north on Front Street.

(HONKING)

(GRUNTS)

(CARS HONKING)

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