Star was about to start making calls when she heard a knock on the lab door. It would have to wait awhile, she thought to herself, thinking of the girl who was due to start in her lab as an intern. This was just as important in its own way. Star walked to the door, thinking that at the very least this girl Rose had to be better in the lab than her grandson Damien. He didn't seem to like the sterile atmosphere of the lab and would only help if he absolutely had to.
Damien was the son of Azhdeha, who Star had created in the lab many years ago when she herself had been a young girl working in a lab for the first time. She often regretted what she had done; still, without Azhdeha there would be no Damien... and Star wouldn't know of the latest threat to America. Azhdeha had told her that they were behind the French leader's assassination and it made sense that they were behind the Russian' leader's death, too. Star could expect no help from Azhdeha, who'd gone off by himself, but there were other people she could count on for assistance, like Axel, for example. She would give him a call as soon as she possibly could, Star was thinking as she opened the door.
The Grand Master looked at his latest assassin carefully. Despite everything, he still did not trust Arkady fully; after all, the man had been raised in poverty and had worked under Stalin and could therefore still hold those views. Communists were by their very nature the enemies of capitalists, and the Grand Master planned to by his efforts to become very rich. To test Arkady's loyalty to the cause, he had assigned him the assassination of the Russian leader, and altho Arkady had indeed carried it out, he would still be keeping a close watch on him.
In this, the Grand Master was thinking along the wrong lines. Arkady had no love for the regime that he had worked for; he had been a vampire long enough to lose any human alliances that he had once had. Arkady had been turned by a vampire girl named Sapphire, who was English and visiting the Soviet Union. He had wanted the power, and also the ability to use his powers to help the Stalinist cause; Arkady was an agent and often questioned suspects. With his new psychic abilities, he'd know if a suspect was telling the truth about knowing nothing, and could force them to confess if they were not. Success breeds enemies. With these successes, Arkady had gotten several enemies, none of which who dared to show their hands while Stalin was alive, but who poured out of the woodwork once he was dead. Arkady had had to flee Russia for the UK; he had no love for America, and this was still the case, so he was perfectly happy for America to take the blame for his killing.