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He knew that the highest levels there would use the law to plunder any businessman who was too successful. They may have decided to expand their field of operation to Bulgaria. If this turns out to be the situation than there really is no choice. Bulgaria and him must go on a battle.

He took his special umbrella and went out onto the rain. He marched along the dark alleys of rainy Sophia and emphasized that he was under surveillance. Two suspicious looking people that looked like violent and dangerous thugs were coming near him.

He was shocked and amazed. Did they know who he was? Their intentions were clearly violent. One of them was holding a knife and the other had a gun. W ithout words, Dimitar pulled out the umbrella's special handle. When the knifer came at him, he shot a platinum bullet at him.

The poisonous gas Ricin was splattered all over the thug's face. The man started this awful cough and fell down, but Dimitar had no time to look at him, since he was busy neutralizing the other guy. The owner of the gun was trying to pull the trigger when the umbrella shot sharp pins at him that penetrated the assassin's eyes and mouth.

Dimitar would have sufficed with that, but the man continued pressing the gun's trigger while twitching. The gun fired a bullet and missed.

The man tried pressing the trigger once more. Since he had no other alternative, Dimitar came closer and pressed his throat with the umbrella. The man made these awful dying grunts and passed away. Dimitar was mad at himself. Although he was merely defending himself, he was also being too impulsive and this was not smart.

The man should have been allowed to stay alive so that he could be questioned as to who sent him. It was Oleg, who was running and approaching him. He was feeling sick to his stomach. It's been a long time since the last time he was active in such street fights, when he was the service's champion in Judo and in other types of martial arts. He went to the injured guy and pulled out his wallet. He also had the emblem of a policeman from Varna's police force. He examined the wallet and was shocked.

There was something else there. Somebody, Dimitar was thinking, is now using a great deal of resources, including corrupt policemen, in order to damage the SANS. Everything that happened in Estonia, whatever happened in Georgia, was only a trial, merely a rehearsal.

The real showdown was going to take place in a bigger place in Bulgaria. The attack on the SANS was merely preparatory. The agents of the 'big brother' mother Russia are planning to go all of the way against Sophia's entire infrastructure. They plan on ruining its' entire technological infrastructure, rendering it helpless, crying for the help of 'Mother Russia'. He had a chill run down his spine when he thought about what might happen if Bulgaria's technological infrastructure would suddenly be destroyed.

Hundreds of thousands of people that depend upon these technologies would find themselves paralyzed, or even worse off. He was thinking about the awful accidents that would be caused as a result of a sudden paralysis of the computer services. About the banks that would stop functioning as a result of the shutdown of the computers. About the complete and utter deadlock and paralysis that would take hold of the economy and of daily living. He was engulfed with a feeling of being double-crossed.

If it was Russia that was behind all of this, it has thus betrayed it's loyal sister. If the Israeli was the one behind everything — Bulgaria has given the Israeli a home in its' territory and this was his payback?

Spying on its' security services and sabotaging its' technological means. He vowed that the SANS would investigate all of this thoroughly. Someone had to pay for this and pay dearly. And as always, he would calm himself down, the threat is severe, but like everything else, it's merely temporary. Lately, I've been working on this suspense and espionage novel — the plot is based on various real events and on current ones taking place at the moment in Russia and in East Europe and their implications, in all that concerns Israel.

A certain party had already expressed interest in turning this story into a film, but just how far ahead we'll progress with plan this is yet uncertain. On second thought, why should this be just in the format of a prose novel? Why not turn it into a graphic novel — into a comic book, to go along with the written novel? This way it could reach a lot more people and especially young people. As we all know, in Israel there are very few comic books that deal with things like espionage, suspense and politics, so in that sense this is going to be a groundbreaking event.

Unfortunately, there are also very few comics illustrators with visual drawing capabilities that would be in accord with this specific kind of story. One of the best and most eminent illustration artists is talented Vladik Sandler , with whom I've already cooperated in the past when he illustrated the stories in the book I've written for Uri Fink: Vladik has already responded to my request and illustrated a charming poster describing the characters and giving us some sort of impression of what to expect in the novel.

The problem is recruiting capital. Such a graphic novel requires in-depth research in order to be able to specifically describe particular details in regards to Bulgaria and Russia etc.

For me as a writer, as well as for Vladik as an illustrator. We shall have to recruit at least double the amount of money that has ever been recruited in the past for the publishing of any graphic novel, so we're going to need sponsors. Later on we shall see if the project progresses to the stage of public fund-raising or crowd-funding. So, making a long story short:.

Summary of the story see here: The lights of Varna were glittering from above. The Israelis that were flying to Varna on the aircraft provided no great contribution to his peace of mind. As always, it was a riffraff of loud lowlife Israelis in flashy outfits, shouting and cursing to high heaven, being extremely rude and vulgar, even for Israelis flying to Bulgaria on a casino holiday… Most men were wearing outlandish clothes and were adorned with gold chains, bracelets, rings and even gold teeth… Most women were overweight and were wearing skirts that were once in fashion.

He knew that all of them wanted the same thing: Meanwhile, one of the women in the aircraft started yelling at the stewardesses and cursing them like crazy: The women was cursing nonstop for half an hour, while her spouse, who seemed like a retired gangster, was sitting calmly with his eyes closed and a faint smile upon his face.

The others were oblivious and were scornfully glancing at the frightened stewardess. Alas, when one of the stewards came and tried to defend the shocked stewardess from the downpour of profanity, the 'quiet' husband had a raging outburst: The fat passenger remained in his seat and didn't seem to be excited by the commotion.

These kind of things happen on every flight to Bulgaria. Nevertheless, the disrespect he was already feeling for the other passengers was further intensified — if that was even possible…. Finally, he managed to fall asleep.

In his dream, all Israeli men and women had just one neck. He was dreaming about the moment he'd pull out a long machete and slowly slit this throat, with shear pleasure and slow motion movements, and would finally sever it off, to the applauds of invisible spectators, and by doing so would do his bit of cleaning the planet from the filth the earth was swarming with.

To his regret, as always, he'd wake up from the dream just a minute before seeing the body's severed head…but the feeling of pleasure remained. But this time, when he reached Varna, he had no time for casinos, nor did he have time to tour the streets.

As always, the place had such a strong stench, he was just about to faint. Varna reminded him of South Tel-Aviv on a particularity bad day of blazing heat, only with much more garbage out in the open.

One of the problems with Bulgarians is that they simply don't know how to clean their streets properly. Garbage and filth were accumulating everywhere. If anyone in the corrupt Bulgarian regime had any sense whatsoever, they would pay to bring Muslim workers from Turkey so they would properly clean up the garbage. But that, he knew, would be asking for trouble. The Turks presented a threat to Bulgaria and every Turk and Muslim entering the country would be under surveillance.

Was it a mere coincidence that not even one Bulgarian literary novel was ever translated into Hebrew, despite the fact that Israel had a very large community of Bulgarian Jews, who spoke Bulgarian? The main problem, thought the fat guy, was not their dirty streets, nor their definitely second rate food, neither was it their casinos nor the women, which he actually pretty much favored.

Mostly blonds with a somewhat thick expression on their faces, yet a serious person could reach common grounds with them. The main problem was their intelligence services. He had never met such a bunch of fourth rate crooks, violent, non-sophisticated, brainless thugs. Whenever the Communists wanted the West to capture an agent from the Eastern Bloc, they always sent a Bulgarian, knowing that he'd get caught immediately….

But as a serious person, and he'd always relate to himself as a serious person, he had to use whatever was available. But until it would finally beburied — just like once, ten thousand years ago, the waves of the Black sea washed over and flooded the developed culture that had once existed there, as if the place was biblical Sodom, and maybe this is where the Deluge myth actually came from — he wanted to milk the town for some more money.

As much as possible, until the present Sodom named Varna would be destroyed as well. And one of the ways to achieve this was where he was heading to right now. Vasilevski wanted him to come over — and obviously, when someone from the FSB successor of the KGB wants to see you — you don't refuse…So he arrived at the Russian Consulate on Macedonia street in Varna.

The street, much like any other street in Varna, has seen better days and looked like any other building in Bulgaria — polluted and ready to collapse at any given moment. He glanced around carefully, making sure nobody was watching him enter the premises. He certainly wouldn't want the folks at the University to know about his close relations with the Russians. The gloomy guards gave him the usual overall inspection, even know they knew him very well.

He was wondering whether they were thinking that one day he'd just pull out a gun and start shooting everyone there. There were definitely some good reasons to do so. The fat guy enters the room of the Vice Consul — which was his official title, while his real role was with Russia's federal security services, representing the interests of the FSB.

Go figure, even if they were telling the truth, as far-fetched as it may sound, back then Putin was stationed in East Germany and held nothing more than a gray mid-leveled rank.

How many people could he have possibly known back then? But still, rumors were circulating — rumors which were probably circulated by Putin himself — that back then he was already well-acquainted with a young Chemist named Angela Merkel, nowadays the Chancellor of Germany.

But go figure…anyhow, Vasilevski seemed like the type of person that would be acquainted with Putin not back in the old days, but today. The Russian's face was reddish, hinting of a nearly endless capacity for vodka. The mane of his hair was white, yet his eyes were as cold as ice.

Every time he'd meet him, ever since his first visit to Bulgaria, when Vasilevski recruited him, the fat guy would get this vague sense of fear and feel a chill down his spine — he know that he had a good reason to be afraid. I've heard that you've been invited to other countries — Austria, Romania, Hungary, Czech Republic…well done!

The real answer was: Despite all of the money spent and the media advertising regarding the Internet hustlers that have supposedly been caught, and despite addressing the general public and asking them to send information reporting about various online hackers and scammers — the actual success rate so far was an absolute zero — nada — nothing.

He came across the idea after experiencing Internet fraud himself by being scammed. He can still sense the uttermost rage and frustration he was feeling, the minute he'd realized that he's been 'taken for a sucker'. The investment he's put into the company was entirely taken from the money that people given him so that he'd buy them land in Bulgaria, but meanwhile, this investment was not paying off, and he had to keep on making a living as a lecturer, and of course — in addition to that he had to continue handling these shady ordeals.

Vasilevski shook his head in sympathy. The fat guy gazed at the Russian with suspicion. Vasilevski was well aware of the fact that the land market was dead and gone. Vasilevski know a whole lot more than that. I know that you're taking money from your best friends in Israel — even from your ex and from her family, all of which counted on you, the famous lecturer — to buy land for them in Bulgaria, while you're actually stealing their money for your business in Bulgaria.

You're cheating your friends and cheating on your own soul. But that's why I want you here with us. He sat there, stunned: The Russian was smiling, an icy grin that he couldn't even see: But that's fine, as long as you're doing it for the benefit of mother Russia.

After all, all spies are traitors. A person could never be a spy without betraying his very own soul. And after a brief moment of silence, he added: Tell them that a new law had been legislated in Bulgaria — forbidding foreigners from owning Bulgarian land, and thus their land was expropriated. None of them know any Bulgarian, right? There you go, this solves your problem. His chubby fingers were drumming on the table, confused. He sensed the entire load of his overweight: We all know that nowadays everything happens on Facebook.

This goes for frauds, as well. Then just shut off your cellphone and close your email and just don't answer them anymore. The fat guy sighed. He has heard better suggestions in his life…did Vasilevski take him for a fool? Did he think anyone would actually believe this? Oh well, so be it.

He was ruling out things in his head. Vasilevski was obviously just kidding, although with this guy, you can never tell for sure. The fat guy was pleased: Vasilevski waved his hand: The Bulgarians, one must admit, are not the brightest crayons in the box, one must admit. They're childish and behind in many fields. In fact, foreigners such as yourself can provide information that we can't get from Bulgarians.

I want to tell you that your contribution to Russia's security, as well as Bulgaria's, is of great importance.

The President himself is well aware of some of the details you've provided concerning the secret bonds between Turkey and Bulgaria. The fat guy was surprised. He heard these details from a Turkish student who was drinking vodka, against his religion. He didn't consider this particularly important, yet he provided the information anyway, along with some changes and additions of his own — although this fact was not stated in the report.

And Vasilevski went on: That was an understatement — he knew. In return, Bulgaria would become a puppet state. All of this will take place when the time is right — and that day will arrive.

I'll do anything for a unification between Russia and Bulgaria. Since you've been found to be highly efficient in providing information concerning Bulgaria, we need more than that from you. We also want you to provide us with information that concerns the other countries you're planning to visit, including Israel. We've just found out that your connections with Israel's intelligence and security services are better that we thought. We found out that you've recently convinced several 'Mosad' agents to falsely accuse an Israeli journalist of revealing so-called secrets to hostile factors, in an attempt to threaten a person from whom, as we know.

You've stolen a great deal of money claiming to buy and manage a profitable asset for him in Bulgaria. And this, as we both know, is something you never actually bothered doing.

So, if you have such influence that you can get these people to hurt someone for you, than obviously, you can also provide us with additional information regarding them, including incriminating information, which the Russian Federation's government needs to know about. But Vasilevski in fact did give him an answer:. They were not thrilled to hear about this. I can't spy on them like I spy on Bulgarians. And Vasilevski had to pause for pleasure before continuing: Yes, my friend, we know about that too.

We won't enjoy doing this, but we do require your good services there. He looked at the fat guy: And Vasilevski continued staring at him with his penetrating gaze: Our people in Israel will take it from there.

I promise you that none of these 'Mosad' agents will get hurt in any way, they'll just be asked to perform another 'favor', this time for the Russian Federation. The fat guy sat there, frozen, refusing to believe. He knew that his friends would be asked to do more than just one particular 'favor'. They'd be asked to do more and more 'favors'.

His chubby fingers were trembling when he said: We had an agreement in which we concluded that everything I'd do for you would be only here in Bulgaria! Who knows this better than you…think about it this way: By helping the Russian Federation, you're actually helping Israel.

You should know that nowadays, Israel has great importance for Russia. Now that we've lost our Syrian base, with Syria turning into an area of complete anarchy, who do we have left in the Middle-East? Israel is an intrinsic part of the great Russian culture. It is a home for over a million Russian speakers. It was time to bring them back into Mother Russia's loving arms, even if they physically remain in the Middle-East. The United States is losing all of its' interest in the Middle-East and barricading itself in, Europe is sinking into senility, so who is left to protect Israel?

Only Russia, There's nobody else. The plan is that when the time is right, Israel will also voluntarily become a part of the Russian Federation, serving as Russia's spearhead in the battle against radical Islam.

Any rational person can see that there really is no other choice. Accomplishing this would finally fulfill Russia's aspirations from the time of the Czars — turning the Holy Land into a Russian Protectorate, because only Russia could effectively protect Israel and the Jewish-Christian world. You will help realize this, and besides, the more you provide us with important information regarding Israel's police and intelligence services, and the more people you'll bring to work in our service, with material incriminating them, the more money you'll get — we're going to double the amount of money that you get from us.

He thought about this for a long time, as Vasilevski's eyes were scorching him alive. He knew that he had no choice. He needed the protection of the FSB. At this stage, there were already too many people that knew about his shady deals. Too many people whom he had betrayed, by fraudulently receiving money from them, people who would want to avenge him.

He should have known better as for how the Russian would react. Vasilevski pushed his hand away, as if it was that of a leper. With a Star of David He Swings: Tarzan in the Holy Land. See about the graphic novel. Thanks to Nick Rosen. Vladik Sandler Summary of the story see here: The story is based on the author's imagination. Any connection between the story and reality is purely coincidental The lights of Varna were glittering from above.

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בא לי זיון טוסיק יפה He sensed the entire load of his overweight: The man was, of course, serving as the head of an international film — ' Francine — Information Systems 'which claimed to be fighting against computerized fraud crimes. But the umbrella was used on many other occasions. I'm שמנה מזדיינת סרטים סוטים sad and upset to elaborate. H e gave lectures on international terrorism, as well as on real-estate — to the best of. That is, I just remember .
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Get Full Access Now. Search for a Topic or Location:. Our trial allows access to only the 8 hour timeframe for this page. This could be possible. Now, during his elder years, he himself was in the position of Avakoum Zahov's boss. He was now at the head of the secret service, fighting against Bulgaria's enemies, within as well as outside of Bulgaria.

N ow he was the one in charge and the dangers seemed more eminent than ever and the Republic of Bulgaria seemed to be on the brink of disaster, more than ever. Take these refugees, for example, entering Bulgaria on a daily basis, every minute. There is reason to assume that at least some of them were sent by the monstrous terrorist organization ISIS. His deputy, Oleg Peskov, entered the room suddenly, in a great hurry, his face seeming even darker and gloomier than usua l.

Everything can be controlled and" is temporary. T he SANS website was always under attack, but this one was harsher than ever and was clearly employing better technology.

Who was behind this? Or perhaps even somebody else. Kalinka, the head of the Intelligence department at SANS came in, as always, she was wearing a yellow dress, she had this strange attraction towards this color, and Dimitar couldn't figure out why — he regarded this shade as completely inappropriate for espionage affairs.

His color of choice was always uniform black, since gray creates a clearer of image of someone to watch out from. Yet at this stage, he chose to rather keep this opinion to himself. Maybe he'll try to implement this in the future, at this stage there were already so many reforms that had to be carried out within SAN S….

Kalinka didn't hesitate and said: This could be 'Francine — Information Systems' — a company under Israeli management, which uses a combination of Israeli and Russian technology.

He rolled the name on his tongue — 'Francine', a strange and completely non-Israeli, foreign sounding name. Probably named after a legendary artificial woman. The company's headquarters were located in Geneva, Switzerland. The company's present chairman is a former Russian intelligence agent.

But the firm's president is a lecturer here, in Bulgaria. It employs all of these Israelis from Unit , which is a famous Israeli army intelligence corps unit that deals with computerized intelligence collecting signal intelligence — SIGINT.

But our assumption is that they're also handling Internet espionage. We've been finding their fingerprints everywhere lately, on different kinds of spyware, which was used to break into various Bulgarian services, during the past few weeks. Kalinka slowly hunched up her shoulders: We still don't know what for. T he Israeli company's president was a highly-esteemed lecturer at a Bulgarian university, only that rumors and follow-ups proved him to be much more than that.

The rumors assembled by the SANS employees determined him to be an international criminal, an agent working for the Russians and a threat to Bulgaria's security. Was it true that he was unjustly framed by people acting out of personal vengeance? His job was to find this out.

H e gave lectures on international terrorism, as well as on real-estate — to the best of his. He participated in various competitions and always received a very high ranking — in Israel, his homeland, as well as in Bulgaria. He was known to be an expert strategist with a particular affection to games that were planned for the longest run. He became well-known in the professional circles of these games as someone especially fond of games against computerized software programs.

Up to now, he had won all of these games. The man was, of course, serving as the head of an international film — ' Francine — Information Systems ' , which claimed to be fighting against computerized fraud crimes. The photo of the multidisciplinary guy showed a face with a small but well groomed mustache and beady little eyes.

According to his portfolio, the guy had some knowledge in Psychology, which he was endlessly raving about to everyone around him, yet he also had an increasing tendency towards outbursts of rage and loss of control from time to time, in front of his students, in the classrooms where he was teaching.

And this was also reported to the SANS. There's no doubt that the man had a special talent of making himself enemies. Dimitar now recalled hearing a lecture by this Israeli in Varna, where he taught a course on international terrorism. During the lecture, he caught him making several elementary mistakes. Dimitar knew the truth, since he once made an effort to find out, when he was working as a senior agent for this CSS Committee for State Security — the secret services of the Communist era that preceded the SANS.

This was a genuine Bulgarian patent that the KGB had nothing to do with. It was an invention of one of the scientists from the Committee for State Security CSS and the CSS personnel and later on people from the SANS used it, not necessarily for killing enemies of the regime, but in order to protect themselves under special circumstances. But the umbrella was only used as a murder weapon in one famous case for killing off a dissident in England. But the umbrella was used on many other occasions.

He didn't say this during the lecture, but this made him doubt everything the man had to say during the course of the lecture.

And now it turns out that his suspicions may have had an even more solid basis than he thought back then. In fact, that same lecturer, that is, of course, our friend here, used money that didn't belong to him in order to establish 'Francine — Information Systems', a company which the journalist knew nothing about.

The journalist became suspicious after years of receiving dodgy answers concerning the condition of his property in Bulgaria. Finally, the journalist came to Bulgaria. He found a lawyer, Rosita Neskaya Gleivska, who claimed that she bought land for him with his money, but refused to provide any additional details concerning this matter. All of the documents she provided were clearly counterfeit. It was obvious to the journalist that this was a case of fraud and that he was set-up by a gang.

His money was not used to purchase any kind of profitable asset, yet for something else that was profitable just for someone else. He addressed the Bulgarian police in regards to this matter, but all he received was a beating from people claiming to be Bulgarian cops.

He found himself half-dead by a museum, in Varna. It turns out that the Israeli lecturer had good connections with the Bulgarian police.

D imitar, who was well-aware of the vast level of corruption within the Bulgarian police, sighed. This was not the only case. He once heard an expert estimating that every fourth cop in Bulgaria is corrupt. In Bulgaria, anyone wishing to retrieve debts could use private security services.

There were too many such cases concerning foreigners in Bulgaria. This was the fate of anyone who was not familiar with the laws of the Bulgarian jungle. The journalist was a fool to trust the Israeli lecturer, who was obviously a crook. When the journalist tried to enter the politician's office, he was severely beaten by the politician's bodyguards, just for trying to enter with no apparent reason.

The politician was obviously warned in advance by someone. Despite the beating that he had received, the journalist reached the conclusion that the case must be brought to the attention of the SANS, due to the identity of the fraudster.

Nobody ever heard of many cases of land fraud in which the fraudster was also a university lecturer and the head of an international company fighting against Internet fraud.

This was clearly no a 'normal' scam, but the basis for something else, something bigger. We heard everything he had to say. We put him on a plane and we started snooping around.

Ever since, we've on a constant watch-out, but due to all of the internal crises at the agency, which you're well aware of, we haven't had a chance to do much beyond this. If it turns out now that the company 'Francine — Information Systems', which the journalist claims should be his, since his money was used by the lecturer to establish it, even if this was done without the journalist knowing about it, is indeed involved in espionage, this sheds a different light on the whole matter.

There might be a need to takeover the company using the name of the journalist claiming that his money was used in order to establish it. What he did in Bulgaria, his connections, everything. And send a message to our embassy in Tel-Aviv that at this stage, until we clarify the truth about this politician and his friends, he's defined as a 'Persona non grata', as far as we're concerned, and we shouldn't communicate with him or have him communicate with us on any official matters.

He quoted a proverb: Dimitar hunched up his shoulders: We shall let them know as soon as we have more solid information. Dimitar wondered if the Russians were now behind the company? Could it be that the Israeli lecturer that was the company's president was merely their agent?

Kalinka started a lecture on this matter, using presentation slides on the wall. The slide showed a photo of Estonia's capital city, Tallinn. And the Internet had become an intrinsic part of the Estonian citizens' lives: They seemed to be on the road to membership in the European Union and economic and technological success, getting ready to completely abandon Russia and its' endless demands, to which they were beginning to relate to with ever increasing disdain. Until…during April and May of Estonia was under a massive attack on its computer network.

These attacks were allegedly carried out as a response to the Estonian government's plan to remove the World War 2 memorial from the center of the capital city, Tallinn to a military graveyard in the city's outskirts, a pretty marginal location that seemed to offend the pride of the Russians that liberated Estonia.

A liberation regarded by many Estonians as conquering their country. In response, there was an uprising of Estonian citizens of Russian descend — one man was killed and many were injured. That seemed to conclude the matter. But that did not conclude the matter at all and things were just beginning. Apparently, it seemed like many Russians identified with the claims of Estonian citizens of Russian origin and also regarded transferring the statue as an insult and ingratitude towards the Russian nation concerning their World War II efforts.

People on Russian Internet forums and websites were furious and insults were thrown at the Estonians and there was a call for revenge. Within a short time an Internet cyber- attack was launched against Estonia by…somebody…many websites in Estonia that were handling traffic from surfers, doubled and tripled themselves.

This resulted in unbearable website burden and finally, the website collapsed. Tens of thousands of computers that were members of one network bombed Estonian websites with messages and later during the month many cybernetic attacks were carried out against public and economic Internet infrastructures, including the President and the Prime-Minister's websites, the websites of the Ministries of Communications, Foreign Office, Interior, the Parliament, websites of political parties, banks, media and Internet providers — all of which collapsed after being flooded with tens of millions of spam emails.

So the people of Estonia were stuck, without email services. There were various kinds of attacks, including blacking out Internet sites, destroying computerized data and so on. The websites of Estonian banks also collapsed and the citizens couldn't use them.

This damaged tax collection, emergency lines were cut off in the country for an hour, private and public communication were also damaged.

A lot of these attacks made servers and Internet sites collapse. In general, the public and world trust concerning Estonia's economy was damaged. On that day a particularly massive attack was launched against Estonia, shutting down websites, as well as many private and public computers.

From here on, Estonia was careful not to upset Russia nor Putin in regards to any matter whatsoever. The Estonian government's suspicions regarding the Russian government were based on the fact that some of these attacks were performed in such a sophisticated manner that can only be explained by assuming there's a significant mechanism behind this, rather than a private person. Traces from the attack have lead to different countries, from Vietnam to the United States, and most of them were carried out from computers with private addresses.

Although it has been found that attacks were also carried out from computers controlled by Russian governmental institutions, yet one cannot determine whether this use was carried out by these institutes or not. I can tell you now that in the framework of an examination that we've carried out, we found the technology and fingerprints of a company called 'Francine — Information Systems'. It turns out that the Israeli happened to be in Estonia at the time.

He arrived on the day before the attack was launched, along with other people from his company and left shortly after the end of the attack. Kalinka went on with her lecture — this time the presentation showed a photo of Tbilisi, the capital of Georgia. Several months later, a similar attack took place in Georgia.

During the summer of a dispute broke out between Russia and Georgia, after Georgian forces entered the region of South Ossetia — whose sovereignty was under dispute, since it was inhabited by Russian citizens, yet Georgia claimed sovereignty over it as one of its' districts. In response, Russia sent the army to Georgia's borders. Yet even before the Russian military intervention in the region of South Ossetia, cybernetic attacks were performed on a large scale against Georgia, mainly against governmental websites, including the website of the Parliament and that of the Georgian Foreign Ministry, the Ministries of Defense and Education, media entities, banks as well as eminent private Internet bodies such as various blogs and servers.

These attacks went on for about a month and continued even after the initiation of a ceasefire between Russia and Georgia. Although in Georgia the Internet services were less important and less sophisticated than in Estonia and thus the country was less damaged, public services were still damaged, especially the government's ability to communicate with the public and the availability of the banks, which have been cut off the net for ten days, as a matter of precaution.

The cybernetic infrastructures were damaged, but most of the damage was more of a matter of image, without long term influences. But on the other hand, this had a severe influence as far as the morale of Georgia's residents.

From here and onward, Georgia preferred not to protest to loudly against the Russian dominance in the area. Here too, as during the attack on Estonia, clear-cut evidence proving that the attack came from Russia was not found, but there's a still a highly likely possibility that this was part of psychological warfare launched by the Russians against the Georgians.

On both occasions he arrived the day before the attacks were launched and left the day after, together with his crew members. Dimitar nodded his head: Obviously there were many people in Estonia and in Georgia during this time that had nothing to do with the attacks. Even though we did not find the Internet imprint of 'Francine — Information Systems' there. They're continuing to progress. His company has the required technology.

They do handle fighting against cyber-crime and Internet fraud. They present themselves as being among the world's best experts in this field.

And this is probably true. I've spoken with the Georgian and Estonian intelligence services representatives and they're both convinced that the Israeli was at least connected to these attacks under Russia's service, yet they have no clear cut proof of this. They also weren't very excited about carrying out an in-depth examination of someone correlated with espionage and serving Russia, fearing that they might be punished for this.

Kalinka smiled a sad smile: Only this time he's more developed and sophisticated than how he was in Estonia and in Georgia. A gloomy atmosphere took over the room. Everyone realized the implications. Vast quantities of vital information regarding Bulgaria's security have now fallen into enemy hands. And who was the enemy? An Israeli lecturer in Bulgaria, a land fraudster?

Or was he a lot more than that? Was he also a spy and a terrorist? This could be just the tip of an iceberg of a plot by someone far more dangerous? Dimitar recalled another quote from Gulyashki's novel, ' Sophia in Flames ': In the meantime, we'll remain without a website and maybe we'll stay that way.

We cannot afford to be online anymore. Our enemies are taking-over all of our information. At the end of the day we can no longer hold any data on computers, wide open to the Internet network — we shall have to return to primitive yet more effective methods, safety-wise.

The attack on the SANS now seemed like a repetition of the attack on Estonia and Georgia, yet integrating newer technology. Our technical staff cannot cope with it. Dimitar addressed his employees: Or proof that they've been framed by somebody else.

And if it is them — find me the person behind them. And why now of all times? If there's a reason why they would attack us so clearly — I'd like to know what it is. The Russians have always been Bulgaria's best friends, they were Bulgaria's patrons, Bulgaria's big brothers. They've always helped Bulgaria.

Bulgaria always knew that if something would happen, it always could and should trust the Russians to make everything right. He was not naive. In this world anyone who believed, anyone who was a sucker would be quickly overtaken by dangerous elements. Was it possible that criminal factors within Russia's highest levels decided to loot Bulgaria?

He knew that the highest levels there would use the law to plunder any businessman who was too successful. They may have decided to expand their field of operation to Bulgaria. If this turns out to be the situation than there really is no choice. Bulgaria and him must go on a battle. He took his special umbrella and went out onto the rain. He marched along the dark alleys of rainy Sophia and emphasized that he was under surveillance.

Two suspicious looking people that looked like violent and dangerous thugs were coming near him. He was shocked and amazed. Did they know who he was? Their intentions were clearly violent. One of them was holding a knife and the other had a gun.

W ithout words, Dimitar pulled out the umbrella's special handle. When the knifer came at him, he shot a platinum bullet at him. The poisonous gas Ricin was splattered all over the thug's face. The man started this awful cough and fell down, but Dimitar had no time to look at him, since he was busy neutralizing the other guy.

The owner of the gun was trying to pull the trigger when the umbrella shot sharp pins at him that penetrated the assassin's eyes and mouth. Dimitar would have sufficed with that, but the man continued pressing the gun's trigger while twitching. The gun fired a bullet and missed. The man tried pressing the trigger once more. Since he had no other alternative, Dimitar came closer and pressed his throat with the umbrella.

The man made these awful dying grunts and passed away. Dimitar was mad at himself. Although he was merely defending himself, he was also being too impulsive and this was not smart. The man should have been allowed to stay alive so that he could be questioned as to who sent him. It was Oleg, who was running and approaching him. He was feeling sick to his stomach. It's been a long time since the last time he was active in such street fights, when he was the service's champion in Judo and in other types of martial arts.

He went to the injured guy and pulled out his wallet. He also had the emblem of a policeman from Varna's police force. He examined the wallet and was shocked. There was something else there. Somebody, Dimitar was thinking, is now using a great deal of resources, including corrupt policemen, in order to damage the SANS. Everything that happened in Estonia, whatever happened in Georgia, was only a trial, merely a rehearsal. The real showdown was going to take place in a bigger place in Bulgaria.

The attack on the SANS was merely preparatory. The agents of the 'big brother' mother Russia are planning to go all of the way against Sophia's entire infrastructure. They plan on ruining its' entire technological infrastructure, rendering it helpless, crying for the help of 'Mother Russia'.

He had a chill run down his spine when he thought about what might happen if Bulgaria's technological infrastructure would suddenly be destroyed. Hundreds of thousands of people that depend upon these technologies would find themselves paralyzed, or even worse off. He was thinking about the awful accidents that would be caused as a result of a sudden paralysis of the computer services.

About the banks that would stop functioning as a result of the shutdown of the computers. About the complete and utter deadlock and paralysis that would take hold of the economy and of daily living.

He was engulfed with a feeling of being double-crossed. If it was Russia that was behind all of this, it has thus betrayed it's loyal sister. If the Israeli was the one behind everything — Bulgaria has given the Israeli a home in its' territory and this was his payback? Spying on its' security services and sabotaging its' technological means. He vowed that the SANS would investigate all of this thoroughly. Someone had to pay for this and pay dearly.

The current quirky desire is a miniature of this statue - you know, the kind you put on your physical desktop. But our assumption is that they're also handling Internet espionage. He addressed the Bulgarian police in regards to this matter, but all he received was a beating from people claiming to be Bulgarian cops. Nevertheless, the disrespect he was already feeling for the other passengers was further intensified — if that was even possible… Finally, he managed to fall asleep. ME and other things - Netta:

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