Whenever I would meet with foul play at the hands of my "adoptive" parents to the point of finding myself in another country without an identity, I have already said people like my brother Vladimir would track me down, or really he just had standing orders that in all such cases I was to be handed over to him immediately. Other people concerned with me had other orders in other territories. He could not however hand deliver me back to the US as arriving with the Head of the KGB in personal attendance would not have boded well for me, so I would be returned through Interpol.
When I would be returned through the Singaporan branch I would feel like I was in a place that was more america than america. When I would be returned by German affiliated Interpol, I would get lectures on the freedoms of America to look at things forbidden in Germany.
