On the final leg from New York to Seattle,Dr Beatty pointed out some cities they were flying over. Anatoly knew every one of them. "That's amazing," Beatty said to him. "I know almost nothing about Russian geography."Anatoly smiled. "Ah, but you forget my profession. I am a pilot and your counry was our target."We've come a long way , Beatty thought.In Seattle, a tense and exhilarated cap waited with Dr Hansen and a collection of journalists. One of the reporters asked Cap how he folt about Anatoly."It's strange," he said.'I've never even met him, yet he feels like a brother to me."At about 10.45pm,Anatoly'splane taxied up the passenger terminal. Wearing a surgical mask to protect himself from infection,Anatoly strode into the airportHe and Cap recognized each other instantly. Each extended hishand, then locked in a strong embrace.Tears filled Anatoly'eyes.