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“Yes, Agent Anthony filled me in on your decision to use your, what was it again?”
Anthony said, “The Camel Club.”
“Right, this Camel Club group to help. I have to say I find the name quite imaginative.”
“And do you disapprove of my use of them?”
“Personally I’ve found the utilization of irregular forces a stroke of genius, particularly when the paid troops are lacking. Whether that was the case here or not, I’m not prepared to say. But that’s not the issue.”
“So what exactly is the problem?”
“I understand that you put a man on Fuat Turkekul?”
“Yes. Harry Finn. Former Navy SEAL. He now works for a red cell team testing the security of sensitive facilities in this country and abroad. But he’s taken some time off. And he’s elected to use that time off to help me.”
“I of course know all about his mother, Lesya, and the fate of his father, Rayfield Solomon.”
Herbert looked stunned. “I wasn’t aware that was public knowledge.”
“It’s certainly not,” replied McElroy. “I would not have been advised of it except that Solomon was a friend of mine from years back. We had done some joint operations together in both Asia and South America. And I knew Lesya from her days with the former Soviet Union. I was actually one of the first Western intelligence officers to know that she was a double agent.”
“Then you know the whole story? About me, I mean? What I did to Rayfield Solomon?”
“Orders are orders, Oliver. You were following them. If you hadn’t you wouldn’t have been simply put in the clink for insubordination. You would’ve been shot for treason. I know how the Yanks operate on that score, which is similar to how we do things.”
“I could still have refused.”
“But you can’t change that fact now, no matter how much you may want to.”
“Then you also know about Harry?”
“Not everything, no.”
He and Herbert exchanged a long glance.
McElroy said, “But you do trust him?”
“He’s proven his loyalty to me beyond doubt.”
“May I ask how you managed that? With what happened between his father and you?”
“We worked it out. That’s all I can say on the matter.”
“I see.” McElroy did not look convinced. “Still, making him privy to Fuat’s presence and role? That was a reach, wasn’t it? I have to say I’m surprised.”
“I can’t ask a man to risk his life without telling him why. Harry knows what Fuat Turkekul means to this country. He will do everything in his power to safeguard him.”
“Which begs the question of why you think Fuat needs additional protection.”
“Agent Birdman believed his own people were spying on him. Agent Garchik thinks the same. And we found out last night that the park shooters were not in the hotel but in a government-owned building that required a special security card to access.”
“I see,” McElroy said, nodding his head.
“Did you know that ATF found something in the bomb debris that they can’t ID? That they’ve had to call in NASA?”
“Yes, Anthony reported that to me. Bombs to outer space? Of all the agencies you folks have, why that one?”
“Maybe the substance is something that looks like it might be from a space program. Other than that I don’t know.”
“You folks and the Russians are really the only ones with any space program to speak of other than a few stray private entrepreneurs with lots of money.”
Anthony and Herbert exchanged a glance. If McElroy noted this he made no reaction.
“For all I know, NASA won’t be able to determine what it is either,” said Herbert.
Anthony spoke up. “Or they may know but won’t say. Or aren’t allowed to say,” she amended.
McElroy looked between them. “Well, we seem to be in an appalling sticky wicket. I’ve had to look over my shoulder for my enemies before, but I’m not sure there’s a degree on the compass right now that’s safe.”
“So what does your PM want?”
“Assurances that we won’t make a bad matter even worse.”
Anthony said, “Can it get much worse?”
“Anything can become worse,” said McElroy. “Oklahoma City to 9/11? The underground bombings in London to the attacks in Mumbai? This could be the tip of the iceberg, as Director Weaver intimated to you earlier.”
“And I haven’t heard from him since. I take it what happened with Agent Birdman triggered that?”
“If I had to speculate, I think our Mr. Weaver is truly running scared. Afraid to turn to anyone. So don’t take it personally.”
“That’s a hell of a situation to have with the head of our intelligence umbrella.”
“And yet it’s exactly the one we do have. It’s like when the global financial collapse occurred. Credit markets were frozen. No one trusted anyone else. That’s where we are in the intelligence world right now.”
“And the bad guys keep plugging away,” said Anthony hotly.
“Precisely.”
“And we can’t control what the bad guys do,” said Herbert.
“It depends on who they are,” replied McElroy.
Herbert thought about this for a moment. “Are you suggesting what I think you are?”
“What do you think I’m suggesting, Oliver?”
“That we back off because certain folks might not like what we find?”
“I think that captures the spirit of the thing, yes.”
“And that’s what you want us to do?”
With difficulty McElroy rose on shaky legs. When Anthony got up to help him he waved her off. “I’m fine. He straightened his jacket and turned to Herbert.
“I’m telling you no such thing. As far as I’m concerned, it’s full speed ahead. And damn the torpedoes, I believe, is how your Admiral Farragut put it.”
“But the PM?” said Herbert.
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