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wealth he would have had if Kurt Ford hadn t snubbed him years ago. But this plan, if it worked, would be even better than sharing in Kurt Ford s wealth. This plan was his doing, and if it worked, he could revel for the rest of his life in his own cleverness. This would be his last chance. He had to act quickly and presume that Yale would come up with the cash. He knew a suitcase with that much money in it would put the deal to bed. He dialed his phone and when a gruff voice on the other end answered, he said, Reeves, it s me. Get Vanecroft and meet me at the Tabard Inn on N Street tonight at seven. Ask for Mr. Valance and come to my room. We all have to presume we re being followed, so take every precaution to shake a tail. I ve got a critical job for you. Then he added, It s the job of a lifetime . . . CHAPTER 43 Gentlemen, Claiborne said he always treated his thugs with great dignity, that was part of the catch I am going to disclose to you information that s so classified there are only a handful of people in the entire world who are privy to it . . . He paused, looking hard at his men. He already knew it, but even if he didn t he could see clearly from their faces that they liked this kind of talk. Claiborne was behind the desk in the small suite he had taken for the night. Musty books lined the shelves on one wall and a lace-covered bed stood against the wall, neatly made. Behind him was a large bay window that looked out over the quiet tree-lined street. Dusk was nearly at hand, but the tall glass lamp on the corner of the desk lit the men s faces with a clear orange glow. They were grim yet eager. The mission we have carried out over the last several months was not what it appeared, Claiborne said somberly. He sighed long and low before continuing. The president, gentlemen, is on the brink of destroying everything this country has built over its two-hundred-plus-year history. He is on the verge of implementing, along with a few key appointees in the military and intelligence communities, the disclosure of a substantial body of military and intelligence secrets to the Chinese. It will be done under the auspices of diplomacy and a newfound alliance. It will be packaged and sold to the public, who will buy it the way they buy everything else that s fed to them by the media. But underneath it all will be the simple exchange of money for secrets. It will undermine the United States in a way that will change history . . . Claiborne searched their faces. A vein transecting Vanecroft s forehead had swelled angrily and it beat a steady pulse. Reeves s reaction was less clear, but Claiborne felt confident he d struck the right chord with them both, so he continued. Ford was supposed to do the job, he said. But he failed. Our role, as I m sure you ve already guessed, wasn t to prevent Ford from carrying out his mission, but simply to monitor it. But he failed. He wavered in the final seconds. He missed his target . . . The target, gentlemen, he said in a low tone, is the president. Claiborne reached down to the floor before getting to his feet. He placed a small suitcase on his desktop and flipped open the brass latches, boldly revealing the cash. An inky scent filled the room and charged it with tension. A symbol of the seriousness of what we re being asked to do one million dollars in cash, he said, eyeing the men carefully. There was another suitcase, but he was keeping that for himself in the event that these two men, like Ford, somehow failed him. One million wasn t twenty, but in a worst case, it was better than nothing. I have for you here the address of a safe house in Maryland. That will be your refuge once the job is complete, he went on. From there, you will be transported by military helicopter to Fort Bragg and from there to Brazil. You ll be provided with new identities as well as the remainder of the Page 121 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html money another million and a half dollars apiece in offshore accounts. There are other candidates for this mission, Claiborne continued, picking up two bound stacks of hundred-dollar bills and handing one to each of the men. But we re getting the first crack at it. This is a chance for you, and I won t lie, for me if we succeed, I ll get two million as well to cash out. It s this, in fact, or nothing. Gentlemen, this is the mission of a lifetime. If we succeed, the viability of this country will be preserved and we will be well compensated. Our escape is secure, he lied. In reality, he had made no provisions for these men. The address was a false one. If you accept, I have here the president s detailed itinerary for the next seven days. Despite Ford s attack, they ve decided to stick to his schedule. He has to. It s campaign time and they don t want to give the impression that he s afraid. I ll trust your judgment as to the best opportunity for success, but I would strongly suggest you take a close look at the Acid Rain March he plans on participating in down Fifty-ninth Street in Manhattan. The size of the crowd and the multiplicity of hotel windows will provide an extraordinary opportunity. I also have the location points of the counter-sniper teams, so you can avoid falling into their direct line of fire. That s just my suggestion . . . Claiborne stopped speaking. He watched the two men think. Vanecroft was massaging the packet of bills. He licked his lips. I m in, he muttered. I m in all the way. They looked at Reeves, who narrowed his eyes and said, I m in if my partner here will agree to two shooters. We coordinate everything to the second, and at the predetermined time, we shoot. Like Kennedy? Claiborne said, arching his eyebrow. Why not? Reeves said. It worked. Art? Claiborne said, his heart beating fast. Vanecroft nodded sullenly and said, I don t mind if he calls the shots as long as I get my money and we take this traitorous piece of shit out. Good, Claiborne said, not wanting to upset the momentum of the two men s decisions by bogging them down with details. I have packets here for each of you. If after looking over the information, you agree with my assessment, then we ll meet at Clyde s on M Street Sunday night at seven. They have a back room that will be reserved under the name of Jones. We can finalize the plans there and I can update you on any itinerary changes. Claiborne closed the suitcase and handed it over to Vanecroft, knowing he would appreciate the gesture and that Reeves was a big enough man not to care who was holding it. He walked with them silently down the stairs and out the front door of the inn. Like strangers, they went in opposite directions. At the corner, Claiborne caught a cab and headed back to his brownstone. He closed his eyes briefly as the cab trundled along, wondering what the odds of success were. Probably not bad. People thought killing the president was harder than it really was. If you knew his itinerary, and you could shoot a rifle, it wasn t that tough. When he got home, he looked suspiciously up and down the street. He wondered if there had been a tail on him when he left the house five hours ago. If
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Dobre pomysły nie mają przeszłości, mają tylko przyszłość. Robert Mallet De minimis - o najmniejszych rzeczach. Dobroć jest ważniejsza niż mądrość, a uznanie tej prawdy to pierwszy krok do mądrości. Theodore Isaac Rubin Dobro to tylko to, co szlachetne, zło to tylko to, co haniebne. Dla człowieka nie tylko świat otaczający jest zagadką; jest on nią sam dla siebie. I z obu tajemnic bardziej dręczącą wydaje się ta druga. Antoni Kępiński (1918-1972)
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