The Bear and the Dragon - Tom Clancy [271]
. "Good kid. His father was a good agent, too." Murray knew better than to be smug about it, and Foley didn't deserve the abuse. Things like this were not, actually, within CIA's purview, and not likely to be tumbled to by one of their operations.
For his part, Foley wondered if he'd have to tell Murray about SORGE. If this was for real, it had to be known at the very highest levels of the Chinese government. It wasn't a free-lance operation by their Moscow station. People got shot for fucking around at this level, and such an operation would not even occur to communist bureaucrats, who were not the most inventive people in the world.
"Anyway, I'm taking Pat Martin over with me. He knows espionage operations from the defensive side, and I figure I'll need the backup."
"Okay, thanks. Let me go over the fax and I'll be back to you later today."
He could hear the nod at the other end. "Right, Ed. See ya."
His secretary came in thirty seconds later with a fax in a folder. Ed Foley checked the cover sheet and called his wife in from her office.
CHAPTER 35—Breaking News
"Shit," Ryan observed quietly when Murray handed him the fax from Moscow: "Shit!" he added on further reflection. "Is this for real?"
"We think so, Jack," the FBI Director confirmed. He and Ryan went back more than ten years, and so he was able to use the first name. He filled in a few facts. "Our boy Reilly, he's an OC expert, that's why we sent him over there, but he has FCI experience, too, also in the New York office. He's good, Jack," Murray assured his President. "He's going places. He's established a very good working relationship with the local cops—helped them out on some investigations, held their hands, like we do with local cops over here, y'know?"
"And?"
"And this looks gold-plated, Jack. Somebody tried to put a hit on Sergey Nikolay'ch, and it looks as though it was an agency of the Chinese government."
"Jesus. Rogue operation?"
"If so, we'll find out when some Chinese minister dies of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage—induced by a bullet in the back of the head," Murray told the President.
"Has Ed Foley seen this yet?"
"I called it in, and sent the fax over. So, yeah, he's seen it."
"Pat?" Ryan turned to the Attorney General, the smartest lawyer Ryan had yet met, and that included all of his Supreme Court appointees.
"Mr. President, this is a stunning revelation, again, if we assume it's true, and not some sort of false-flag provocation, or a play by the Russians to make something happen—problem is, I can't see the rationale for such a thing. We appear to be faced with something that's too crazy to be true, and too crazy to be false as well. I've worked foreign counter intelligence operations for a long time. I've never seen nothing like this before. We've always had an understanding with the Russians that they wouldn't hit anybody in Washington, and we wouldn't hit anybody in Moscow, and to the best of my knowledge that agreement was never violated by either side. But this thing here. If it's real, it's tantamount to an act of war. That doesn't seem like a very prudent thing for the Chinese to do either, does it?"
POTUS looked up from the fax. "It says here that your guy Reilly turned the connection with the Chinese … ?"
"Keep reading," Murray told him. "He was there during a surveillance and just kinda volunteered his services, and—bingo."
"But can the Chinese really be this crazy … " Ryan's voice trailed off. "This isn't the Russians messing with our heads?" he asked.
"What would be the rationale behind that?" Martin asked. "If there is one, I don't see it."
"Guys, nobody is this crazy!" POTUS nearly exploded. It was penetrating all the way into his mind now. The world wasn't rational yet.
"Again, sir, that's something you're better equipped to evaluate than we are," Martin observed. It had the effect of calming Jack down a few notches.
"All the time I spent at Langley, I saw a lot of strange material, but this one really