The Cardinal of the Kremlin - Tom Clancy [274]
"As I thought. You know that was an act of war," Narmonov observed.
"Sir, KGB officers kidnapped an American SDI scientist several days ago. That was ordered by Gerasimov himself. His name is Alan Gregory. He's a major in the U.S. Army, and he was rescued."
"I don't believe it," Golovko said before translating. Narmonov was annoyed by the interruption, but shocked by the substance of Ryan's statement.
"One of your officers was captured. He's alive. It is true, sir," Jack assured him.
Narmonov shook his head and rose to toss another log on the fire. He maneuvered it into place with a poker. "It's madness, you know," he said at the hearth. "We have a perfectly satisfactory situation now."
"Excuse me? I don't understand," Ryan asked.
"The world is stable, is it not? Yet your country wishes to change this, and forces us to pursue the same goal." That the ABM test site at Sary Shagan had been operating for over thirty years was, for the moment, beside the point.
"Mr. Secretary, if you think the ability to turn every city, every home in my country into a fire like the one you have right there-"
"My country, too, Ryan," Narmonov said.
"Yes, sir, your country, too, and a bunch of others. You can kill most every civilian in my country, and we can murder almost every person in your country, in sixty minutes or less from the time you pick up the phone-or my President does. And what do we call that? We call it 'stability.' "
"It is stability, Ryan," Narmonov said.
"No, sir, the technical name we use is MAD: Mutual Assured Destruction, which isn't even good grammar, but it's accurate enough. The situation we have now is mad, all right, and the fact that supposedly intelligent people have thought it up doesn't make it any more sensible."
"It works, doesn't it?"
"Sir, why is it stabilizing to have several hundred million people less than an hour away from death? Why do we view weapons that might protect those people to be dangerous? Isn't that backwards?"
"But if we never use them Do you think that I could live with such a crime on my conscience?"
"No, I don't think that any man could, but someone might screw up. He'd probably blow his brains out a week after the fact, but that might be a little late for the rest of us. The damned things are just too easy to use. You push a button, and they go, and they'll work, probably, because there's nothing to stop them. Unless something stands in their way, there's no reason to think that they won't work. And as long as somebody thinks they might work, it's too easy to use them."
"Be realistic, Ryan. Do you think that we'll ever rid ourselves of atomic arms?" Narmonov asked.
"No, we'll never get rid of all the weapons. I know that. We'll both always have the ability to hurt each other badly, but we can make that process more complicated than it is now. We can give everybody one more reason not to push the button. That's not destabilizing, sir. That's just good sense. That's just something more to protect your conscience."
"You sound like your President." This was delivered with a smile.
"He's right." Ryan returned it.
"It is bad enough that I must argue with one American. I will not do so with another. What will you do with Gerasimov?" the General Secretary asked.
"It will be handled very quietly, for the obvious reason," Jack said, hoping that he was right.
"It would be very damaging to my government if his defection became public. I suggest that he died in a plane crash "
"I will convey that to my government if I am permitted to do so. We can also keep Filitov's name out of the news. We have nothing to gain by publicity. That would just complicate things for your country and mine. We both want the arms treaty to go forward-all that money to save, for both of us."
"Not so much," Narmonov said. "A few percentage points of the defense budgets on both sides."
"There is a saying in our government, sir. A billion here and a billion there, pretty soon you're talking about some real money." That earned Jack a laugh. "May I ask a question, sir?"
"Go on."