The sum of all fears - Tom Clancy [147]
The commander paused for a few breaths, assimilating that bit of information. When he spoke, he spoke softly. "But you need help. Where might be the best place?"
"Gunther may have some valuable contacts in Germany. If he can be trusted." Ghosn added.
"I have considered this. Gunther can be trusted." Qati explained why.
"We are sure the story is real?" Ghosn asked. "I have no more faith in coincidences than you, Commander."
"There was a photograph in a German newspaper. It appeared quite genuine." A German tabloid had managed to get a graphic black-and-white photo that showed the results of a hanging in all its ghastly splendor. The fact that Petra was nude above the waist had ensured its publication. Such an end for a terrorist murderer was too juicy to be denied to the German males, one of whom had been castrated by this woman.
"The problem is simply that we must minimize the number of people who know about this, else - excuse me, Ismael."
"But we need some help. Yes, I understand that." Qati smiled. "You are correct. It is time to discuss our plans with our friend. You propose to explode the bomb in Israel?"
"Where else? It is not my place to make such plans, but I assumed "
"I have not thought about it. One thing at a time, Ibrahim. When are you leaving for Israel?"
"I planned to do so in the next week or so."
"Let it wait until we see what this treaty business will do." Qati thought. "Begin your studies. We will make haste slowly on this matter. First you must determine your requirements. We will then try to meet them in the most secure location we can arrange."
It took forever, it seemed, but forever in political terms can be a time period ranging from five minutes to five years. In this case, it took less than three days for the important part to happen. Fifty thousand more demonstrators arrived before the Knesset. Led by veterans of all of Israel's wars, the new crowd supported the treaties. There were more shouts and shaken fists, but for once there was no overt violence, as the police managed to keep the two passionate groups separated. Instead they labored to out-shout each other.
The cabinet met again in closed session, both ignoring and attending to the din outside their windows. The Defense Minister was surprisingly quiet during the discussion. On being asked, he agreed that the additional arms promised by the Americans would be hugely useful: 48 additional F-16 fighter-bombers; and for the first time, M-2/3 Bradley fighting vehicles, Hellfire anti-tank missiles, and access to the revolutionary new tank-gun technology America was developing. The Americans would underwrite most of the cost of building a high-tech training center in the Negev similar to their own National Training Center at Fort Irwin, California, where the 10th Cav unit would train constantly as the 'OpFor' or opposing force against Israeli units. The Defense Minister knew the effect the NTC had had for the U.S. Army, which was at its highest state of professionalism since World War II. With the new materiel and training base, he judged that the real effectiveness of Israel's defense forces would increase by 50 percent. To that he added the U.S. Air Force F-16 wing and the tank regiment, both of which, as spelled out in a secret codicil of the Mutual Defense Treaty, chopped to Israeli command in time of emergency - a situation that was defined by Israel. That was totally unprecedented in American history, the Foreign Minister pointed out.
"So, is our national security degraded or enhanced by the treaties?" the Prime Minister asked.
"It is somewhat enhanced," the Defense Minister admitted.
"Then will you say so?"
Defense pondered that for a moment, his eyes boring in on the man seated at the head of the table. Will you support me when I make my bid for the premiership? his eyes asked.
The Prime Minister nodded.
"I will address the crowds. We can live with these treaties."
The speech did not pacify everyone, but it was enough to convince a third of the