The sum of all fears - Tom Clancy [279]
"You know the down-side?"
"Oh, yeah. Major International Incident. I get early retirement. That's okay, Jack. I can retire whenever I want. It would be a shame for Ding, though. That kid is showing real promise."
"And if you're discovered?"
"I say in my best Spanish that some Japanese reporter asked me to do it, and paid me a lot of pesos to do it. That's the hook, Jack. They won't make a big deal about it if they think it's one of their own. Looks too bad, loss of face and all that."
"John, you're a tricky, underhanded son of a bitch."
"Just want to serve my country, sir." Clark started laughing. A few minutes later, he took the turn. "Hope we're not too late."
"It was a long one at the office."
"I saw that thing in the paper. What are we doing about it?"
"The White House will be talking to Holtzman, telling him to lay off."
"Somebody dipping his pen in the company ink-well?"
"Not that we know about, same with the FBI."
"Camouflage for the real story, eh?"
"Looks that way."
"What bullshit," Clark observed as he pulled into the parking place.
It turned out that Carol was in her home, cleaning up after dinner. The Zimmer family Christmas tree was up. Clark began ferrying the presents in. Jack had picked some of them up in England; Clark and Nancy Cummings had helped to wrap them - Ryan was hopeless at wrapping presents. Unfortunately, they'd walked into the house just in time to hear crying.
"No problem, Dr Ryan," one of the kids told him in the kitchen, "Jackie had a little accident. Mom's in the bathroom."
"Okay." Ryan walked that way, careful to announce his presence.
"Okay, okay, come in." Carol said.
Jack saw Carol leaning over the bathtub. Jacqueline was crying in the piteous monotone of a child who knows that she has misbehaved. There was a pile of kid's clothes on the tile floor, and the air positively reeked of crushed flowers. "What happened?"
"Jackie think my perfume is same as her toy perfume, pour whole bottle." Carol looked up from scrubbing.
Ryan lifted the little girl's shirt. "You're not kidding."
"Whole bottle - expensive! Bad girl!"
Jacqueline's crying increased in pitch. She'd probably had her backside smacked already. Ryan was just as happy not to have seen that. He disciplined his own kids as necessary, but didn't like to see other people smack theirs. That was one of several weak spots in his character. Even after Carol lifted her youngest out of the tub, the smell had not gone away.
"Wow, it is pretty strong, isn't it?" Jack picked Jackie up, which didn't mute her crying very much.
"Eighty dollar!" Carol said, but her anger was now gone. She had ample experience with small children, and knew that they were expected to do mischief. Jack carried the little one out to the living room. Her attitude changed when she saw the stack of presents.
"You too nice," her mother noted.
"Hey, I just happened to be doing some shopping, okay?"
"You no come here Christmas, you have you own family."
"I know, Carol, but I can't let Christmas go by without stopping in." Clark came in with a final pile. These were his, Jack saw. Good man, Clark.
"We have nothing for you," Carol Zimmer said.
"Sure you do. Jackie gave me a good hug."
"What about me?" John asked.
Jack handed Jackie over. It was funny. Quite a few men were wary of John Clark on the basis of looks alone, but the Zimmer kids thought of him as a big teddy bear. A few minutes later, they drove away.
"Nice of you to do that, John." Ryan said as they drove off.
"No big deal. Hey, man, you know how much fun it was to shop for little kids? Who the hell wants to buy his kid a Bali bra - that's what Maggie wanted, put it on her list - a sexy bra, for Christ's sake. How the hell can a father walk into a department store and buy something like that for his own daughter?"
"They get a little big for Barbie dolls."
"More's the pity, Doc, more's the pity."
Jack turned and chuckled. "That