The sum of all fears - Tom Clancy [428]
"Christ, that's my boat," Jim Rosselli said. He dialed Bangor and asked for Commodore Mancuso.
"Bart, what gives?"
"Maine reported a collision, shaft and screw damage. There's a P-3 riding shotgun on her right now, and we have Omaha heading towards her flat-out. That's the good news. The bad news is that Maine was tracking an Akula at the time."
"She was what!"
"Harry sold me and OP-s on the idea, Jim. Too late to worry about it now. It should be okay. The Akula was way off. You heard what Harry did to Omaha last year, right?"
"Yeah, I thought he stripped a gear."
"Look, it should be okay. I'm surging my boats right now, Jim. Unless you need me for something else, I'm kinda busy."
"Right." Rosselli hung up.
"What gives?" Rocky Barnes asked.
Rosselli handed over the message. "My old sub, disabled in the Gulf of Alaska, and there's a Russian prowling around."
"Hey, they're quiet, right? You told me that. The Russians don't even know where they are."
"Yeah."
"Cheer up, Jim. I probably knew some of those F-16 drivers who got snuffed over Berlin."
"Where the hell is Wilkes? He should have been here by now," Rosselli said. "He's got a good car."
"No tellin', man. What the fuck is going on?"
"I don't know, Rocky."
"We've got a long one coming in," Chief Orontia said. "Here it comes."
PRESIDENT FOWLER:
WE HAVE NO INFORMATION FROM BERLIN ON THE MATTER TO WHICH YOU REFER. COMMUNICATIONS HAVE BROKEN DOWN. MY ORDERS HAVE GONE OUT TO OUR TROOPS, AND IF THEY HAVE GOTTEN THEM THEN THEY WILL TAKE NO ACTION EXCEPT IN SELF-DEFENSE. PERHAPS THEY FELT THEMSELVES TO BE UNDER ATTACK BY YOUR AIRCRAFT AND ACTED TO DEFEND THEMSELVES. IN ANY CASE WE ARE TRYING EVEN NOW TO REESTABLISH CONTACT WITH THE TROOPS, BUT OUR FIRST ATTEMPT TO REACH THEM WAS STOPPED BY AMERICAN TROOPS WHO WERE WELL OUTSIDE THEIR CAMP. YOU ACCUSE US OF HAVING OPENED FIRE, YET I HAVE TOLD YOU THAT OUR FORCES HAVE NO SUCH ORDERS, AND THE ONLY DEFINITE WORD WE HAVE TELLS US THAT YOUR FORCES WERE WELL INTO OUR ZONE OF THE CITY WHEN THEY STRUCK. MR PRESIDENT, I CANNOT RECONCILE YOUR WORDS WITH THE FACTS WE HAVE. I MAKE NO ACCUSATION, BUT I KNOW OF NOTHING MORE THAT I CAN SAY TO ASSURE YOU THAT SOVIET FORCES HAVE TAKEN NO ACTION WHATEVER AGAINST AMERICAN FORCES. YOU HAVE TOLD US THAT YOUR ALERTING OF YOUR FORCES IS DEFENSIVE ONLY, BUT WE HAVE INDICATIONS THAT YOUR STRATEGIC FORCES ARE ON A VERY HIGH STATE OF ALERT. YOU SAY YOU HAVE NO REASON TO BELIEVE THAT WE ARE TO BLAME FOR THIS INFAMY, YET YOUR MOST ALERT FORCES ARE THOSE ARRAYED AGAINST MY COUNTRY. WHAT DO YOU WISH ME TO THINK? YOU ASK FOR PROOF OF MY GOOD INTENTIONS, BUT ALL OF YOUR ACTIONS APPEAR TO LACK THEM.
"He's blustering," Liz Elliot observed at once. "Whoever it is over there is rattled. Good, we may get the upper hand yet."
"Good?" CINC-SAC asked. "You realize that this frightened person you're talking about has a whole lot of missiles pointing at us. I don't read it that way, Dr Elliot. I think we have an angry man here. He's thrown our inquiries right back in our face."
"What do you mean, General?"
"He says he knows we're alerted. Okay, that's no surprise, but he also says that those weapons are pointed at him. He's accusing us of threatening him now - with nukes, Mr President. That matters a hell of a lot more than the piss-ant business in Berlin."
"I agree," General Borstein added. "He's trying to bluster us, sir. We asked about a couple of lost airplanes, and we get all this tossed back at us."
Fowler punched up CIA again. "Ryan, you got the latest one?"
"Yes, sir."
"What do you make of Narmonov's mental state?"
"Sir, he's a little angry right now, and also very concerned about