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President Mike Lawrence was standing behind his desk. He was drawn to his full six-foot-four inch height, his hands on his hips, his shirtsleeves neatly rolled back a turn. Facing him was Secretary of State Av Lincoln. Lincoln was a former major league pitcher with a round face and thinning widow's peak.
Four other officials were also present: FBI Director Griffen Egenes, CIA director Larry Rachlin, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff Melvin Parker, and National Security Chief Steve Burkow.
All of the men looked grim as they listened to a voice coming from the President's speakerphone.
" save you the trouble of tracing this call," the thinly accented Russian voice was saying. "My name is Eival Ekdol. I am at 1016 Forest Road in Valley Stream on Long Island. It is a Grozny safe house, and you can have it, and me. I will also stand trial and denounce the officials who brought me down. It will be a good show."
Grozny, thought Rodgers as he took a seat beside the dashing young National Security Chief. Oh, Christ.
Ascetic FBI Director Egenes wrote on a yellow pad, "Let me get people over there, " and held it up.
The President nodded and Egenes left the room.
"Once you have me," Ekdol concluded, "there will be no further acts of terrorism."
"Why blow up the tunnel and then surrender yourself?" Burkow asked. "What do you want in return?"
"Nothing. What I mean is, we want the United States to do nothing."
"Where, when, and why?" Burkow asked.
"In Eastern Europe," said Ekdol. "A situation will soon develop militarily and we want neither the U.S. nor its allies to become involved."
Chairman Parker picked up a phone near him. He turned his body so his voice couldn't be heard.
Burkow said, "We can't promise that. The United States has interests in Poland, Hungary--"
"You have interests in the United States as well, Mr. Burkow."
Burkow appeared to be taken by surprise. Rodgers just sat still, listening carefully.
"Are you threatening other American interests?" Burkow asked.
"Yes, I am," said Ekdol. "In fact, at a quarter past ten, a major suspension bridge in another American city will be blown up. Unless, of course, we've reached an agreement by that time."
All in the room looked at their watches.
"As you no doubt realize," said Ekdol, "you have just under four minutes."
The President said, "Mr. Ekdol, this is President Lawrence. We need more time."
"Take all the time you want, Mr. President," said Ekdol. "But you'll pay for it with lives. You can't reach me in time, even if you dispatched personnel when I gave you the address. And though you'll have me, you won't stop Grozny."
The President slashed his hand from side to side and Burkow muted the phone.
"Hit me," Lawrence said. "Fast."
"We don't deal with terrorists," Burkow said. "Period."
"Sure we do," said Lincoln. "Just not in public. We have no choice but to deal with this man."
"What about the next Tojo wannabe with a bomb?" Burkow asked. "What if Saddam does it next? Or some neo-Nazi right here in the States?"
"We don't let it happen again," said CIA Director Rachlin. "We learn from this. We prepare. Right now, we don't want another New York. Defuse the bomb, nail the peckers later,"
"But it could be a bluff," said Burkow. "He may he a nutcase who blew his wad under the East River."
"Mr. President," said Rodgers, "let the bastard have this one. I know a little something about these Grozny fanatics. They don't bluff, and you see how hard they strike. Give them the win and we'll catch them with an end run."
"You have an idea?"
"I do," he said.
"At least that's something," the President said.
"Right now, a spitball in a slingshot would be something," Burkow said. "But is it the right something?"
Lawrence rubbed his face with his open hands while Burkow scowled at Rodgers. The National Security Chief was not big on capitulation, and he obviously had thought he'd an ally in Rodgers. Ordinarily, he would have.