each one carefully. “En Gedi” he asked. Yes, sir.
These were taken shortly after midnight, local time. They showed up on my desk an hour ago”
“They’re having another alert over there”
“Someone may have been injured. That’s an ambulance at the main gate in the first frames. It headed for the dispensary, but then made a turn and went back across the facility, entering what we have been identifying to this point as a warehouse”
“To this point” the president asked. “We now believe that the building may contain something else. Something that might point to another purpose for the facility’s existence”
“Namely as a weapons depot”
“We now believe that is very likely”
“The Russians know about it, as well, otherwise they wouldn’t have pulled that jackass missile stunt” the president said, shaking his head.
“You know, General, I’ve been behind this desk for one hundred sixty-three days, but it only took half that long for me to lose my capacity for surprise” He glanced down at the photographs. “This ‘ is no coincidence.
“No, sir, it is not” Murphy said. “But I’m afraid I’ve made a mistake that could cost us”
“Welcome to the club” the president said not unkindly. “What sort of a mess have we gotten ourselves into this time”
Murphy extracted a thin, buff-colored file folder from his briefcase. It was stamped top and bottom Top Secret, a pair of orange stripes diagonally across the cover, beneath which was stamped the legend: STANDHOPE. He passed it across to the president, who made no immediate move to open it. “We believe that the previous En Gedi incident may have involved a penetration of the facility by the Russians, which led them to hijack the Pershing”
“Yes, we’ve gone over that”
“We also have very good reason to believe that the Russians have a knowledgeable source within the Pentagon. Someone who would have had the data about the Pershing’s Radar Area Guidance system”
“The one you are calling Feliks”
“Yes, sir” Murphy said, girding himself. “But the impetus for our investigation is and always has been whether or not the Israelis are in actuality maintaining a stockpile of battleready nuclear weapons. At En Gedi, or anywhere else for that matter”
“Your rationale for believing that Valentin Baranov is personally involved”
“Yes, Mr. President”
“He brought down your predecessor. Is this a vendetta”
“No, Mr. President, it certainly is not” Murphy said, careful to keep his voice as inflectionless as possible, letting the meaning of his words convey his anger. “Sorry, Roland” the president said. “But get on with it”
“We need to know what is going on at En Gedi. “You have sent someone there” the president asked sharply. “And you think he has been arrested”
He glanced again at the photographs.
“It’s most likely that he has been arrested, yes, Mr. President. The president stared long and hard at him. But when Murphy started to say something, the president shook his head. “Wait” He put on his glasses, opened the STANDHOPE file, and began reading. It took him less than five minutes; like Jack Kennedy, he was a speed reader. When he looked up and took off his glasses, there was an angry set to his mouth. “Yes, General” he said. “You definitely have made a mistake. I would never have authorized this”
“Then we would have been stopped in our tracks. Baranov is almost certainly going to try again” Murphy had decided that no matter what happened he was not going to back down. Presidents came and went, the problems remained. If he wanted the resignation of his DCI, he would have it, but Murphy was not going to cower. “I could have your ass for this” the president said coldly. “But I’m probably just as guilty. I should have telephoned Peres and told him about the Pershing. So you see, General, you are not the only one to make a mistake” No answer was expected. “What do we do about it, Roland”
“I need your authority to call Isser Shamir and tell him what we know”
Murphy said. “The timing is off, he’ll know that”
“I’ll lie. We weren’t certain until this moment”
“You want him to release McGarvey, a lone ranger who is in possession of Israel’s most vital state secret”
“Yes, sir”
“Why should he do that for us”
“Because of Baranov’s continued threat.
We mean to set McGarvey after Feliks with the hope that it will force Baranov’s hand and pull Arkady Kurshin out of hiding. At the very least it may delay another strike against En Gedi, possibly giving the Israelis enough time to move their weapons”
“You’ll invite the Mossad to participate in this investigation” the president asked.
“Naturally” Murphy said, although until this moment the thought hadn’t occurred to him. “We have our sensitive secrets as well, Roland” the president said with a dangerous edge to his voice. “It will be a tightly controlled operation” The president closed the STANDHOPE file and sat back in his chair. He finished his drink. “McGarvey was involved with Baranov the last time, wasn’t he”
“Yes, sir”
“Baranov would naturally have a grudge against him” Murphy nodded. “If the Russians succeed this time the entire Middle East could fall. At the very least the entire region would become embroiled in an all-out war”
the president gathered up the photographs and STANDHOPE file and handed them back to Murphy. “You have my authorization, Roland. Make your call to Shamir. Let’s just hope that this doesn’t blow up too badly, because a lot of people will start getting killed”
Isser Shamir was an extremely early riser. Murphy knew that for a fact. The two of them went way back together, and when they’d both been promoted to head their respective secret intelligence services, they had continued their warm relationship. Shamir had even been Murphy’s house guest on a visit to Washington a few years ago. He was up every morning before five, making his own tea and then taking a long walk. Even so, Murphy held off calling until well after ten o’clock, making it after six in the morning in Tel Aviv. He wanted Shamir to be well rested and wide awake. He telephoned Shamir’s blind number. The director of the Mossad answered on the first ring, and Murphy would forever be left with the impression that the man had been waiting for the call. “Do you know who this is” Murphy asked.
“Yes” Shamir answered. “Let’s go over” In this instance, the Israelis were using American-made telephone encryption equipment, as they had begun to do nearly ten years ago, like the secret services of a half-dozen other allies. “Good morning, Isser” Murphy said when the switch had been made. “Can you hear me all right”
“Yes, just fine, General. How is the weather in Washington”
“It’s warming up” Shamir chuckled. “Here as well” There was no doubt in either man’s mind that they were speaking about the same subject, and it wasn’t the weather. “There has been another incident at En Gedi” Murphy said. “We were hoping for cloud cover, but then we cannot have everything. “I’d like to propose a trade” Murphy said, getting right to it. “Yes, I am listening”
“I will give you some information, and then you will give me something of equal importance” At this point there was no ironclad guarantee that McGarvey had been arrested, or, if he had that he was still alive. But all the signs pointed toward something happening out there at the same time Lorraine Abbott had said he was there. If there was one thing Murphy did not believe in, it was coincidences. “We always appreciate anything that you can do for us” Shamir said noncommittally. “You were aware, of course, of our recent troubles in West Germany involving a nuclear-armed Pershing missile. “Of course”
“We’ve just learned that the rocket had been reprogrammed. Its target, which it would have almost certainly reached had it actually been launched, was En Gedi”
“I see” Shamir said, and even in those two words Murphy could hear the man’s surprise.
“The man who stopped the launch, at great risk to his life, was one of our people”
“A true hero”
“His name is Kirk Megarvey. And at this moment he is there in Israel”
