'So why?' Tweed repeated.
'From Washington's point of view – and the world's – we are the great superpower. Between us, I believe we have peaked. In the Pacific we face China. China is steadily building itself up into a monster.
'So why,' Tweed interjected, 'is your President supplying the Chinese with advanced technology which will help them to build up a vast war machine?'
'At times he runs away with himself. But what he has done also serves' the purpose of lulling the Chinese. Between us, we now have far more advanced technology in the missile fields than what we have given them. But China has a population of over a billion people. We have only approximately two hundred and sixty million. In a clash China could lose fifty million and think nothing of it. If that happens to the States it would be devastating.'
'I take your point…'
'When we look east we see Europe losing all its strength with their crazy idea of merging countries – nations, Tweed, all with different languages, histories, ways of life. Madness. History shows us the Austro- Hungarian Empire, also a hotch-potch of nations with different cultures, collapsed after the First World War. Yugoslavia, another mixture of nations who detested each other, was held together by Tito for a time. Tito dies. Yugoslavia, as a similar federation to the one proposed for Europe, collapses in a bloodbath. The Soviet Empire is another example of different nationalities which broke down into chaos. You see why Washington is so worried about Europe.'
'You've made a powerful case.'
The waiter appeared to fill their glasses. Morgenstern looked up, smiled.
'Thank you, but I will attend to the wine. We want to be alone. I'll press the bell when we need help.'
'I think you're leading up to something, Jefferson,' Tweed remarked.
'Then, beyond Europe, there are more menaces. Militant Islam is on the upsurge. Turkey, which could fall to Islam, will soon have a population of a hundred and fifty million. Germany, the largest nation in Europe, has eighty million. It only needs a brilliant Muslim general to do a Mohammed. To sweep across Europe. Based in an occupied Britain, their missiles could annihilate the East Coast of the States – while the Chinese did the same thing to our West Coast. You agree it is possible? This dessert isn't bad.'
'It's the best I've eaten in years,' Tweed said.
'Then Iran is building nuclear bombs, has ballistic missile systems. Allied to Turkey, with Iran's huge population, nothing could stand in their way.'
'They sound pretty worried in Washington,' Tweed observed.
'With good reason, as I'm explaining. Britain, for a thousand years the bulwark against tyranny from Europe, is enfeebled in a military sense.- It wasn't necessary. You have no army to speak of, a skeleton of an air force, a ghost of a navy. Yet not so long ago you were the main factor in destroying Hitler. How are the mighty fallen.'
'I find it difficult to argue against what you have said.'
'Why don't we adjourn to the smaller room for coffee and liqueurs?'
'Good idea.'
The 'smaller' room was also large, spacious and luxuriously furnished. They sat facing each other, on two couches, with a coffee table between them. Morgenstern's blue eyes were gleaming with vitality.
'With all these terrible forces soon to be so powerful,' Morgenstern continued, 'we have to adjust, adapt, be revolutionary.'
'I sense we're approaching the reason why you invited me to have dinner,' Tweed said, then sipped his Cointreau.
'You are a very intuitive man. I noticed that rare quality when we met in Washington.'
'Why didn't you ask Howard to meet you?' Tweed enquired.
Tweed was making no attempt to pretend to be running an insurance outfit. Morgenstern would know he was Deputy Director of the SIS, that Howard was Director.
'Howard is a nice man.' Morgenstern paused for the first time, choosing his words carefully. 'But he hasn't a fraction of your global outlook. We regard you as a key figure in the new system.'
'What new system are you referring to, Jefferson?'
'I said earlier we have to be revolutionary.' Morgenstern leaned forward. 'Britain and America have to merge in a new and much stronger relationship. That is why we are talking tonight.'
'Merge?'
'As I said earlier, economically, socially and politically.'
'Before, you go any further I'd like to ask a few questions. I imagine you saw the TV pictures of the outrage in Oxford Street after the bomb detonated?'
'I did. I was appalled. Such savagery.'
'I think some of your people planted that bomb.'
'You think what?' Morgenstern sat back, appeared to be visibly shaken. 'You can't mean that, Tweed. It's crazy. I find it hard to believe I heard what you just said. We don't do things like that. Why would we, for God's sake?'
Tweed had been watching his host closely. He had a lot of experience in detecting when people were lying. He could have sworn Morgenstern believed what he had just said. He pressed on.
'We have evidence that a huge number of the worst American thugs – gangsters – have arrived in this country by devious routes recently.' He opened the executive case which he had brought with him, took the batch of prints from the envelope, spread them on the coffee table. 'These are the men I'm talking about.'
'They must be members of the Medellin drug cartel – or maybe the Mafia,' Morgenstern said as he looked at' the prints. 'I can only assume someone has fed you with disinformation.'
'You've seen any of those men inside the Embassy at Grosvenor Square?'
'Heavens no! I most certainly haven't.'
'May I ask, do you know everyone who works at the Embassy?'
'Absolutely not. Why should I? My role is running foreign policy. I have a suite of offices on the second floor. And I always enter the Embassy by a side door – to avoid the press photographers.'
Second floor? Then Tweed remembered that in America the ground floor is called the first floor. So when he had seen the back of Morgenstern with two bodyguards at the time of his visit to Sharon Mandeville, on the first floor, the Americans would refer to that as the second floor. Which linked up with what Morgenstern was telling him. Again he had no doubt that his host was speaking the truth.
'You know Sharon Mandeville?' Tweed persisted.
'Yes I do. She has an office on the same floor as my suite. I don't know what her role is, but she has close connections with the White House. She's friends with the President's wife. You know something, Tweed? You make a good interrogator.'
'I've no intention of offending you…'
'That's enough.' Morgenstern smiled. 'You are someone who could never offend me. Very occasionally, you might be deceived by someone trying to make bad blood between us, but I make no claim to infallibility.
'Would you like to explain in more detail this merger between our two countries you suggested a few minutes ago?'
'I said merge, not merger.'
'There's a difference?'
'I suppose there isn't. Have you read how when France-was falling to Germany in the Second World War Churchill offered the French dual citizenship? The French would also have British nationality – and vice versa.'
'Yes, I have read about that. The French turned it down.'
'Let us suppose Washington made a similar offer to this country. All Britons would become American citizens – with all the huge advantages that would give you.'
'Is Washington going to make such an offer? Positively?'
'It has been discussed by the National Security Council. And I chaired the meeting.'
'You haven't answered my question. Positively,' Tweed goaded.
'Other aspects of the joining of our two nations have been discussed in great detail. The Joint Chiefs of Staff would welcome the establishment of further air force and naval bases in Britain. It would increase the reach of, say, missiles aimed from here at the Middle East by three thousand five hundred miles. And the East Coast of the States would be safe again – safe from the danger of an attack by Muslim powers from occupied Britain.'
'What else has been discussed behind closed doors in Washington?' Tweed demanded.
