A SMALL TOWN IN GERMANY by John le Carré

‘Leave it there. Don’t touch it, any of it.’

Turner crossed the corridor and without knocking, went straight in to Bradfield.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

‘It’s All a Fake’

‘I thought you’d gone.’ His tone was weary rather than sur­prised.

‘I missed the plane. Didn’t she tell you?’

‘What the devil have you done to your face?’

‘Siebkron sent his boys to search my room. Looking for news of Harting. I interrupted them.’ He sat down. ‘They’re anglophiles. Like Karfeld.’

‘The matter of Harting is closed.’ Very deliberately Brad­field laid aside some telegrams. ‘I have sent his papers to London together with a letter assessing the damage to our security. The rest will be handled from there. I have no doubt that in due course a decision will be taken on whether or net to inform our Nato partners.’

‘Then you can cancel your letter. And forget the assessment.’

‘I have made allowances for you,’ Bradfield snapped, with much of his former asperity. ‘Every kind of allowance. For your unsavoury profession, your ignorance of diplomatic prac­tice and your uncommon rudeness. Your stay here has brought us nothing but trouble; you seem determined to be unpopu­lar. What the devil do you mean by remaining in Bonn when I have told you to leave? Bursting in here in a state of undress? Have you no idea what is going on here? It’s Friday! The day of the demonstration, in case you have forgotten.’

Turner did not move, and Bradfield’s anger at last got the better of fatigue. ‘Lumley told me you were uncouth but effec­tive: so far you have merely been uncouth. I am not in the least surprised you have met with violence: you attract it. I have warned you of the damage you can do; I have told you my reasons for abandoning the investigation at this end; and I have overlooked the needless brutality with which you have treated my staff. But now I have had enough. You are for­bidden the Embassy. Get out.’

‘I’ve found the files,’ Turner said. ‘I’ve found the whole lot. And the trolley. And the typewriter and the chair. And the two-bar electric fire, and de Lisle’s fan.’ His voice was dis­jointed and unconvincing, and his gaze seemed to be upon things that were not in the room. ‘And the teacups and all the rest of the hardware he pinched at one time or another. And the letters he collected from the bag room and never handed to Meadowes. They were addressed to Leo, you see. They were answers to letters he’d sent. He ran quite a depart­ment down there: a separate section of Chancery. Only you never knew. He’s discovered the truth about Karfeld and now they’re after him.’ His hand lightly touched his cheek. ‘The people who did this to me: they’re after Leo. He’s on the run because he knew too much and asked too many questions. For all I know they’ve caught him already. Sorry to be a bore,’ he added flatly. ‘But that’s the way it is. I’d like a cup of coffee if you don’t mind.’

Bradfield did not move.

‘What about the Green File?’

‘It’s not there. Just the empty box.’

‘He’s taken it?’

‘I don’t know. Praschko might. I don’t.’ He shook his head. ‘I’m sorry.’ He continued: ‘You’ve to find him before they do. Because if you don’t they’ll kill him. That’s what I’m talking about. Karfeld’s a fraud and a murderer and Harting’s got the proof of it.’ He raised his voice at last. ‘Do I make myself clear?’

Bradfield continued to watch him, intent but not alarmed.

‘When did Harting wake to him?’ Turner asked himself. ‘He didn’t want to notice at first. He turned his back. He’d been turning his back on a lot of things, trying not to remem­ber. Trying not to notice. He held himself in like we all do, sticking to the discipline of not being involved and calling it sacrifice. Gardening, going to parties. Working his fiddles. Surviving. And not interfering. Keeping his head down and letting the world go over him. Until October, when Karfeld came to power. He knew Karfeld, you see. And Karfeld owed him. That mattered to Leo.’

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