Robert Ludlum – Aquatain Progression

“What about them?”

“They’re on the other side.”

“I don’t believe your”

“Why do you think they were at the airport?”

“To meet you, talk to you. There could be a

dozen different reasons. Whether you know it or

not, you’re considered a hotshot lawyer on the

international scene. Foreign service personnel

frequently want to touch base with guys like you.”

“I’ve had this conversation before,” said

Converse, irritated.

“What does that mean?”

“If they wanted to see me, why didn’t they go to

the gate?”

“Because they thought you’d come into the

terminal like everybody else.”

“And when I didn’t according to you they

were upset, angry. That’s what you said.”

“They were.”

“All the more reason to meet me at the gate.”

Fitzpatrick frowned. “Still, that’s kind of flimsy ”

“The woman. Do you remember the woman?”

“Of course.”

“She spotted me in Copenhagen. She followed

me. Also there’s something else. Later, on the

platform, all four were picked up by a car belonging

to a man we know we know is part of everything

I’ve described to you. They drove to

THE AQUITAINE PROGRESSION 193

the embassy, and you’ll have to take my word for

that. I saw them.”

Connal fixed his gaze on Joel, accepting what he

had heard. ‘ Oh, Jesus, ” he said. ‘Okay, no embassy.

What about Brussels, SHAPE? There’s a Navy

intelligence unit; I ve dealt with those people

before.”

Not yet. Maybe not at all.”

41 thought you wanted to use the uniform, my

connections.”

`Maybe I will. It’s nice to know they’re there.”

~Well, what do you want me to do? I’ve got to

do something. ”

Are you really fluent in German?”

“Hochdeutsch, Schwa’bisch, Bayerisch, and several

dialects in between. I told you, I can handle five

languages ”

You’ve made it obnoxiously clear,” interrupted

Converse. ‘4There’s a woman named Fishbein here

in Bonn. That’s the first name I’m going to give you.

She’s involved we’re not sure how, but she’s

suspected of being a conduit a relayer of

information. I want you to meet her, talk with her

establish a relationship. We’ll have to think of

something that’ll be convincing in order for you to

do it. She’s in her forties, and she’s the youngest

daughter of Hermann Goring. She married a

survivor of the holocaust for obvious reasons; he’s

long gone. Any ideas?”

‘~Sure,” said Fitzpatrick without hesitating.

‘`Inheritance. There are a couple of thousand last

wills and testaments every year that the deceased

want processed through the military. They’re from

crazies who leave everything they’ve got to the other

survivors. The true Aryan Germanic stock and all

that horseshit. We bounce them back to the civil

courts, which don’t know what to do with them, so

they end up in limbo and eventually in the Treasury

Department’s coffers.”

“No kidding?”

“girls, owed drei. Believe me, those people mean it.”

“Can you use the device?”

“How about a million-plus legacy from a small

Midwest brewer of lager beer?”

“You’ll do,” said Joel. “You’re on board.”

Converse did not mention Aquitaine or George

Marcus Delavane or Jacques-Louis Bertholdier or

Erich Leifhelm, or twenty-odd names at the State

Department and the Pentagon. Nor did he describe

the network as it appeared in the dossiers, or as

described by Dr. Edward Beale on Mykonos.

.=OBERTLUDLUM

He gave Connal Fitzpatrick the barest bones of the body

of information. Joel’s reasoning was far less benign than

he had stated: if the Navy lawyer was taken and

interrogated no matter how brutally there was little

of substance he could reveal.

“You’re not really telling me a hell of a lot,” said

Fitzpatrick.

“I’ve told you enough to get your head blown off,

and that’s not a phrase normally in my lexicon.”

“Nor mine.”

“Then consider me a nice fellow,” said Converse, as

the two men headed for the entrance gate of the Alter

Zoll.

“On the other hand,” continued Halliday’s broth-

er-in-law, “you’ve been through a lot more than I ever

have I read that stuff about you in the security

files files, not file they were cross-correlated with the

files of a lot of other prisoners. You were something

else. According to most of the men in those camps, you

held them together until they put you into solitary.”

“They were wrong, sailor. I was shaking and scared

to death and would have fucked a Peking duck to save

my skin.”

“That’s not what the files say. They say ”

“I’m really not interested, Commander,” said Joel as

they passed through the ornate gate, “but I’ve got an

immediate problem you can help solve.”

“What is it?”

“I gave my word I’d call Dowling on some mobile

phone line. I wouldn’t know how to ask for it.”

“There’s a booth over there,” said Connal, pointing

to a white plastic bubble that protruded from a concrete

pylon on the pavement abutting the drive. “Do you have

the number?”

“It’s here somewhere,” replied Converse, rummaging

through various pockets. “Here it is,” he said as he

separated the scrap of paper from several credit-card

charges.

”Vermittlung, bitts.” The naval officer sounded

authentic as he spoke crisply into the telephone. “Sieben,

drei, pier zwei, zwei. Bitte, Fraulein. ” Fitzpatrick then

inserted a series of coins into the metal box and turned

to Joel. “Here you are. They’re ringing.”

Stay there. Ask for him say it’s his lawyer calling the

“Guten Tag, Fraulein. Ist Herr Oh, no, I speak

English. Do you spealc English? No, I’m not calling

from California, but it’s an emergency…. Dowling, I

have to reach ”

THE AQUITAINE PROGRESSION 195

“Caleb, ” said Joel quickly.

‘Caleb Dowling.” The Navy man covered the

mouthpiece. “What kind of name is that?”

“Something to do with Gucci shoes.”

“What? . . . la yes, thanks.” Fitzpatrick handed

the phone to Converse. “They’re getting him.”

“foe?”

“Yes, Cal. I said I’d call you after I met with

Fowler. Everything’s okay.”

‘No, it’s not, Mr. Lawyer,” said the actor quietly.

“You and I had better have a very serious talk, and

I don’t mind telling you a hunk of beef named

Rosenberg will be just a few feet away.”

“I don’t understand.”

“A man died in Paris. Does that clear things up for

you?”

“Oh, God ” Converse felt the blood draining from

his head and a hollowness in his throat. For a

moment he thought he was going to be sick. “They

came to you?” he whispered.

“A man from the German police a little over an

hour ago, and this time I didn’t have any doubts

about my visitor. He was the real item.”

“I don’t know what to say,” stammered Joel.

“Did you do it?”

“1. . . I guess I did.” Converse stared at the

telephone dial, seeing the bloodied face of the man

in the alleyway, feeling the blood on his own fingers

“You guess? That’s not something you guess about.”

“Then yes…. The answer is yes. I did it.”

“Did you have a reason?”

“I thought I did.”

“I want to hear it, but not now. I’ll tell you where

to meet me.”

“Nor” exclaimed Joel, confused but emphatic. “I

can’t involve you. You can’t be involved!”

“This fellow gave me a card and wants me to call

him if you got in touch with me. He was very specific

about withholding information, how it’s considered

aiding a fugitive.”

“He was right, absolutely rightl For God’s sake,

tell him everything, Call The truth. You got me a

room for the night because you thought I might not

have a reservation and we had a pleasant few hours

on the plane. You put it in your name because you

didn’t want me to pay. Don’t hide anything! Not even

this call.”

“Why didn’t I tell him before?”

196 ROBERT LUDLUM

“That’s all right, you’re telling him now. It was

a shock and I’m a fellow American and you’re in a

foreign country. You wanted time to think, to

reflect. My phone call shook you into behaving

rationally. Tell him you confronted me with the

accusation and I didn’t deny it. Be honest with him,

Cal.”

“How honest? Should I include my session with

Fowler?”

“That’s all right, too, but it’s not necessary. Let

me back up and clarify. Fowler’s a false name and

he’s not relevant to Paris, I give you my word.

Bringing him in is only volunteering an unnecessary

complication.”

“Should I tell him you’re at the Alter Zoll?”

“It’s where I’m calling you from. I just admitted it.”

“You won’t be able to go back to the Konigshof.”

“It doesn’t matter,” said Joel, speaking rapidly,

wanting to get off the phone and start thinking. “My

luggage is at the airport and I can’t go back there

either.”

“You had a briefcase.”

“I’ve taken care of that. It’s where I can get it.”

The actor paused, then spoke slowly. “So your

advice to me is to level with the police, to tell them

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