Robert Ludlum – Aquatain Progression

chance to speak. “These are the men I was after,

Rene after legally, to build a few cases against

them, expose

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them in the courts before they got anywhere. But

then, I found out. They’re already there. I was too

late.”

“But why you?”

‘it in Geneva with Halliday, the man who was

shot to death. He was killed by their gunmen, but

not before he recruited me. You asked me about

Geneva and I lied to you, but that’s the truth. Now,

you’ll either help me, or try to help me, or you

won’t. Not for me I’m insignificant but what I got

roped into isn’t. And I was roped into it, I know

that now. But I’ve seen them, talked to them, and

they’re so goddamned logical, so bucking persuasive,

they’ll turn all Europe fascist; they’ll set up a

military federation with my country the progenitor.

Because it started in my country, it started in San

Francisco with a man named Delavane.”

“Saigon? The Mad Marcus of Saigon?”

“Alive and well and living in Palo Alto, pushing

his military buttons all over the place. He’s still a

magnet and they’re drawn to him like flies to a pig.”

“Joel, are you . . . are you . . . all right?”

“Let’s put it this way, Rene. I took a lousy watch

offa man who guarded me a paranoid who

nevertheless was nice to me and it’s got a sweep

hand. You’ve got thirty seconds to think about what

I’ve told you, then I’ll hang up. Now, old friend,

twenty-nine seconds.”

Ten passed and Mattilon spoke. “An insane man

does not deliver such a precise explanation so

precisely. Very well, perhaps I am mad, too, but

what you speak of God knows the times are right,

what else can I say? Everything is crazy'”

“I’ve got to get back to the States alive, to

Washington. I know people there. If I can reach

them and show myself for what I am, they’ll listen

to me. Can you help?”

“I have contacts in the Quai d’Orsay. Let me go to

them.”

“No,” objected Converse. “They know we’re

friends. One word to the wrong person and you’d be

killed. Forgive wee~cbaunttmaffrOedimthpotrtant,

your talking would set off alarms.

“Very well,” said Mattilon. “There is a man in

Amsterdam don’t ask me how I know him_who

can arrange such things. I assume you have no

passport.”

“I have one but it’s not mine. It’s German. I

took it off a guard who was ready to put a bullet in

my head.”

“Then I’m sure he’s not in a position to

complain to the authorities.”

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“He’s not.”

“In your mind you really did go back, didn’t you,

my friend?”

“Let’s not talk about it, okay?”

“Bien. You are you. Keep that passport, it will be

useful.”

“Amsterdam. How do I get there?”

“You are in Bonn, no?”

“Yes.”

“There is a train to Emmerich on the Dutch

border. In Emmerich, switch to local

transport streetcars, autobuses, whatever. The

customs are lax, especially during the peak hours

when workers go back and forth. No one looks, so

just show the passport you have quickly, partially

covering the photograph, perhaps. It’s good that it’s

German. You should have no trouble.”

“Suppose I do?”

“Then I can’t help you, my friend. I’m being

honest. And then I must go to the Quai d’Orsay.”

“All right. I get across, then what?”

“You’ll reach Arnhem. From there you take the

train to Amsterdam.”

“And then?”

“The man. His name is on a card in my bottom

drawer. Do you have something to write on write

with?”

“Go ahead,” said Converse, reaching for the note

pad and the ball-point pen on the ledge beneath the

telephone.

“Here it is. Thorbecke. Cort Thorbecke. The

apartment house is on the southwest corner of

Utrechtsestraat and Kerkstraat. The telephone

number is zero-two-zero, four-oneone-three-zero.

When you call for an appointment, tell him you are

a member of the Tabana family. Do you have that?

Tatiana. ”

“Rend?” said Joel, writing. “I never would have

guessed. How come you know someone like this?”

“I told you not to ask, but on the other hand he

may probe and you should have at least vague

answers everything was always vague. Tatiana is a

Russian name, one of the Czar’s daughters reputedly

executed at Ekaterinburg in 1918. I say ‘reputedly’

because many believe she was spared along with her

sister Anastasia and smuggled out with a nurse who

had a fortune in jewels on her. The nurse favored

Tatiana and once free, gave everything to the child

and nothing to her sis

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ten It’s said she lived anonymously in great

wealth may even be living today but no one

knows where.”

“That’s what I have to know?” asked Converse.

“NO, it’s merely the origins of its present

meaning. Today it is a symbol of trust given to very

few people in recent years, people who themselves

are trusted by the most suspicious men on earth,

men who cannot afford to make mistakes.”

“Good Lord, who?”

“Russians, powerful Soviet commissars who have

a fond” ness for Western banking, who broker

money out of Moscow for investments. You can

understand why the circle is small. Few are called

and fewer chosen. Thorbecke is one of them and he

does an extensive business in passports. I’ll reach

him and tell him to expect your call. Remember, no

name, just Tatiana. He’ll have you on a KLM to

Washington in short order. You’ll need money,

however, so we must think how I can ”

“Money’s one thing I don’t need,” interrupted

Converse. “Just a passport and a plane ticket to

Dulles Airport without being picked up.”

“Get to Amsterdam. Thorbecke will help.”

“Thank you, Rene. I wanted to count on you

and you came through. It means a lot to me. It

means my life.”

“You’re not in Washington yet, my friend. But

call me when you get there, no matter the hour.”

“I will. Thanks, again.’

Joel hung up, put the note pad and the pen into

his pocket, and went out of the booth to the

counter. He asked for his charges, and while the

English-speaking operator was getting them he

remembered the item he had marked 2 on his list.

His attache case with the dossiers and the names of

the deci sion makers at the Pentagon and the State

Department. Das Rektorat. Through some

extraordinary oversight on Leifhelm’s part, had

Connal managed to hide it somewhere? Could it

have been found perhaps by an employee at the

country inn? Converse spoke to the operator who

was handing him his bill.

There’s a place called Das Rektorat. It’s a hotel

in the countryside where I’m not sure, but I’d like

to call it and reach the manager. I’m told he speaks

English.”

‘Yes, sir. Das Rektorat has splendid

accommodations, if they are available.”

“I’m not looking for a reservation. A friend of

mine stayed there last week and thinks he may have

left a valuable item

THE AQUITAINE PROGRESSION 381

in his room. He called me and asked me to check for

him, to speak with the manager. If I find the

number, would you place the call for me and get him

on the line? I’m sorry to say I don’t speak German;

I’d probably reach the chef.”

‘ Certainly, sir,” replied the woman, smiling. It

would be easier for me to get the number. Return to

booth seven and I’ll ring you. You can pay for both

calls when you are finished.”

Inside the glass enclosure Joel lit a cigarette,

thinking about what he was going to say. He barely

had time to formulate his words when the ring came.

“This is the Vorsteher the manager of Das

Rektorat, sir,” said the operator. ‘ And he does speak

English.”

“Thank you.” The operator broke off her

connection “Hello?”

“Yes, may I help you, sir?”

“I hope so. I’m an American friend of

Commander Connal Fitzpatrick, chief legal officer of

the San Diego Naval Base in California. I

understand he stayed there last week.”

‘Indeed he did, sir. We were so sorry we could

not have extended his visit with us, but there was a

prior reservation.”

“Oh? He left unexpectedly?”

“I shouldn’t put it that way. We spoke in the

morning and I believe he understood our situation.

I myself made arrangements for a taxi.”

“He was alone when he left?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Oh. Then if you’ll tell me which hotel he went

to, I can check there as well.”

‘Check, sir?”

“The Commander misplaced one of his briefcases,

a flat leather type with two combination locks. The

contents are of no value except to him, but he very

much wants to find it. It was a present from his wife,

I think. Have you come across it?”

‘No, sir.”

“Are you sure? The commander has a habit of

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