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The door opened seven seconds later。 〃Yes； Mr。 President？〃
〃I think you know； Ellen；〃 Jack told her。
〃Yes； sir。〃 She fished in her pocket and pulled out a fliptop box of Virginia Slims。 Ryan took one out； along with the pink butane lighter stashed inside。 He lit the smoke and took a long hit。 〃Thanks； Ellen。〃
Her smile was downright motherly。 〃Surely； Mr。 President。〃 And she headed back to the secretaries' room； closing the curved door behind her。
〃Jack？〃
〃Yeah； Rob？〃 Ryan responded； turning。 … 〃That's disgusting。〃
〃Okay； I am not omniscient； and I'm not perfect；〃 POTUS admitted crossly after the second puff。 〃Now； back to China。〃
〃They can forget MFN；〃 van Damm said。 〃Congress would impeach you if you asked for it； Jack。 And you can figure that the Hill will offer Taiwan any weapons system they want to buy next go…round。〃
〃I have no problems with that。 And there's no way I was going to offer them MFN anyway； unless they decide to break down and start acting like civilized people。〃
〃And that's the problem；〃 Adler reminded them all。 〃They think we're the uncivilized ones。〃
〃I see trouble；〃 Jackson said； before anyone else could。 Ryan figured it was his background as a fighter pilot to be first in things。 〃They're just out of touch with the rest of the world。 The only way to get them back in touch will involve some pain。 Not to their people； especially； but sure as hell to the guys who make the decisions。〃
〃And they're the ones who control the guns；〃 van Damm noted。
〃Roger that； Arnie；〃 Jackson confirmed。
〃So； how can we ease them the right way？〃 Ryan asked； to center the conversation once more。
〃We stick to it。 We tell them we want reciprocal trade access； or they will face reciprocal trade barriers。 We tell them that this little flare…up with the Nuncio makes any concessions on our part impossible； and that's just how things are。 If they want to trade with us； they have to back off；〃 Adler spelled out。 〃They don't like being told such things； but it's the real world； and they have to acknowledge objective reality。 They do understand that； for the most part；〃 SecState concluded。
Ryan looked around the room and got nods。 〃Okay； make sure Rutledge understands what the message is；〃 he told EAGLE。
〃Yes； sir；〃 SecState agreed； with a nod。 People stood and started filing out。 Vice President Jackson allowed himself to be the last in the line of departure。
〃Hey； Rob；〃 Ryan said to his old friend。
〃Funny thing； watched some TV last night for a change； caught an old movie I hadn't seen since I was a kid。〃
〃Which one？〃
〃Billy Budd； Melville's story about the poor dumb sailor who gets himself hanged。 I'd forgot the name of Billy's ship。〃
〃Yeah？〃 So had Ryan。
〃It was The Rights of Man。 Kind of a noble name for a ship。 I imagine Melville made that up with malice aforethought； like writers do； but that's what we fight for； isn't it？ Even the Royal Navy； they just didn't fight as well as we did back then。 The Rights of Man； 〃 Jackson repeated。 〃It is a noble sentiment。〃
〃How does it apply to the current problem； Rob？〃
〃Jack； the first rule of war is the mission： First； why the hell are you out there； and then what are you proposing to do about it。 The Rights of Man makes a pretty good starting point； doesn't it？ By the way； CNN's going to be at Pap's church tomorrow and at Gerry Patterson's。 They're switching off； preaching in each other's pulpit for the memorial ceremonies； and CNN decided to cover it as a news event in and of itself。 Good call； I think；〃 Jackson editorialized。 〃Wasn't like that in Mississippi back when I was a boy。〃
〃It's going to be like you said？〃
〃I'm only guessing；〃 Robby admitted； 〃but I don't see either one of them playing it cool。 It's too good an opportunity to teach a good lesson about how the Lord doesn't care a rat's ass what color we are； and how all men of faith should stand together。 They'll both probably fold in the abortion thing…Pap ain't real keen on abortion rights； and neither's Patterson…but mainly it'll be about justice and equality and how two good men went to see God after doing the right thing。〃
〃Your dad's pretty good with a sermon； eh？〃
〃If they gave out Pulitzers for preaching； he'd have a wall covered in the things； Jack； and Gerry Patterson ain't too bad for a white boy either。〃
〃Ah；〃 Yefremov observed。 He was in the building perch instead of one of the vehicles。 It was more fortable； and he was senior enough to deserve and appreciate the forts。 There was Suvorov/Koniev； sitting back on the bench； an afternoon newspaper in his hands。 They didn't have to watch； but watch they did； just to be sure。 Of course； there were thousands of park benches in Moscow； and the probability that their subject would sit in the same one this many times was genuinely astronomical。 That's what they would argue to the judge when the time came for the trial。。。 depending on what was in the subject's right hand。 （His KGB file said that he was right…handed； and it seemed to be the case。） He was so skillful that you could hardly see what he did； but it was done； and it was seen。 His right hand left the paper； reached inside his jacket； and pulled out something metallic。 Then the hand paused briefly； and as he turned pages in the paper…the fluttering of the paper was a fine distraction to anyone who might be watching； since the human eye is always drawn to movement…the right hand slid down and affixed the metal transfer case to the magnetic holder； then returned for the paper； all in one smooth motion； done so quickly as to be invisible。 Well； almost； Yefremov thought。 He'd caught spies before…four of them； in fact； which explained his promotion to a supervisory position…and every one had a thrill attached to it； because he was chasing and catching the most elusive of game。 And this one was Russian…trained； the most elusive of all。 He'd never bagged one of them before； and there was the extra thrill of catching not just a spy but a traitor as well。 。 。 and perhaps a traitor guilty of murder？ he wondered。 That was another first。 Never in his experience had espionage involved the violation of that law。 No； an intelligence operation was about the transfer of information； which was dangerous enough。 The inclusion of murder was an additional hazard that was not calculated to please a trained spy。 It made noise； as they said； and noise was something a spy avoided as much as a cat burglar； and for much the same reason。
〃Call Provalov；〃 Yefremov told his subordinate。 Two reasons for that。 First； he rather owed it to the militia lieutenant； who'd presented him with both the case and the subject。 Second； the civilian cop might know something useful to his part of this case。 They continued to watch Suvorov/Koniev for another ten minutes。 Finally； he stood and walked back to his car for the drive back to his apartment； during which he was duly followed by the ever…changing surveillance team。 After the requisite fifteen minutes； one of Yefremov's people crossed the street and retrieved the case from the bench。 It was the locked one again； which told them that the item inside was perhaps more important。 You had to get past the anti…tamper device