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Ryan thought about that for several seconds。 This was one of those moments…the frightening ones； as he thought of them…when his words would shape the policy of his own country； and； possibly； others as well。 It was easy to be glib or flip； to say the first thing that popped into his mind； but； no； he couldn't do that。 Moments like this were too important； too vast in their potential consequences； and he couldn't allow himself to make government policy on a whim； could he？ He had to think the matter through； quickly perhaps； but through。
〃We need China to know that we want the same access to their markets that we've given them to ours； and that we won't tolerate their stealing products from American panies without proper pensation。 George； I want the playing field level and fair for everyone。 If they don't want to play that way； we start hurting them。〃
〃Fair enough； Mr。 President。 I will pass that message along to your Secretary of State。 Want I should deliver this； too？〃 Winston asked； holding up his SORGE briefing sheet。
〃No； Scott gets his own version of it。 And； George； be very； very careful with that。 If the information leaks； a human being will lose his life；〃 SWORDSMAN told TRADER； deliberately disguising the source as a man； and therefore deliberately misleading his Secretary of the Treasury。 But that； too； was business； and not personal。
〃It goes into my confidential files。〃 Which was a pretty secure place； they both knew。 〃Nice reading the other guy's mail； isn't it？〃
〃Just about the best intelligence there is；〃 Ryan agreed。
〃The guys at Fort Meade； eh？ Tapping into somebody's cell phone via satellite？〃
〃Sources and methods…you really don't want to know that； George。 There's always the chance that you'll spill it to the wrong person by mistake； and then you have some guy's life on your conscience。 Something to be avoided； trust me。〃
〃I hear you； Jack。 Well； I have a day to start。 Thanks for the coffee and the pastry； boss。〃
〃Any time； George。 Later。〃 Ryan turned to his appointment calendar as the Secretary walked out the corridor door； from which he'd go downstairs； cross outside because the West Wing wasn't directly connected to the White House proper； dart back inside； and head off into the tunnel leading to Treasury。
Outside Ryan's office； the Secret Service detail went over the appointment list also； but their copy also included the results of a National Crime Information puter check； to make sure that no convicted murderer was being admitted into the Sanctum Sanctorum of the United States of America。
CHAPTER 17
The Coinage of Gold
Scott Adler was regarded as too young and inexperienced for the job； but that judgment came from would…be political appointees who'd schemed their way to near…the…top； whereas Adler had been a career foreign…service officer since his graduation from Tufts University's Fletcher School of Law and Diplomacy twenty…six years earlier。 Those who'd seen him work regarded him as a very astute diplomatic technician。 Those who played cards with him…Adler liked to play poker before a major meeting or negotiation…thought he was one very lucky son of a bitch。
His seventh…floor office at the State Department building was capacious and fortable。 Behind his desk was a credenza covered with the usual framed photographs of spouse； children； and parents。 He didn't like wearing his suit jacket at his desk； as he found it too confining for fort。 In this he'd outraged some of the senior State Department bureaucrats； who thought this an entirely inappropriate informality。 He did； of course； don the jacket for important meetings with foreign dignitaries； but he didn't think internal meetings were important enough to be unfortable for。
That suited George Winston； who tossed his coat over a chair when he came in。 Like himself； Scott Adler was a working guy； and those were the people with whom
Winston was most fortable。 He might be a career government puke； but the son of a bitch had a work ethic； which was more than he could say for too many of the people in his own department。 He was doing his best to weed the drones out； but it was no easy task； and civil…service rules made firing unproductive people a non…trivial exercise。
〃Have you read the Chinese stuff？〃 Adler asked； as soon as the lunch tray was on the table。
〃Yeah； Scott。 I mean； holy shit； fella；〃 TRADER observed to EAGLE。
〃Wele to the club。 The intelligence stuff we get can be very interesting。〃 The State Department had its own spook service； called Intelligence and Research； or I&R； which； while it didn't exactly pete with CIA and the other services； occasionally turned up its own rough little diamonds from the thick diplomatic mud。 〃So； what do you think of our little yellow brothers？〃
Winston managed not to growl。 〃Buddy； I might not even eat their goddamned food anymore。〃
〃They make our worst robber barons look like Mother Teresa。 They're conscienceless motherfuckers； George； and that's a fact。〃 Winston immediately started liking Adler more。 A guy who talked like this had real possibilities。 Now it was his turn to be coldly professional to counterpoint Adler's working…class patois。
〃They're ideologically driven； then？〃
〃Totally…well； maybe with a little corruption thrown in； but remember； they figure that their political astuteness entitles them to live high on the hog； and so to them it's not corruption at all。 They just collect tribute from the peasants； and 'peasant' is a word they still use over there。〃
〃In other words； we're dealing with dukes and earls？〃
The Secretary of State nodded。 〃Essentially； yes。 They have an enormous sense of personal entitlement。 They are not used to hearing the word 'no' in any form； and as a result they don't always know what to do when they do hear it from people like me。 That's why they're often at a disadvantage in negotiations…at least； when we play hardball with them。 We haven't done much of that； but last year after the Airbus shoot…down I came on a little strong； and then we followed up with official diplomatic recognition of the ROC government on Taiwan。 That really put the PRC noses seriously out of joint； even though the ROC government hasn't officially declared its independence。〃
〃What？〃 Somehow SecTreas had missed that。
〃Yeah； the people on Taiwan play a pretty steady and reasonable game。 They've never really gone out of their way to offend the mainland。 Even though they have embassies all over the world； they've never actually proclaimed the fact that they're an independent nation。 That would flip the Beijing Chinese out。 Maybe the guys in Taipei think it would be bad manners or something。 At the same time； we have an understanding that Beijing knows about。 If somebody messes with Taiwan； Seventh Fleet es over to keep an eye on things； and we will not permit a direct military threat to the Republic of China government。 The PRC doesn't have enough of a navy to worry our guys that much； and so all that flies back and forth； really； is words。〃 Adler looked up from his sandwich。 〃Sticks and stones； y'know？〃
〃Well； I had breakfast with Jack this morning； and we talked about the trade talks。〃