The Bourne Deception - By Robert Ludlum & Eric van Lustbader Page 0,54
primary mission is this Iranian indigenous group.
When she said nothing, he went on. I need you to help me.
You are the state, she said. How could I possibly help you?
He looked around, possibly to make sure none of his sentries had returned. Soraya watched him closely. If he was concerned with being overheard by one of his own men, what did that tell her? Had he finally broken away from al Mokhabarat? Had he turned rogue? But no, there was another explanation.
Theres a mole in my division, he said, someone very high up.
Amun, youre the head of al Mokhabarat, who
I suspect that its someone higher up than me. He puffed out his cheeks, let the stale air out of his lungs. Your contacts, your Typhon people, I think they could find out who the mole is.
Isnt it your job to ferret out spies and traitors?
Dont you think I tried? Heres what I got for my efforts: four agents killed in the line of duty and a severe reprimand about the growing incompetence of my agency. The rage behind his eyes returned full force. Believe me when I tell you that the threat to me was thinly veiled.
Soraya considered this. Why should she care or help him when his organization might have shot down the plane? She said, Give me one good reason why I should help you.
I know your people havent gotten anywhere with confirming the identity of the Iranian indigenous groupand they wont, I promise you that. But I can.
At that moment a beam of light caused a swath of stars to vanish. Soraya moved several paces to her left in order to get a look at who was coming.
Delia approached over a low rise, the beam of her flashlight playing over them for a moment. Her face was turned into a Halloween mask by the illumination from below.
I know the origin of the missile that hit the plane.
Chalthoum, with a quick warning glance at Soraya, crossed his arms over his chest. So?
So. Delia took a deep breath, let it all out before she continued. The missile was a ground-to-air Kowsar 3.
Iranian. Soraya felt a chill run through her. Delia, are you certain?
I found fragments of the electronic guidance system, her friend said. Theyre Chinese, similar to those on the C-701, which is an airto-surface missile. While the EGS is similar to that of the Sky Dragon, this one had a millimeter-wave radar seeker.
Which is how it locked on so effectively to the aircraft, Soraya said.
Delia nodded. That particular EGS is unique to the Kowsar. She shot Soraya a significant look. This babys got a speed of just below Mach One; the aircraft had no chance, none at all.
Soraya felt sick to her stomach.
Chalthoums voice vibrated in genuine fury. Yakhrab byuthium! May their houses be destroyed! The Iranians shot down the plane.
And with those words the world moved a giant step closer to war. Not one of the recent crop of regional wars like Vietnam, Afghanistan, and Iraq, which were terrible and bloody enough, but a full-blown world war. A war to end all wars.
Book Two
12
IJUST GOT OFF THE PHONE with the Iranian president, the president said. He categorically denies any knowledge of the incident.
Which precisely echoes the official response from their foreign minister, Jaime Hernandez responded. The door opened and the intelligence czar received a stack of printouts from a slim man with dark hair, graying on the sides. He had the bland face of an accountant, but there was something hard and withholding in his eyes that belied that surface assessment.
After checking over the papers, Hernandez nodded and introduced the slim man as Errol Danziger, the NSAs deputy director of signals intelligence. As you can see, Hernandez said while he handed out the printouts, were leaving nothing to chance. This material is strictly senior staff, Eyes Only.
With that, Danziger nodded to them and departed as silently as hed entered.
Five people ranged around the table in one of the Pentagons vast electronic war rooms, three levels below the basement. Each had before him identical printouts, which comprised the latest findings from the joint forensics team sent to Cairo as well as up-to-the-minute intelligence assessments of the rapidly morphing situation. Paper shredders stood guard beside each of the leather-backed chairs.
As if Hernandezs pause was a cue, Secretary of Defense Halliday said, Of course they categorically deny their involvement, but the provocation is serious and theyre behind it.
They cant refute the evidence we delivered to them, said Jon Mueller, the