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"Everything we say here has the highest security classification, it has executive privilege," Ke
"It's Yabril," Ke
Ke
But now Tappey smiled. "You must have read the internal memos my counterintelligence chief has been giving me. That's exactly what he says."
"So how do we prevent all this?" Ke
Ke
For the very first time in their relationship, Ke
"No," Ke
Tappey asked, "Is Christian in on this?"
This was difficult for Ke
Tappey nodded. Tappey was with him. Tappey understood. Tappey was now looking at Ke
"I guess I don't get anything in writing," Tappey said.
"No," Ke
"Be very specific," Theodore Tappey said, "if you will, Mr. President."
Ke
"I understand, Mr. President," Tappey said.
Ke
"We're not talking murder here," Ke
Tappey was waiting.
Ke
Ke
"Can you assemble a team that will do that?" Ke
"When I explain the situation to them," Tappey said. "They would never have been recruited if they were not devoted to their country."
In the dark hours of that night, Theodore Tappey escorted Yabril to Ke
Ke
Yabril shrugged and said, "I find your offer too generous."
Ke
Such charm would not work with Yabril. He could only persuade this man by convincing him of his own strict morality.
"I am doing this to erase fear from the mind of my country," Ke
"Then why, are you taking such pains to convince me?" Yabril asked.
"It's not in my nature to perform my duty as a matter of form," Ke
Here is the chance to clear your name and the names of your comrades. Why not take it? Do you fear you will not pass the test? That is always a possibility-it occurs to me now, though I don't really believe it."
Yabril looked directly into Ke
He knew nothing of what had happened in the last six months. He had been isolated for deep interrogations. Ke
"Taking this test is your only hope of freedom. Provided you pass it, of course," he said.
Ke
Almost with sorrow, he saw he had convinced Yabril. He continued his persuasion, he used all his wit, all his charm, his appearance of integrity. He projected all the images of what he had once been, of what Yabril had known him to be, before he forfeited the whole of himself to convince Yabril. He knew he was finally successful when he saw the smile on Yabril's face was one of pity and contempt. He knew then that he had won Yabril's trust.
Four days later, after Yabril's PET medical interrogation, after the terrorist had been transferred back to FBI custody, he received two visitors. They were Francis Ke
Yabril was completely unrestrained, unshackled.
The three men spent a quiet hour drinking tea and eating little sandwiches. Ke