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“Let me, as you say in America, level with you, Mr. Qui
Qui
“We asked for primacy in the negotiation process and were overruled at Washington ’s request. I have to accept that. I don’t have to like it. I have also been instructed to give you every cooperation the Met. and the entire range of our government’s departments can offer. And that you will get. You have my word on it.”
“I’m very grateful for that, Mr. Cramer,” said Qui
“What exactly is it you want?”
“Background first. The last update I read was in Washington…” Qui
“So far as we are aware, no,” said Cramer. “There have been calls, of course. Some obvious hoaxes, some not so obvious, a dozen really plausible. To the last, we asked for some element of proof they were really holding Simon Cormack-”
“How?” asked Qui
“A question to be answered. Something from his nine months at Oxford that it would be hard to discover. No one called back with a right answer.”
“Forty-eight hours is not unusual waiting time for the first contact,” said Qui
“Agreed,” said Cramer. “They may communicate by mail, with a letter or a tape recording, in which case the package may be on its way. Or by phone. If it’s the former, we’ll bring them ’round here, though I will want our forensic people to have first crack at the paper, envelope, wrappings, and letter for any prints, saliva, or other traces. Fair, I think? You have no laboratory facilities here.”
“Perfectly fair,” said Qui
“But if the first contact is by phone, how do you want to handle it, Mr. Qui
Qui
Cramer looked up at Collins and Seymour, who nodded. They would set up the embassy first-filter multiline switchboard within the next hour and a half, in time for the newscast. Qui
“Your Telecom people can trace every call as it comes into the embassy, maybe make a few arrests of hoaxers stupid enough not to use a public phone booth or who stay on the line too long. I don’t think the real kidnappers will be that dumb.”
“Agreed,” said Cramer. “So far, they’re smarter than that.”
“The patch-through must be without a cutoff, and just to one of the phones in this flat. There are three, right?”
Collins nodded. One was a direct line to his office, which was in the embassy building anyway.
“Use that one,” said Qui
“I’ll get you a flash line within ninety minutes,” said Cramer, “a number that has never been used before. We’ll have to tap it, of course, but you won’t hear a sound on the line. Finally, I’d like to have two detective chief inspectors living in here with you, Mr. Qui
“I’m sorry, no,” said Qui
“They could be of great help,” Cramer persisted. “If the kidnappers are British, there will be the question of regional accents, slang words, hints of strain or desperation in the voice at the other end, tiny traces only another Britisher could spot. They wouldn’t say anything, just listen.”
“They can listen at the exchange,” said Qui
Cramer’s mouth tightened slightly. But he had his orders. He rose to leave. Qui
“Let me see you to your car,” he said. They all knew what that meant-the stairs were not bugged. At the door Qui
“I know you don’t like it this way. I’m not very happy about it myself. Try to trust me. I’m not about to lose this boy if I can help it. You’ll hear every damn syllable on the phone. My own people will even hear me on the can. It’s like a Radio Shack in there.”
“All right, Mr. Qui
“One last thing…” They had reached the pavement; the police car waited. “Don’t spook them. If they phone, or stay on the line a mite too long, no squad cars roaring up to the phone booth…”
“We do know that, Mr. Qui
“Don’t get seen,” warned Qui
Cramer nodded, shook hands, and climbed into his car.
Thirty minutes later the engineers arrived, none in Telecom uniform, all offering Telecom identification cards. Qui
One of the engineers, with the base off the sitting-room telephone, raised an eyebrow a fraction. Qui
More work was going on in the basement at the embassy in Grosvenor Square. Ten lines already existed and they were all taken over. Ten young women, some American, some British, sat and waited.
The third operation was in the Kensington exchange, where the police set up an office to monitor incoming calls heading for Qui
Thirty seconds after the British group left, Lou Collins’s American engineer arrived to remove all the newly installed British bugs and tune their own. Thus, when Qui
At 10:00 P.M. ITN newscaster Sandy Gall stared into the camera as the booming chimes of the Big Ben theme died away, and made the a