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[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] earthquake which would sever Florida from the U.S. mainland, about the hundreds of thousands of lives that would be lost. Finally, before he concluded, Rourke added, "Maybe I have you figured wrong, but I don't think so. Can you help?" There was a long silence, and for a moment Rourke thought something had gone wrong with the transmission. "This is all true you give me your word on this thing?" "To the best of my knowledge, General, yes." "You have seen this seismographic evidence with your own eyes?" "One sheet. The rest was lost with her bike." "You are a man of science. This is possible?" Page 96 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html "I think so," Rourke admitted. "You ask that I make a truce, between your U.S. II forces and the Soviets?" "Temporary, of course." "Of course. What about the Cubans? You seriously think that they will believe you or me?" "If we can get them to take it seriously enough, they'll evacuate themselves I suppose. Then your people and mine can move in and evacuate the civilians." "Why should I do this thing?" "I don't know," Rourke said honestly, staring at the speaker above the radio as if he could somehow see Varakov's face in it. "I don't know," Rourke repeated. "But you think that I will?" "Yes. If you can, I think that you will." "Natalia is there, on a mission with Colonel Miklov to negotiate with the Cubanos over a few minor difficulties. I can contact her, have her break the news to the Cuban commander. But you must do two things." "What?" Rourke said slowly. "I think this woman Wiznewski with the strange first name must go to Florida, show the piece of paper, talk to the Cuban commander. And perhaps you should go, too. If this is necessary, you promise me that you will not board a plane to evacuate until Major Tiemerovna has boarded as well? Agreed?" Page 97 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html "Why do you say that?" "She will stay to help in the evacuation you know that." "I suppose Natalia would," Rourke commented into the microphone, his mind suddenly filled with her image the dark hair, the bright blue eyes, the softness of her, the courage, too. "Yes, she would. I agree. I do not leave without her. And I suppose it would be necessary for the girl to go there. But as soon as they are convinced, I must get put in contact with your emergency commanders and the Cubans. My friend Paul Rubenstein is in Florida now. I'm not certain exactly where." "The Jew? I think I know. We thought at first it was you." Varakov outlined to Rourke a Soviet intelligence report on a single-handed attack on a Cuban detention camp. The young man had fought "like a lion," and most of the internees at the camp were Jews. "It must be Rubenstein. Yes, we will help you to find him in exchange for your shepherding Major Tiemerovna." "She was a Captain," Rourke said. "I promoted her for bravery. You understand?" Rourke smiled, wishing for a moment he could see the old man's face, wondering what it looked like now. Were the eyes sad, was there still humor there? "Yes, General. How do we contact each other? I can bring this radio to headquarters with me." There was a pause. "Yes. I would speak with this Mr. Chambers and arrange the details of the truce. Did you " Rourke smiled. "Soames? The child molester? Did I kill him?" "Yes... I assume.. ." The voice trailed off. "Your man Veskovitch was very brave and died well. If he had a family " Rourke let the sentence hang. Page 98 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html "I will see that they know. Good-bye for now, Rourke." The radio went dead. Rourke sat there by the yellow light, not saying anything, not thinking anything. There was a picture now, vivid in his mind, and he almost wanted it to go away. It was an indefinite and changing picture. Sometimes a face, sometimes a way of standing or walking and sometimes, if a voice could be pictured, it was a voice. Natalia. They were to meet again, he knew. Chapter 36 "The fact is, General Santiago, that if these misdirected actions of your line commanders near the border continue, it will do nothing to further the cause of harmonious relations between your people and ours," Miklov said in perfect Spanish. Then he leaned back from across the table, seemingly studying the Cuban commander's face across the highly polished wood separating them. Natalia had played tennis often before the Night of the War. But she had always more enjoyed watching it well-played by two worthwhile adversaries. As she turned her head now to look at Santiago, she felt a similar feeling. It was up to Santiago either to volley the ball Miklov had served or lose the match. "But according to the reports of my line commanders, Colonel Miklov, there have been no such incidents beyond the course of normal patrolling or pursuit of an escaping Resistance fighter and the like. There have been no intentional incursions into your country's space." Natalia looked back at Miklov, smiling. "But General Santiago must realize that whatever the cause for border incursions, that again they do little to promote harmonious relations. It is my hope that such incursions can be stopped completely and this is my purpose here to discuss these matters and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |