Armageddon Games (Connor Reed Series Book 10) by Quentin Black

Author:Quentin Black [Black, Quentin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Trachinidae Publishers
Published: 2025-03-09T00:00:00+00:00

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Naftali Avidan opened the door of the prime minister’s office to find David Nazzal already sitting in one of the leather chairs.

A thick, polished oak desk squatted in front of the Shin Bet chief, with an Israeli flag stand separating the desk from the shelves filled with books.

Nazzal stood, and when the two men shook hands, Avidan resisted the urge to squeeze hard.

He sat and said in English, “He is not often late.”

“Maybe it is a tactic—letting us let off steam before he gets here.”

“You letting me blow off steam, old friend? I cautioned against this. And—”

The door opened, and the prime minister entered.

“Gentlemen, apologies for my lateness. Much needs my attention at this time, as you can imagine.”

And we have all the time in the world, thought Avidan disdainfully.

The prime minister skirted around the desk, sat and asked, “So we got him then?”

Avidan shook his head. “No reliable chatter indicates that is the case. Also, none of the senior members of the differing organisations have been reported to be present. It seems the intelligence was faulty.”

Nazzal stared at him momentarily before announcing, “The intel was not faulty. Prime Minister, we have information that the key members were switched for proxies of lesser importance after the meeting Avi Teper had relayed our findings before the strike.”

“This is absurd,” snapped Avidan. “I’d still be interested to know where this information originated. Shabak’s performance has not been stellar this last year.”

“It is interesting that the prime minster was also at the meeting and doesn’t display the same defensiveness to what I have just said.”

“We all know what you’re insinuating, David.”

“I have made a statement. Not an insinuation. I am happy to open source the information as long as it stays amongst the men in this room this time.”

“I would like that.”

The Shin Bet chief opened his briefcase and handed both men a twenty-five-page document.

The Mossad boss flicked through the document and said, “What good are these? Most of it is redacted.”

Nazzal said it more to the prime minister, but Avidan answered, “Given the potential security breach, we felt it necessary.”

“A security breach that could have easily come from your side.”

“Correct.”

The prime minister spoke, “How do we find this… informant?”

The domestic security chief said, “I suggest the old-fashioned way—a Canary Trap.”

“A barium meal test,” said the foreign spymaster, using the less well-known name for a method of disinformation used to expose informants.

The technique involved issuing sensitive information to the suspected party or parties and observing.

Though many confused the two, a Canary Trap dealt with documents, whereas a barium meal test could deliver the information in any form.

The prime minister smiled. “Strange, I read ‘A Clash of Kings’—Tyrion Lannister uses the trap to find out which member of the king’s small council is reporting to his sister.”

“Maybe George RR Martin knows of our techniques,” said Nazzal, his grin matching the prime minister’s. “Perhaps you should send a Kidon to interrogate him.”

The prime minister cut off Avidan’s retort, “So we agree on the need and strategy to find this informant?”

Avidan felt his windpipe cool.

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