The French Revenge by Allan Topol

Author:Allan Topol [Topol, Allan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: TRAB Publishing
Published: 2020-05-05T22:00:00+00:00

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Washington

General Tyler was sitting at his desk, anxious to receive Major Dorsey’s report on drone surveillance. Yesterday, they had tracked Anthony from Vico in Corsica to Cagliari where he got on to the ferry to Naples carrying two bags. One of them held a disassembled rifle. Tyler expected that today’s report would confirm his judgment about what Anthony was planning to do.

Tyler’s secretary buzzed him. “Major Dorsey is here,” she said.

As usual, Dorsey was carrying a folder. Today he had a somber look on his face.

“Target was on the move today. He may be getting close to taking some action.”

“Tell me about it,” Tyler said.

“Target left the ferry at eight-thirty this morning. Rented an Audi from Hertz. Then spent approximately an hour driving around Naples. It seemed like random movements, as if he wanted to make sure he wasn’t being followed. After that, he drove north on A1, passed Rome, and checked into a small hotel called Borgo San Felice, 22 kilometers from Siena. He carried one of his two bags into the hotel; left the other one in the car. He walked outside for a while. Then he seems to have gone to sleep.”

As Dorsey had been talking, Tyler had been plotting Anthony’s journey on an imaginary map in his mind. He had no doubt that tomorrow, Anthony would continue north, either to Stresa where Volkov would be swimming in the lake, or Como where the G-7 would take place and Volkov would be there. In one of those two places, Anthony would try to assassinate Volkov.

Drone surveillance had given Tyler exactly what he needed. Now it was time to shut it down. He couldn’t be in a position of watching Anthony shoot Volkov. He would either have to block him, which of course he didn’t want to do, or he would be an accomplice, which he wasn’t authorized by President Young to do. He couldn’t tell that to Major Dorsey so he needed a plausible explanation.

“I want you to terminate drone surveillance,” Tyler said.

Dorsey looked surprised. “Can I ask you why, sir?”

“We have another critical use for the drone in the Middle East. Now that we’re down to the short strokes, I have assets in Italy who can take over surveillance on the ground.”

Dorsey, being a good soldier, didn’t challenge Tyler, or try to convince him to continue the drone surveillance.

Instead, he said, “I’ll give the order to terminate drone surveillance.”

After Dorsey left, Tyler, sitting at his desk, closed his eyes and tried to put himself into Anthony’s mind. Where would he carry out the assassination? Stresa or Como?

After thinking about it a couple of minutes, he decided: it had to be Stresa. The security would be much lighter. In Como, security would be so intense that Anthony would have a much more difficult time assassinating Volkov. Anthony would have to realize that. There was no question in Tyler’s mind. Anthony would attempt to assassinate Volkov in Stresa.

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