WASHINGTON OPERATOR by Allan Topol

Author:Allan Topol [Topol, Allan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-30T16:00:00+00:00

Professor Kamal, as chair of Middle East Studies Department, occupied a suite on the fourth floor of the History and Political Science Building.

At exactly two o’clock, Weller led the way through the glass doors that opened into the suite. Kelly was following behind.

He announced to the Middle Eastern-looking secretary, her head covered with a black scarf, “I’m Richard Weller, and I have an appointment with Professor Kamal.”

The professor’s door was open. The thin figure with black hair sprinkled with gray and a neatly trimmed short beard to match was leaning back in his chair on the phone. Weller didn’t wait for the secretary to tell him they could go in. He pushed past her and headed into Kamal’s office with Kelly right behind.

He must have been one helluva CIA agent, Kelly thought. No doubt like her dad, he didn’t take prisoners.

She kicked the door shut.

“Hey,” Kamal said, hanging up the phone. “What is this?”

Kelly whipped out her FBI badge. “I’m Kelly Cameron, FBI agent, and Richard Weller, a student at Merriweather’s, working with me.”

The professor eyed Weller suspiciously. “Then you don’t have any material Adam wanted to give me?”

“Correct, but I was a good friend of Adam’s.”

“I was very sorry to learn of his death.”

“Save the bullshit,” Weller said.

Kelly didn’t think Weller’s approach would gain Kamal’s cooperation but that was probably unlikely in any event so she let him continue.

‘You screwed Adam on his grades last year. Did you know he was compiling a dossier to destroy you?”

All of the color drained from Kamal’s face. Weller continued, “Maybe you arranged Adam’s murder to keep him from giving that dossier to the school newspaper. Sounds like a motive to me.”

Kamal raised his hand and pointed a bony finger at Weller. “What do you want?”

Kelly took charge. “I was hoping we could all sit down and have a little chat.”

“Then tell your friend to stop insulting me.”

Ignoring Kamal’s words, Kelly led the way to the conference table in a corner of the office. Weller followed her. Reluctantly, Kamal left his desk chair and joined them.

“We’re investigating Adam McCabe’s murder,” she said.

“Then why are you bothering me? I didn’t have anything to do with it.”

“A few hours before Adam was killed he was at the Ches Lake Hotel and you were there as well. I want to know what you were doing there.”

Kamal looked indignant. “You were misinformed. I was home all evening. My wife will vouch for me.”

“I intend to get hotel records that will show a conference in the hotel that evening. And I’ll prove you were in attendance.”

Kamal squirmed in his chair and looked away. She had no doubt Kamal was lying. She was also convinced that he wouldn’t tell her what had happened at this point. She had to get the hotel records, in order to squeeze him to talk.

She stood up and looked at Weller. “Professor Kamal is having memory problems.”

She gave Kamal her cell phone number. “Call me if your memory improves. But if it doesn’t, it will when I show you those hotel records.

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