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"We wanted to contact him when Mrs. Masterson was abducted, so that he could deal with the family, as their father, Ambassador Lorimer, has serious heart problems. Nothing. And all our embassy in Paris has been able to come up with is that his car is in his garage, his clothing is in his apartment, and it looks like he's just taken a trip or something. Apparently, he's pretty much his own boss, going wherever he wants, whenever he wants."
"These people have killed to show how much they want this fellow," the President said. "So his life is in danger. Are you going to tell the UN that? Would that get them off the dime?"
"Sir, I presume that the UN, in New York and Paris, knows of the Masterson murder."
"But not what Mrs. Masterson told Charley, right?"
"No, sir. I'll get on the horn right now to our UN ambassador and have him pass that on if you think I sho
uld."
"I wish you wouldn't," Castillo blurted.
"Why not?" Natalie Cohen asked curiously, not offended.
"I have a gut feeling it's the wrong thing to do."
The secretary of state looked at the President. His face was thoughtful.
"I'm about to make a point here, so pay attention," the President said. "We're going along with Castillo's gut feeling, not because I necessarily agree with it, but because I don't feel strongly enough about it to override him. And I am the only person who can-and from time to time will-override him. Okay?"
"Yes, sir," Dr. Cohen said.
"What are you going to do about the missing brother, Charley?"
"I'm going to go to Europe and see if I can find him."
"When?"
"As soon as I'm sure Mrs. Masterson and the children are safe, sir. I gave her my word she will be protected."
"And she will be," the President said. "Did you notice some of your Delta Force buddies out there, Charley?"
"Yes, sir, I did."
"The attorney general agreed with me that in this situation the use of troops to protect the Mastersons was justified. Obviously, there's a time limit. But for now, I'd say they're safe."
"Mrs. Masterson asked Special Agent Schneider to find out about private security, sir. I'm going to see what I can do."
"That out of the way, you want to go to Europe as soon as possible?"
"Yes, sir."
"You want to ride to Washington with us? I suspect that you can get to Europe quicker from Washington than you can from Biloxi."
"Sir, I asked my cousin to bring the family's airplane here. I want to use that."
"Not an Air Force plane? A Gulfstream, maybe?"
"I think a civilian airplane would be better, sir. Less conspicuous."
"And very expensive to operate. What about that? Who's going to pay for that?"
"Sir, the last time we used it-in the 727 operation, flying it to Mexico and Costa Rica-it was leased to the Secret Service. I was hoping that could be done again."
The President looked at Secretary Hall. The Secret Service had become part of the Department of Homeland Security.
"Any problem there, Matt?"
