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“Okay, why are you going to Paris?” Montvale asked, retaking his seat.

Okay, a deal is a deal. I’ll live up to my end of it.

“I got Ambassador Lorimer, Mr. Lorimer’s father, to give me sort of power of attorney to settle his affairs in Paris and Uruguay. I want to see what I can turn up in his apartment and at his estancia.”

“You’re also going to Uruguay?”

“Yes, sir.”

“And you think you are qualified to perform searches of that nature?”

“No, sir, I don’t. I’m going to enlist the CIA station chiefs in both places to help me.”

“What makes you think they will?”

“Because I have already dealt with them, sir. They’ll help.”

Montvale nodded.

“Anything else I should know?”

“I have a source in Budapest. I’d rather not identify him. He gave me a list of names of people involved in the oil-for-food business, with the caveat that I do not turn them over to the agency or anyone else. I’m going there to see if I can get him to release me from that agreement.”

“And if he doesn’t?”

“Then I will have to see if I can get another list from someone else.”

Montvale nodded but did not respond directly, instead asking, “What’s happened to the money?”

“We got it out of Uruguay, first into an account an FBI agent there had opened in the Caymans…”

“Yung? The one who was with you when Lorimer was terminated?”

“Yes, sir. I’m sending him back to Uruguay to cover our tracks.”

“He’ll be able to do that?”

“I think so, sir.”

“He would probably be useful permanently assigned to you,” Montvale said. “Have you thought about that?”

“Yes, sir. I have. Secretary Hall arranged it.”

“Well, fine. But the next time something like that comes up, I suggest you come to me with it.”

What is he doing, trying to cut Matt Hall out of the loop?

“Yes, sir.”

“You said ‘first’ into Yung’s account?” Montvale pursued.

“And then I moved it into an account I opened in the same bank, the Liechtensteinische Landesbank. That took place today.”

“In your name?”

“In the name of an identity—that of a German national—I use sometimes. I thought that would be best.”

“And you can trust the people at Gossinger Beteiligungsgesellschaft, G.m.b.H., to keep their mouths shut?” Montvale asked.

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