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“Don’t be silly,” Beiderman said. “I told Colonel Brewer I would prefer that you not meet me. The less fuss about this, the better.”
“Yes, sir. Won’t you please sit down?”
“Thank you,” Beiderman said, and looked askance at Colonel Brewer.
Naylor caught that, and said, “That will be all, Colonel. Thank you.”
Brewer left and closed the door behind him. The implication was that SECDEF and C-in-C CENTCOM were now alone. The truth—which really made Naylor uncomfortable—was that he had ordered his senior aide-de-camp to go into the sergeant major’s office and listen to and record whatever was going to happen in his office.
“Can I offer coffee, sir? Or something to eat? Or ask you to join me in my mess for lunch?”
“Thank you, no. I had a sandwich on the plane. General, let me get right to it.”
“Yes, sir.”
Beiderman opened his attaché case and took out a large manila envelope.
“Have a look, General,” he said as he handed Naylor the envelope. “The President gave me those just before he ordered me to come down here.”
Naylor took the sheaf of color photographs from the envelope and looked at each before raising his eyes to Beiderman.
“The President desires, General,” Beiderman said, “that you personally show those photographs to General McNab, tell him the President knows what he’s up to, and that if he immediately applies for retirement, that will be the end of it.”
Naylor didn’t reply.
“I suggest the best way to accomplish the President’s desires is for us to immediately fly to Fort Bragg, in separate aircraft. Once you have done what the President desires and have General McNab’s request for retirement in hand, I will take it to the President and you can come back here, and that will be the end of it.”
Again Naylor didn’t reply.
“I will entertain your recommendations as to a replacement for General McNab at SPECOPSCOM,” Beiderman said, “but I suspect the President has someone in mind for the post.”
And once more Naylor didn’t reply.
“Did you understand what I just told you, General Naylor?”
“No, Mr. Secretary, I’m afraid I didn’t.”
“What didn’t you understand, General?”
“For one thing, Mr. Secretary, the photographs. Who are they of, and what are they supposed to show?”
“They were taken by FBI agents the day before yesterday in the Mayflower Hotel in D.C. They show a number of members of Delta Force and Gray Fox. They were taken after these individuals walked out on the President’s remarks at Arlington. They were at a party given by retired Lieutenant Colonel Castillo.”
“And what is the connection with General McNab, sir?”
“My God, Naylor! General McNab commands Gray Fox and Delta Force; he’s responsible for them.”
“Mr. Secretary, I have already discussed the presence of these soldiers at Mr. Salazar’s interment with General McNab. He denies having anything to do with their being there. He also tells me that he has not been in touch with Colonel Castillo since before Mr. Salazar was murdered and Colonel Ferris kidnapped.”
“And you believe him?”
“Yes, sir. I believe him.”
“Nevertheless, the President desires that General McNab retire. Is that clear to you?”
“Mr. Secretary, may I speak freely?”
“Of course.”
