The Sum of All Fears.pdf - Delta Force

'This is an open phone line.'
'I know that! Shut up and listen. There are two people coming into Mexico City
airport in an American Airlines flight from Miami. We need to pick them up and
get them back here just as fast as we can.'
'Our people?'
'No, we think they're terrorists.'
'That means arresting them, clearing it through the local legal system and – '
'We don't have time for that!'
'Ryan, we can't strong-arm these people, they won't stand for it.'
'Mr Ambassador, I want you to call the President of Mexico right now, and I want
you to tell him that we need his cooperation – it's life-and-death, okay? If he
doesn't agree immediately, I want you to tell him this, and I need you to write
it down. Tell him that we know about his retirement plan. Okay? Use those exact
words, we know about his retirement plan.'
'What does that mean?'
'It means that you say exactly that, do you understand?'
'Look, I don't like playing games and – '
'Mr Ambassador, if you do not do exactly what I'm telling you, I will have one
of my people render you unconscious and then have the DCM make the call.'
'You can't threaten me like that!'
'I just did, pal, and if you think I'm kidding, you just fucking try me!'
'Temper, Jack,' Ben Goodley cautioned.
Ryan looked away from the phone. 'Sir, excuse me. It's very tense here, okay,
we've had a nuclear device go off in Denver, and this may be the best lead we
have. Look, there isn't time for niceties. Please. Play along with me. Please.'
'Very well.'
Ryan let out a breath. 'Okay. Tell him also that one of our people, a Mr Clark,
will be at the airport security office in a few minutes. Mr Ambassador, I cannot
emphasize enough how important this is. Please do it now.'
'I'll do it. You'd better calm down up there,' the career foreign-service
officer advised.
'We're trying very hard, sir. Please have your secretary transfer me back to the
Station Chief. Thank you.' Ryan looked over to Goodley. 'Just hit me over the
fucking head if you feel the need, Ben.'
'Clark.'
'We're faxing some photos down, along with their names and seat assignments.
Okay, you are to check in with the airport security boss before you grab 'em.
You still have the airplane down there?'
'Right.'
'When you have 'em, get 'em aboard, and get 'em the hell up here.'
'Okay, Jack. We're on it.'
Ryan killed the line and picked up on Murray. 'Fax the data you have to our
Station Chief Mexico. I have two field officers on the scene, good ones, Clark
and Chavez.'
'Clark?' Murray asked, as he handed the fax information to Pat O'Day. 'The same
one who – '
'That's the man.'