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Paul McAuley - Cowboy Angels

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The first Turing gate, a mere hundred nanometers across, is forced open in 1963, at the high-energy physics laboratory in Brookhaven; three years later, the first man to travel to an alternate history takes his momentous step, and an empire is born.For fifteen years, the version of America that calls itself the Real has used its Turing gate technology to infiltrate a wide variety of alternate Americas, rebuilding those wrecked by nuclear war, fomenting revolutions and waging war to free others from communist or fascist rule, and establishing a Pan-American Alliance. Then a nation exhausted by endless strife elects Jimmy Carter on a reconstruction and reconciliation ticket, the CIAs covert operations are wound down, and the Real begins to wage peace rather than war.But some people believe that it is the Reals manifest destiny to impose its idea of truth, justice, and the American way in every known alternate history, and theyre prepared to do anything to reverse Carters peacenik doctrine. When Adam Stone, a former CIA field officer, one of the Cowboy Angels who worked covertly in other histories, volunteers for reactivation after an old friend begins a killing spree across alternate histories, his mission uncovers a startling secret about the operation of the Turing gates and leads him into the heart of an audicious conspiracy to change the history of every America in the multiverse--including our own.Cowboy Angels is a vivid, helter-skelter thriller in which one version of America discovers the true cost of empire building, and one man discovers that an individual really can make a difference.

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Table of Contents Also by Paul McAuley Four Hundred Billion Stars Secret - photo 1
Table of Contents

Also by Paul McAuley
Four Hundred Billion Stars
Secret Harmonies
The King of the Hill
Eternal Light
Red Dust
Pasquales Angel
Fairyland
The Invisible Country
Child of the River: The First Book of Confluence
Ancients of Days: The Second Book of Confluence
Shrine of Stars: The Third Book of Confluence
The Secret of Life
Whole Wide World
White Devils
Little Machines
Minds Eye
Players


Cowboy Angels

PAUL MCAULEY

Orion
www.orionbooks.co.uk
We ought to look in a mirror and get proud and stick out our chests and suck in our bellies and say: Damn, were Americans.

Lieutenant-General Jay Garner
For Georgina
and
for Jack Womack
PENNSYLVANIA, JANUARY 1981
Theyre Americans, Adam. Americans like you and me. Americans who want to rid their homeland of Communist tyranny. Americans who are laying their lives on the line to return liberty and freedom to their version of the US of A. Their government may not be the perfect model of democracy, Ill give you that, but they uphold the Constitution, theyve kept the flame of liberty burning for fifty years, they sure as hell deserve our full support. And here you are, got up like an undertaker, ready to sell them out.
Go easy on me, Tom. Im just the messenger.
Oh yeah? Then I guess youre just obeying orders too, like those bloodless nine-to-five office workers whove taken over the Company. Jesus, Adam. Id be happier to hear that you side with Jimmy Carter and his merry band of quitters. At least it would mean you still believed in something.
The two men were sitting either side of a government-issue steel desk. Adam Stone in a black wool overcoat and a black suit, the briefcase on his lap handcuffed to his left wrist; Tom Waverly in a brown leather jacket and combat fatigues, greying hair caught up in a loose ponytail and pulled through the clip of his baseball cap, cradling a half-empty bottle of Jack Daniels. Trucks roared past the makeshift office every couple of minutes, shaking its plywood walls. A space heater blew baked air and the smell of burnt wiring. Music thumped out of a battered mini-system.
You want to know what I believe? Stone said. I believe that the time for crude interventions like SWIFT SWORD has passed. I believe that these so-called Free Americans dont have a chance of winning their war unless we back them up with a lot more than a secure resupply line. And the countrys tired of war, Tom. It doesnt want to be dragged into another quagmire. Thats what the election was all about, in case you didnt notice.
So you are siding with the quitters. Adam Stone has turned peacenik. I never thought Id see the day.
And I never thought youd take something like this so personally.
How else am I supposed to take it? How are General Baines and his men supposed to take it? Jesus Christ, Adam, weve been working on this for six months, were all tooled up and ready to go, and at the very last moment, only a couple of hours before the show kicks off, were told that we arent going to get the tactical support we need. Okay, I admit its hardly a surprise. Carter slid into office on an anti-war ticket, Senate delayed implementation of SWIFT SWORD until after the election, and Baines has been taking calls from the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the Secretary of State all week. But its still a callous and cowardly act, and Im as sorry as hell to see you fronting for it.
Tom Waverly took a sip of Jack Daniels. He was red-eyed and drawn, looked as if he hadnt slept for a week. How did it ever come to this? Here we are, two of the first guys to have been shot through a Turing gate. Key players in the first operation to organise a coup dtat in an alternate America. The fall of the American Bund? They teach eager new recruits all about it. Were in the fucking textbooks, Adam, and what have they got us doing? Youre about to deliver historys worst Dear John letter, and Ive just wasted three months running SWIFT SWORDs training and morale programme. Fact is, Bainess troops were trained and ready to go before they came through the mirror. Theyre good, disciplined soldiers who dont need to be told which end of a rifle is which, or how to run an assault course in full pack. And they certainly dont need me to tell them that the Communists are the bad guys. My so-called training programme consisted of making sure they got hot meals three times a day, running back-to-back movie shows, and giving their officers access to all the liquor and whores they could handle. Which was plenty, believe you me. Those boys were so hot-blooded I had to bring in working girls from as far away as New Orleans to take care of them. I admit it was kind of fun to organise, but it wasnt what you could call real action.
It looks like youre dressed up for action now, Stone said.
When Stone had arrived at SWIFT SWORDs camp, hed been warned by Bruce Ellis, the colonel in charge of perimeter security, that Tom was in a bad way. Baines will take his own sweet time organising an escort to his HQ, Bruce had said. While youre waiting, you could maybe talk to Tom, try to calm him down. But Tom had already been half in the bag when Stone had found him, and hed been getting steadily drunker ever since, alternating between self-lacerating bitterness and blustering bravado. And he kept identifying with the Free Americans, too, saying things like were ready to go...
Saying now, You miss it, Adam? Being in action?
Not a bit.
Dont try to bullshit a bullshitter. I know you miss it as much as I do. Tom leaned back in his chair and crossed his boots on top of the desk. The wings of his brown leather jacket, a scuffed antique with fleece collar and cuffs, fell open, revealing the .357 Smith & Wesson revolver and the throwing knife hung on his customised shoulder rig. You and me, Adam, were not the kind of guys who should end up pushing paper across a desk, signing off reports on aid programmes and friendship initiatives, and tootling around golf courses in those little buggies at weekends, shooting the shit at the nineteenth hole while we wait for our first heart attacks. Dont you think we should go out on our own terms? Wouldnt it be better to burn out than fade away?
I think youre drunk, Tom. You always get this way when youve had a few too many.
Yeah? What way is that?
Sentimental, mostly. Maudlin. Listen, Ill be happy to share that bottle with you and talk about the good old bad old days, but I have to get this little job done first. Why dont you use that phone on your desk and find out where my escort has got to?
Hell be here soon enough. Ease back, my man. Relax. Youre not in the DCIs office now. This heres my house. You want a drink? Loosen your tie and have a goddamn drink. We can shoot the shit and listen to Bobby Dylan until your man gets here.
I thought I recognised the voice, Stone said, grabbing at the chance to change the subject, but the songs are like nothing I remember.
Its a new album. A friend of mine black-bagged a cassette tape through the mirror, and I had one of the wizards in Technical Services transfer it to disk. Bobby Dylan has had himself some kind of mid-life crisis and turned to evangelical Christianity, but he can still make a point when he wants to.
He sounds pretty funky.
Funky, huh? Where did a straight-arrow guy like you pick up a word like that?
I believe it was in the Nixon sheaf, that time we worked together.
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