Brian Freemantle - The Watchmen
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Brian Freemantle
The Watchmen
The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keeper of the walls took away my veil from me.
Song of Solomon1
There is never a moment of the day or night when the United Nations buildings between New Yorks East River and First Avenue are completely unoccupied, but just after dawn, when the missile hit, the green-glassed, skyscraper Secretariat Tower, is one of the emptiest periods, which was fortunate. What was later to be described as a miracle was not immediately recognized.
Five people-three night-duty clerks and two cleaners-died instantly when the missile smashed into that level of the tower at which China has its secretariat.
By the diplomatic treaty under which the United Nations complex came into being in 1947, the land upon which its three buildings are constructed is international, not American. And does not, therefore, come under American jurisdiction or legal authority. Initially the Chinese refused any New York emergency service access to what was technically Chinese territory, not even to confirm the deaths or remove the bodies. The impasse was broken when the incumbent secretary-general, an Egyptian, pointed out to Chinas UN ambassador in an outside corridor confrontation that the deaths and damage so far had apparently been caused only by the impact of the device, not by the detonation of its warhead, which could presumably occur at any moment. The ambassador still insisted that two totally unprotected members of his staff accompany an armor-suited NYPD bomb disposal team into the wrecked area.
It is standard operating procedure for such teams to work with live television and audio equipment, for their every action and movement to be permanently recorded for analysis in the event of a devastating mistake, which was how the image of the missile came to be instantly relayed beyond the shattered offices even before the unit assembled itself and its other paraphernalia. The main television monitor was in the control truck far below in the flag-bedecked forecourt fronting First Avenue. The intermediary link in the outside corridor, being watched by both the secretary-general and the ambassador, was operated by a nervous police technician named Ivan Bykov, who could read and speak the Russian language of his immigrant grandparents and whose potential catastrophe-limiting contribution was never recognized.
The virtually intact missile had come to rest against the wall of the fourth office in from the East River with the lettering on it toward the approaching camera. Bykovs lips moved as he read the Cyrillic script, which he did twice before experiencing the first panicked awareness that he could already be dying. The words wouldnt come at his first effort but then he managed: Stop! although too weak for it to register through the headsets of the disposal team. Then the panic took hold and the warning came out as a scream. Stop! For fucks sake stop! Get back out of there!
The camera-and the squad-stopped. The unit commander said, What?
Bykov said, The third word in, on the top line. It says poison, in Russian. The next word is agent. Its a biological or chemical warhead. If its fractured, its leaking already.
The unit commander said, Fuck. Were dead, and when the recording was replayed later, he couldnt believe hed sounded as calm as he did. He couldnt remember, either, leaving the camera focused on the broken-necked missile, although he later publicly claimed it had been a positive decision.
The secretary-general realized at once that if microbiological agents were already leaking from the warhead, his life couldnt be saved and reacted with a selfless bravery that was later to be internationally acknowledged. He issued instant although probably futile orders for the Secretariat Tower to be totally evacuated for the first time in its history, remaining himself on the possibly infected floor because it was quicker to use the telephones there than go to his own suite. From an office that had functioned as the Chinese delegation mailroom, he spoke, in carefully considered order of priority, to New Yorks mayor, for Manhattan first to be closed to early-morning commuter traffic; then its residents and already arrived workers had to be cleared off the island. Having done that, he spoke directly to the American secretary of state and the president. The Russian ambassador to the UN was the second representative of the five permanent UN members nations to whom he spoke: Chinas earlier obstructive envoy was by then urging his driver to go faster to the already backed-up Hudson River tunnel to reach New Jersey.
On the direct instructions of the FBI director, the helicopter carrying the microbiological scientists from Fort Detrick, Maryland, detoured to Andrews Air Force Base to pick up William Cowley, head of the bureaus Russian Desk. As Cowley hurried aboard, head bent, James Schnecker, the leader of the scientific unit, said, You think its happening all over again?
At the moment I dont know what to think, said Cowley. For once there wouldnt have been any guilt in taking a drink. He wished he had one.
Patrick Hollis gazed in numbed disbelief at the scenes being relayed on the breakfast nook television, his stomach in turmoil. It should have been only a game-was a game-the sort he played on the war sites most nights. Not this. Not real. The General had tricked him. Told him thats what a quartermasters function was, to guarantee supplies, and persuaded him to disclose how a campaign could be financed. Not a problem, Hollis decided, in relieved self-assurance. Thats what his pseudonym was, anonymously to roam and hack wherever he chose, unknown and unsuspected by anyone else. The Quartermaster. A soldier. Not Patrick Hollis, manager of loans and securities. He could never be caught. Found out.
It couldnt reach us here at Rensselaer, could it?
Hollis physically jumped at his mothers voice, from the stove.
No, he said. Were safe. Where had the General gotten it? How? People didnt actually die in war games. Not a game, not anymore.
Theres more waffles.
Im not hungry.
Youve got to keep your strength up; youre not strong.
No more, thank you.
You sure weve safe?
Quite sure.
I really wouldnt know what to do without you, Patrick.
Youre never going to need to find out, are you?
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The protective suits had been developed from those designed by NASA for space and moon walks, completely isolating and insulating the wearer from all outside environment. There was internal temperature control, with oxygen provided by built-in backpacks. The head domes had a dual relay voice system, for every conversation between them to be simultaneously recorded and monitored.
Schnecker ordered his three-man team to suit up very soon after the helicopters liftoff from Andrews, predominantly to acclimatize Cowley. Schnecker took the FBI man through the operating procedure, repeatedly insisting that the protection was total, providing the suit skin was not punctured.
And from the look of it theres a lot of sharp-edged crap to avoid, warned the bearded scientist, indicating the uneven, sometimes broken pictures from the abandoned bomb squad television camera that were being patched into the helicopter during the flight. Hows it feel?
Cowley was a big man, six foot two and with neglected college football muscle taking him just over 200 pounds. He shrugged the suit around him, tensing his shoulders, and said, OK, I guess.
Schnecker said, Make sure you see where youre going before you move. And when you do, do it slowly.
Neil Hamish, the teams ballistic expert, looked up from the manual he had been comparing with the TV pictures and said, Nothing like it here. Looks like a double delivery. Binary principle, maybe. He looked sideways at Cowley and in a molasses-thick Tennessee accent said, You make out the writing on the side?
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