An american spy, p.38

An American Spy, page 38

 

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  “Who told him?”

  “Wait,” Milo said, pointing. “What you did to me and my family was unforgivable, but Hoang has tried to argue your case. He’s been partly successful. I understand why you made your mistakes. Irwin, Collingwood, and Jackson kept you in the dark, and from your perspective, there was only one way to finish this. Listen and believe: You were wrong. Xin Zhu is in a worse place now than if you had killed him.”

  “He looked all right to me.”

  “He’s not,” Milo said, all signs of pleasure gone from his features. “He’s no longer in control of anything, least of all himself. And when the time comes, if it comes, he can be finished off with a simple leak of information. But it’s not time for that yet.”

  Anger slipped into Alan’s stomach, mixing with the hot whisky. “People are dead, Milo. Dozens probably. Because you told him. Doesn’t that mean anything to you?”

  “No one’s going to be killed,” Milo said, shaking his head. “I have assurances.”

  “Assurances? Assurances? Are you really so naïve?”

  “Calm down, Alan.”

  Alan had been calm for too long. He’d been shuttled from one end of the planet to the other; his dreams had been smashed, the dreams that had justified his betrayal of so many people; and the world as he knew it was gone. Now, he was faced with this smug man who believed that, because of all these files, he understood everything, but he was wrong. Milo Weaver couldn’t understand even a fraction of what he was feeling at this moment. “You don’t know what you’ve done! You say you can bring him down with information. What information? From all these files?” he said, scanning a pile on the table. One label read AHMADINEJAD, MAHMOUD.

  “No, this is all old intelligence. I’m catching up.”

  “Catching up to what? And why the excellent fucking mood?”

  Milo shrugged in a way that only infuriated him more, then said, “Penelope’s in Paris.”

  The anger subsided. Now, he only felt cold, the whisky barely even there. “What? Why?”

  “I asked her to stay there.”

  “Is she all right?”

  “Of course,” Milo said. “She’s with Tina and Stephanie.”

  Alan set his glass on Mahmoud Ahmadinejad and rubbed his face until stars appeared.

  “Take it easy,” he heard Milo say. “They’re fine. Alex is with them.”

  “Alex?” Alan said, then figured it out. “Alexandra.”

  “We can go see them tomorrow,” Milo said. “Unless you don’t want to. I won’t pretend to know what’s on your mind, so it’s your decision. If you don’t want to see her, I’ll cover for you however you like.”

  “Of course I want to see her.”

  “Good.”

  “But . . . why?” Alan asked, finally realizing the true source of his confusion. “Why are you helping me?”

  “Aren’t we friends?”

  Alan blinked at him. “I wasn’t sure.”

  Milo took a breath and rocked his head. “I haven’t forgotten anything, if that’s what you’re wondering. I’ve got a lot of things going on now, and I don’t think I can do it alone. Your help would go a long way toward repairing some of what you’ve done.”

  “Help?”

  “Help,” Milo repeated. “The question is, are you in or are you out?”

  Alan stared at him.

  “Don’t be scared. It’s a simple question.”

  “In or out of what?”

  Milo smiled, his heavy eyes brightening for an instant. “I’m asking if you’d like a job.”

  Despite the smile, Milo wasn’t joking. Alan leaned back in his chair and turned to look out at the mountains. Clouds were moving in. On the radio, a French girl was singing a hit from 1965. Christ, but he was tired.

  Table of Contents

  ORDER OF THING

  PART ONE: IN THE HOUSE OF SOCIALIST PHILOSOPHY

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  PART TWO: BROWNSTONE JUNGLE

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  PART THREE: THE HOUSE OF GOOD DEEDS

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  PART FOUR: PERPETUAL REVOLUTION

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  PART FIVE: THE AMERICAN EXPRESS

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Table of Contents

  ORDER OF THING

  PART ONE: IN THE HOUSE OF SOCIALIST PHILOSOPHY

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  PART TWO: BROWNSTONE JUNGLE

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  PART THREE: THE HOUSE OF GOOD DEEDS

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  PART FOUR: PERPETUAL REVOLUTION

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  PART FIVE: THE AMERICAN EXPRESS

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

 


 

  Olen Steinhauer, An American Spy

 


 

 
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