“Yes?” said Eleanor expectantly.
“Remind your daughter that my partner here is old enough to be her father.”
Chapter
66
THIS IS REALLY NOT HELPFUL,” said Evan Tucker.
He was sitting across from Robie and Reel in a conference room at Langley. To his left was Amanda Marks. To his right was Blue Man.
“We didn’t have much choice,” replied Robie.
“You always have a choice,” snapped Tucker. “Going off vacationing in Nantucket when you’re needed here?”
“Well, I think we need some downtime from when we were vacationing with the neo-Nazis and then the whole North Korea thing,” said Reel sharply. “And they all begin with the letter N. Nazis, North Korea. And Nantucket. For what it’s worth, I’ll go with the last one as my preference.”
“You know what I mean,” said Tucker. “We still don’t know what the Koreans are going to do. Between us, I tried to talk the president out of breaking Pak’s family out of the camp, but he was dead set on it. Now I’m afraid we’re going to pay the price for his inability to corral his guilt over what happened to Pak.”
Reel looked at Marks. “Do we have any notion of where they might strike?”
Marks nodded. “We’ve gotten chatter that the North Koreans are positioning missiles to be fired at American bases in South Korea.”
“Well, that would certainly start a war,” said Blue Man.
“All indications are that they are pissed off beyond belief,” said Marks. “First the planned coup against Un and now breaking Pak’s family out. It was to be expected.”
“Of course it was,” interjected Tucker. “Just as I said. Was it worth two lives? We’re going to pay the piper.” He looked around, seemingly daring anyone to disagree with him.
“Any other potential target?” asked Robie.
“Too many, I’m afraid,” said Blue Man.
“And you two will be whiling away your time in beautiful Nantucket, where all the jet-setters zip in during the summer,” said Tucker.
“Really? I understand you have a place there,” said Reel. “I checked.”
“It’s just a summer rental,” groused Tucker.
Marks added, “It’s actually a good thing that the First Lady and her kids will be out of town. And this trip is not on the official schedule, which is even better.” She eyed Robie and Reel. “Are you part of the official protection detail?”
“Secret Service protocols won’t allow for that,” replied Reel. “But I don’t think they’re unhappy we’re going. I think the First Lady wants us to spend some time with her son, who’s going through a rocky time right now.”
Marks nodded while Tucker just shook his head in exasperation. He said, “Well, while you’re on your little holiday I want to hear from you every day. You don’t work for the Secret Service or the First Lady. You work for me. Is that understood?”
“Never doubted it for a moment, sir,” said Reel, with a slight edge to her voice. “So long as you’re the DCI,” she added.
As the meeting broke up, Tucker demanded that Reel remain behind. Robie glanced at her questioningly, but she nodded and he reluctantly left.
When the others had gone Tucker sat back down and motioned Reel to do the same.
“I’ll stand if it’s all the same to you.”
“Do you want me to order you to sit? For Christ’s sake, Reel, can’t you just do what I say without making it an issue every damn time? You undercut my authority whenever you pull shit like this.”
She gave him a stony look but sat.
“This won’t take long,” he said.
“Fine with me,” she said.
He stared at her while she looked back at him impassively.
“You hate my guts, don’t you?” he said.
“I don’t think my feelings toward you have anything to do with my job.”
“Of course they do. Without respect there’s nothing.”
“If you say so.”
“I have never been confronted with a more complex problem than you. Never.”
“Glad I could be there for you.”
“I’m being serious, so cut the jokes.”
She sat up a bit straighter but said nothing.
He held up two fingers. “My DD, James Gelder. And an analyst named Doug Jacobs.”
Reel said nothing.
“You killed them both.”
Reel folded her arms over her chest.
“They worked for this agency. Gelder was my friend. They’re dead because of you.”
Sensing where this was going, Reel started to speak, but Tucker held up his hand. “Just—just let me finish,” he said. “It’s taken me long enough to get to the point. Let me have my say and then you can respond.”
Reel sat back, evidently put out by this request.
Tucker continued. “I’ve looked into every facet of the case, everything. And my conclusion is that, even though I don’t want to believe it, Gelder, who I thought was my friend, and Doug Jacobs, who had sworn allegiance to this country, were traitors. They were planning an event that, if it had taken place, would have sent this world into an apocalypse.”
He pointed a finger at her. “You prevented that from happening. You and Robie,” he amended.
Reel’s expression had softened. She was watching her boss closely now.
“I can’t say that I agree with your method. Guilty until proven innocent. But I think I see now why you did what you did. They killed a man who meant a lot to you. There was no direct evidence against them. If you hadn’t acted, the world as we know it would be gone.” He gave a long, resigned sigh. “As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I think you did the right thing, Reel.”
Reel’s lips parted and her eyes revealed her surprise.
Tucker looked away from her and studied the table. He said, “Your actions since then were nothing short of remarkable. You and Robie fought through every imaginable obstacle and put your lives on the line again and again. You stopped the coming global disaster while everyone else, myself included, had hands over our eyes and thumbs up our asses. And as reward for that, I sent you and Robie into Syria basically to die. I still can’t believe that I did what I did, setting up two of my agents, my best agents, to get killed. There is no excuse and I’m ashamed of myself. I truly am. And yet you survived that. And you came back home and got your medals and I’ve been thinking of ways to nail you ever since those hunks of metal went around your necks, including trying to literally drown your asses at the Burner Box.”
Tucker grew silent, but Reel seemed disinclined to say anything.
He said, “I have learned what went down with you and the scum who happened to be your father. I know what he tried to do. I know what you did to stop him and save Julie Getty’s life. And I know the risk involved in going to North Korea and doing what you and Robie accomplished. It was nothing short of miraculous. Any other team would’ve been dead.”
He grew quiet again, but for a shorter time now.
“So, I said all that to really say, thank you, Agent Reel, for your service. I was in the wrong and you were in the right.”
He extended his hand, which she shook.
“I’m not sure what to say, Director,” she said. “I think I understand how hard this was for you to do.”
“The problem is, Reel, it shouldn’t have been that hard. I’m just too damn stubborn. Look, I know people see me as an outsider. I didn’t come up through the intelligence field. I’m a political appointee. Didn’t know my ass from a hole in the ground. I get that. I worked hard to come up to speed, I really did. But I made mistakes. And you were the biggest one. So, my apologies again.” He paused. “And when this threat from North Korea has been neutralized, I plan on stepping down and letting the president appoint my successor.”
She looked shocked by this. “Are you sure about that, sir?”
“Even if I wanted to stay, I couldn’t. A higher authority than me has mad
e it very clear that my stint at the agency is coming to a close.”
Reel knew exactly who the “higher authority” was, but only said, “I see.”