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.This large group, therefore, would be activated only in an extreme emergency.And of the prime graduates no more than a handful could be expected to reach critical policy-making positions.The director couldn't program a man for competence.So no chance was being overlooked.Especially as Michael's evaluators had begun to detect a genius for administrating the conversion of his countrymen in their subject, a genius they intended to test to its limits.A leader he was not.He lacked all charisma.But, after four years of training, a better pillar for a throne, or a puppet master pulling strings from behind a throne, Huang could not have asked.Yet Michael was never so devout a Maoist that maltreatment of his friend might not alienate him.That was one face of Marxism-as-practiced that he just couldn't internalize.He couldn't abandon a friend for the good of the state.By then, because of his talents, he loomed so large in the director's plan that he might one day be in a positon to destroy it.Snake's education, therefore, remained wholly under Michael's control.Nevertheless, Snake endured it all-for his own good.Michael shed his tears, but hit the man with every psychological assault ever devised, every nonlethal persuasion ever invented.Only torture and death were tools forbidden the technicians.Not only did Snake resist the Maoist faith, he refused to recant any other.So they finally discarded him.But, like a cracked cup that might come in handy someday-perhaps as leverage on Michael-not completely.The director kept him on a back shelf.Two years later Snake Cantrell was just another tunnel miner, fed, worked, and ignored.He had won.The staff had given up on him.His only service could be to help the academy grow.While Cantrell hauled baskets of broken rock, Michael studied, trained and administered.He became a brilliant marksman, superior in hand-to-hand, and, in exercises, revealed a strong sixth sense for personal danger.He rapidly soared to the top of the academy's heirarchy.As the years marched, he, and the elect stay-behinds and men who would be repatriated as "live," aware Chinese agents, gradually took command of the American division.In July 1972, Michael assumed the post of director of curricula for the entire institution.He was the senior officer inside, answerable only to Huang himself.His cozy little world began fraying almost immediately.The director called within the month."Damn Henry Kissinger!" he exploded after breaking the connection.What was he going to do?He had known it was coming, someday, but had hoped the petty bickering about table shapes and such would delay the inevitable a lot longer than it had.Without the war he would be out of a job.He summoned his administrative assistant."Dwight, I just talked to the Old Man," he told Jorgenson."He said get ready to close up shop.Peace is going to break out any day now.""We're going home?" The man seemed to glow."That's the word.Maybe as soon as six months.So we've got to close the American division down, get everybody back to the camps, and clean up the evidence." He never mentioned that some two hundred men would be staying.That would be the most carefully guarded secret of all.Only those staying would know.No one had more potential usefulness, the director felt, than a man who didn't exist."Physical plant shouldn't be much problem," Michael mused."We'll just turn off the lights on our way out.Personnel, though… bring me the lists.I'll have to work out who goes where in a way that'll maximize security.""Aren't you excited?" Jorgenson couldn't hold still.Michael could only think of a wife and children he would never see… Well, he had made his choice.It was as much for their sakes… He hoped Nancy would find herself a good man.The kids would need a father… No.No need to worry.Mom would make sure…He shoved them out of his mind.Remembering hurt too much."Of course.My kids… they'll be in school by now… But it's so sudden, and there's so much to do.Find me those lists, then go see who wants to claim some of our American space.Samarov has been bugging me since I took over.Give him anything he thinks Russian division can use.Check with Burmese and Indian, too, for sure.They're doing a lot of business.We'll have a staff meeting this weekend.I want to carve up the pie before Peking cuts the budget or moves some other operation in here."Michael studied the personnel lists the rest of that month.Men had to be placed precisely, according to their preparation and how knowledgeable they were.The least little error…Time and again his treacherous eyes stopped at:37.CANTRELL, A.O.314 07 54 E-5 US Army 8 July 67 05 3 Jan 7038.CANTRELL, W.J.05798-69 0-3 US Navy 19 Dec 71 02 12 July 72An accidental transposition…?And Snake went home while a young lieutenant from the last class admitted disappeared among the excavator crews.XXIII.On the Y Axis;1975Old Man Railsback was prancing like a kid in desperate need of a visit to the bathroom.Cash didn't ask why.He had arrived fifteen minutes early, trying to beat everyone in.But Hank had gotten there ahead of him anyway."Come on in here, Norm," the lieutenant called from his lair.Cash entered on tiptoe, perpetually poised to flee."Sit down.And settle down.The shit ain't going to hit the fan just yet." He shoved the door closed."Purely business.""Well?""First, soon as Gardner comes through with a warrant, we start taking the Groloch place apart.Brick by brick.I got a feeling we're in for some surprises." He kept fingering the edges of something that looked like a very old, hand-drawn, extremely complicated circuit diagram."Huh? Why?""Well, I not only got idiots in my squad, I've got them in my family.After we left for the fire, the old man tossed the place.""But…" He wanted to ask why he hadn't been told last night."Yeah.After I warned him.After what happened to the Kid.After all the time he spent on the force.But he has a mind of his own.And he wants to help, you know what I mean? To be useful, to impress the rest of us.This time it paid off." He rolled his chair back, opened a side drawer, tossed two large, stringbound bundles onto the desktop
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