William Bernhardt - Capitol Betrayal

“But I-I never-”

“Goddamn it!” Kyler bellowed, slapping his hand against the table. “We want to know why!”

“I-I-I-” Rybicki looked helplessly from one face to the next. “I just want what’s best for the country! In this temple as in the hearts of the people!”

“I thought as much,” Ben said. “What is it you were after?”

“I want the same thing you want, Kincaid.”

“I very much doubt that.”

“It’s true. Don’t you think the United States needs to commit to alternative energies? To end our addiction to oil?”

And all at once, Ben could see the whole picture all too quickly. “Oh, my God.”

“Why do you think we’re in the Middle East, anyway?” Rybicki asked.

Kyler answered. “To protect Israel. To give us a foothold closer to Asia. And, of course, to ensure the steady supply of oil.”

“Yes, and let’s face it, the last one is the one that really matters. That’s the reason we keep invading over and over again. We need oil. We endanger our security and we enrich some of the most dangerous people in the world to feed our dependency on a rapidly diminishing fossil fuel. It’s insane! And yet nothing stops us. Carter urged restraint, slower driving, energy conservation-and we practically impeached him for it. Americans think they are entitled to all the oil they want. Even when the price of oil went sky-high in 2008, consumption barely dropped. We simply can’t quit. We’re addicted!”

“So you were going to force our hand,” Ben said.

“It’s the only way! We can supply our own needs if we just practice conservation and make the relatively simple conversion to natural gas. So why don’t we? Why aren’t we seriously pursuing solar energy, wind, water? We’ve been talking about these alternatives since the seventies, but we’re still not making any significant progress. Because the oil companies are too entrenched, too well connected. Because oil is cheaper.”

“So you were going to fix all that?” Kyler asked.

“I wanted to make America safe again. In this temple and in the hearts of the people.”

“I’m not following this,” Ben said. “If that’s your goal, why do you want our troops out of the Middle East?”

“So they won’t be hurt.”

A long line creased Ben’s brow. “Hurt? How?”

For the first time, Rybicki smiled, and the smile sent chills up Ben’s spine. “So I see there’s at least one thing the brilliant lawyer didn’t quite put together. That makes me happy.”

“I still don’t understand,” Ben said. “What did I miss?”

“You’re operating under the assumption that Zuko is the one who engineered the theft of the nuclear suitcase in Arlington. But you’re wrong.” A full-out grin spread across his face. “It was me.”

“You’ve got the nuclear suitcase?” Kyler said incredulously. Rybicki smiled defiantly. “I used Zuko’s people. But there was a quid pro quo: I helped them get into the defense computers, and they helped me get the suitcase. And they did.”

“What were you planning to do with it?”

Rybicki opted not to answer the question. His hands were twitching. “I don’t believe I care to answer that question. I want a lawyer.” He paused. “And I don’t mean Kincaid, either.”

The president nodded. “Did you seriously think you could get away with this?”

No response.

“Does this betrayal mean nothing to you? Are you so self-righteous you believed you were justified in endangering thousands of lives?”

Rybicki looked away.

“Fine.” The president’s frustration rippled through his face. “Agent Zimmer, I think you can forget about stepping down pending an investigation. There’s not going to be an investigation-of you. I’d like the secretary of defense placed in custody pending formal charges.”

“Yes, sir. Gioia?”

The agent stepped forward. “Right here.”

“Take the secretary of defense into the next room and restrain him until we get the all-clear signal to leave the bunker.”

“Will do.” Gioia took Rybicki by the arm and led him away. Ben was relieved to see that he did not resist.

“Mr. President.” Zimmer had his hand pressed against his right earphone. “I’ve finally been able to contact Colonel Zuko.”

“I’ll take it,” Kyler said.

“Wait just a minute!” Swinburne whined. “I won that trial. You have been relieved-”

“That trial was invalid,” Cartwright said, “based on fraud tainting the verdict. I’m setting that verdict aside. If you want to institute more proceedings at a later time, you can-though I wouldn’t recommend it. For now, Roland Kyler remains president.”

Swinburne sputtered nonsensically.

“Oh, be quiet,” Kyler said, shoving him aside. “And just in case you haven’t guessed, I want your resignation on my desk tomorrow morning.”

“But-but-”

“Just do it,” President Kyler said. “You’ll be saving yourself a lot of embarrassment. Now put the colonel on speaker.”

Ben couldn’t help smiling as Kyler stepped up to the communications station. He seemed strong, back in control, and-best of all-presidential.

“Mr. President,” the colonel said in his usual taunting tone, “I have given you some leeway on your deadline, but no more! If you do not remove your troops immediately, I’ll-”

“You won’t do a thing,” President Kyler interrupted, “and we both know it. You’re not the forgiving type, colonel. If you had the ability to launch a missile, you would’ve already done it. I don’t know exactly what happened, but I have to assume that one of my operatives succeeded in his mission and took down your petty little terrorist operation. And just in case you’re wondering, yes, we know Secretary Rybicki was helping you. It won’t happen again.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about!” the colonel fumed. “I can detonate your missiles at-”

“Yeah, sure you can. Now listen up, Colonel, and listen good. Our troops are going into your country, but they’re going in for two purposes only: to rescue the people who went down in that helicopter, and to wrest control of Benzai. You are not going to occupy that territory, and you are not going to exterminate its people. If you stay out of our way, we’ll accomplish our mission and go. If you try to interfere in any way-any way whatsoever-we will not stop until we have seized control of your entire nation, pulled you off the throne, and put you under arrest. I’m sure the entire world would rejoice to see you standing trial for crimes against humanity. And that’s exactly what’s going to happen if you don’t stay out of our way. Do you understand me?”

Several seconds passed before he replied. “I understand. But-”

“Good.” Kyler made a slashing gesture across his neck. Zimmer cut off the communications line.

“That was absolutely brilliant,” Cartwright said. “You have my congratulations. I wonder what that sick buzzard will try next.”

“Let’s hope nothing. Is he trying to reconnect, Zimmer?”

The agent shook his head. “He seems to be done. I think you put him in his place but good, sir.”

“Let’s hope this means the crisis is over. I think we could all use a breather.”

Ben couldn’t have heard happier words. “Does that mean we can leave the bunker? Make a phone call?”

“Not just yet,” Zimmer said. “I need an official all-clear from the CIA and the military task force investigating the missile crisis.”

“How long will that take?”

“I don’t know, Ben. But I’d rather keep you down here too long than not long enough.”

A valid point. “I think I’ll visit Secretary Rybicki. I still have a few questions I’d like to ask him.”