Frederick Forsyth: The Day of the Jackal

«Even within the OAS there are infiltrators who have achieved responsible positions and who yet report our plans to the Secret Police. These men's time will come one day, but for the moment they are dangerous. Among the politicians of the CNR there are those either too squeamish or too gutless to realise the full extent of the project they are supposed to have become committed to. I would not wish to put the life of any man in danger by gratuitously and unnecessarily informing such men of his existence.

'I have summoned you, Rene and you, Andre, here because I am utterly convinced of your loyalty to the cause and your ability to retain a secret. Moreover for the plan I have in mind the active cooperation of you, Rene, as treasurer and paymaster is necessary to meet the hire that any professional assassin will undoubtedly demand. Your co-operation, Andre, will be necessary to assure such a man of the assistance inside France of a small handful of men loyal beyond doubt in case he should have to call on them.

But I see no reason why details of the idea should go further than we three. I am therefore proposing to you that we form a committee of ourselves to take the entire responsibility for this idea, its planning, execution and subsidisation.»

There was another silence. At length Montclair said, «You mean we cut out the entire Council of the OAS, the whole of the CNR? They won't like that.»

«Firstly, they won't know about it,» replied Rodin calmly. «If we were to put the idea to them all, it would require a plenary meeting. This alone would attract attention and the barbouzes would be active to find out what the plenary meeting was called for. There may even be a leak on one of the two councils. If we visited each member in turn it would take weeks even to get preliminary approval in principle. Then they would all want to know the details as each planning stage was reached and passed. You know what these bloody politicians and committee men are like. They want to know everything just for the sake of knowing it. They do nothing but each one can put the whole operation in jeopardy with a word spoken in drunkenness or carelessness.

'Secondly, if the agreement of the entire council of the OAS and the CNR could be obtained to the idea, we would be no further forward, and nearly thirty people would know about it. If, on the other hand we go ahead, take the responsibility and it fails, we shall be no further back than we are now. There will be recriminations no doubt, but nothing more. If the plan succeeds we shall be in power and no one will start arguing at that time. The exact means of achieving the destruction of the dictator will have become an academic point. In brief then, do you two agree to join me as sole organisers and operators of the idea I have expounded to you?»

'Again Montclair and Casson looked at each other, turned to Rodin and nodded. It was the first time they had met with him since the kidnapping of Argoud three months earlier. When Argoud had taken the chair Rodin had kept quietly in the background. Now he had urged as a leader in his own right. The chief of the underground the purse were impressed.

Rodin looked at them both, exhaled slowly and smiled.

«Good,» he said, «now let us get down to details. The idea of using a professional mercenary assassin first occurred to me on the day I heard over the radio that poor Bastien-Thiry had been murdered. Since that time I have been searching for the man we want. Obviously such men are hard to find; they do not advertise themselves. I have been searching since the middle of March, and the outcome can be summed up in these.»

He held up the three manila folders that had been lying on his desk. Montclair and Casson exchanged glances again, eyebrows raised, and remained silent. Rodin resumed.

I think it would be best if you studied the dossiers, then we can discuss our first choice. Personally, I have listed all three in terms of preference in case the first-listed either cannot or will not take the job. There is only one copy of each dossier, so you will have to exchange them.»

He reached into the manila folder and took out three slimmer files. He handed one to Montclair and one to Casson. The third he kept in his own hand, but did not bother to read it. He knew the contents of all three files intimately.

There was little enough to read Rodin's reference to a «brief dossier was depressingly accurate. Casson finished his file first, looked up at Rodin and grimaced.

'That's all?»

«Such men do not make details about themselves easily available,» replied Rodin. «Try this one.»

He handed down to Casson the file he held in his hand.

A few moments later Montclair also finished and passed his file back to Rodin, who gave him the dossier Casson had just finished. Both men were again lost in reading. This time it was Montclair who finished first. He looked up at Rodin and shrugged.

Well… not much to go on, but surely we have fifty men like that. Gunslingers are two a penny…»

He was interrupted by Casson.

«Wait a minute, wait till you see this one.»

He flicked over the last page and ran his eye down the three remaining paragraphs. When he had finished he closed the file and looked up at Rodin. The OAS chief gave away nothing of his own preferences. He took the file Casson had finished and passed it to Montclair. To Casson he passed the third of the folders. Both men finished their reading together four minutes later.

Rodin collected the folders and replaced them on the writing desk. He took the straight-backed chair, reversed it, and drew it towards the fire, sitting astride it with arms on the back. From this perch he surveyed the other two.

«Well, I told you it was a small market. There may be more men about who do this kind of work, but without access to the files of a good Secret Service; they are damnably hard to find. And probably the best ones aren't even on any files at all. You've seen all three. For the moment let us refer to them as the German, the South African and the Englishman: Andre?»

Casson shrugged. «For me there is no debate. On his record, if it is true, the Englishman is out ahead by a mile.»

«Rene?»

«I agree. The German is a bit old for this kind of thing now. Apart from a few jobs done for the surviving Nazis against the Israeli agents who pursue them, he doesn't seem to have done much in the political field. Besides his motivations against Jews are probably personal, therefore not completely professional. The South African may be all right chopping up nigger politicians like Lumumba, but that's a far cry from putting a bullet through the President of France. Besides, the Englishman speaks fluent French.»

Rodin nodded slowly. «I didn't think there would be much doubt. Even before I had finished compiling those dossiers, the choice seemed to stand out a mile.»

«Are you sure about this Anglo-Saxon?» Casson asked. «Has he really done those jobs?»

«I was surprised myself,» said Rodin. «So I spent extra time on this one. As regards absolute proof, there is none. If there were it would be a bad sign. It would mean he would be listed everywhere as an able immigrant. As it is, there is nothing against him but fur. Formally, his sheet is white as snow. Even if the British have him listed, they can put no more than a question mark against vim. That does not merit filing him with Interpol. The chances that the British would tip off the SDECE about such a man, even if a formal enquiry were made, are slim. You know how they hate each other. They even kept silent about George Bidault being in London last January. No, for this kind of job the Englishman has all the advantages but one…»

What's that?» asked Montclair quickly.

«Simple. He will not be cheap. A man like him can ask a lot of money. How are the finances, Rene?»