Honour Among Thieves

had landed at the American base in Silope on the Turkish border, and then returned to Washington with two unknown passengers as its cargo, His Excellency told his old friend that he had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. The Bureau Chief considered the Ambassador to be an honest man, although he accepted that it was part of the job to lie for his country. The Ambassador had in fact been up all night following a call from the Secretary of State requesting that one of their helicopters should be despatched to the outskirts of Kirkuk to pick up five passengers, one American, one Arab and three Israelis, who were then to be flown back to the base at Silope. The Ambassador had called Washington later that morning to inform Warren Christopher that unfortunately only two people had managed to cross the border alive: an American named Scott Bradley and an Israeli woman, Hannah Kopec. He had no information on the other three. The American Ambassador was totally thrown by the Secretary of State's final question. Did Professor Bradley have a cardboard tube in his possession? The Ambassador was only disappointed that the Reuters correspondent hadn't asked him the same thing, because then he would have been telling him the truth when he said, Tve absolutely no idea what you're talking about.' Scott and Hannah slept for most of the flight back to America. When they stepped off the plane at the military air base they found Dexter Hutchins at the bottom of the steps waiting to greet them. Neither of them was surprised when customs showed little interest in Scott's canvas bag. A CIA car whisked them off in the direction of Washington. On the journey into the capital, Dexter warned them that they would be going direct to the White House for a top-level meeting, and briefed them on who else would be present. They were met at the West Wing reception entrance by the President's Chief of Staff, who conducted them to the Oval Office. Scott couldn't help feeling that, as it was his first meeting with the President, he would have preferred to have shaved at some time during the last forty-eight hours, and not to have been dressed in the same clothes that he'd worn for the past three days. Warren Christopher was there to greet them at the door of the Oval Office, and he introduced Scott to the President as if they were old friends. Bill Clinton welcomed Scott home, and thanked Hannah for the part she had played in securing the safe return of the Declaration. Scott was delighted to meet Calder Marshall for the first time, Mr Mendelssohn for the second time, and to be reunited with Dollar Bill. Dollar Bill bowed to Hannah. 'Now I understand why the Professor was willing to cross the earth to bring you back,' was all the little Irishman had to say. The moment the handshakes were over, none of them could hide their impatience to see the Declaration. Scott unzipped his bag and carefully took out a bath towel, from which he extracted the document before handing it over to its rightful custodian, the Secretary of State. Christopher slowly unrolled the parchment. No one in the room was able to hide their dismay at the state the Declaration was in. The Secretary passed the document over to the Archivist who, accompanied by the Conservator and Dollar Bill, walked across to the large window overlooking the South Lawn. The first word they checked was 'Brittish', and the Archivist smiled. But it was only a few moments more before Calder Marshall announced their combined judgement. 'It's a fake,' was all he said. 'How can you be so certain?' asked the President. 'Mea culpa,' said Dollar Bill, looking a little sheepish. 'So does that mean that Saddam is still in possession of the original?' asked the Secretary of State in disbelief. 'No, sir, he has the copy Scott took to Baghdad,' said Dollar Bill. 'So clearly he was already in possession of a fake before Scott did the exchange.' 'Then who has the original?' the other four asked in unison. 'Alfonso Mario Cavaili would be my guess,' said Dollar Bill. 'And who's he?' asked the President, no wiser. 'The gentleman who paid me to make the copy that is currently in the National Archives,' said Dollar Bill, 'and to whom I released the only other copy, which I am now holding in my hands.' 'But if the word "Brittish" is spelt with two ts, how can you be so certain it's a fake?' asked Dexter Hutchins. 'Because, of the fifty-six signatures on the original Declaration, six have the Christian name George.