Littell gauged it.
Mr. Hoover was old. The world outgrew him. He outlived his reign of control. _His_ hate dispersed. _His_ hate coalesced. _His_ hate found Dr. King.
Littell gauged _his own_ hate.
He lived by hubris. He overcommitted. He outflanked _his_ sphere of control. His hate dispersed. His hate condensed. His hate scattergunned. He outgrew his world. He retained his ideals. He outgrew his love of intrigue. His hate dispersed and coalesced. His hate found John Edgar Hoover.
He acted on it. He acted passively. Wait. Do nothing yet. Let Mr. Hoover HATE.
Let the world rock. Let Dr. King meld with Bobby. They have bold designs. They despise the war. They may collaborate.
Dr. King planned revolt. Lyle Holly detailed it. Littell destroyed Lyle's notes. Let Dr. King live the notes. Let Dr. King act nonpassively.
Peace broadsides. Voter drives. Antislum campaigns. Revolt in its early stages-planned through '68.
Wait. Do nothing yourself. Let Mr. Hoover HATE.
His hate burns. His hate shows. His hate discredits him. Dr. King plans. Dr. King schemes. Dr. King's status grows.
Don't push _too_ hard. Don't push _too_ fast. Don't strain credibility. Let the world rock at its own pace. Let some things go.
LBJ fights his foreign war. Mr. Hoover approves. LBJ pushes civil rights. Mr. Hoover fumes silently. Mr. Hoover spews hate.
LBJ might assess him. Edgar-you're moribund. You've got to go.
The war will extend. The war will divide. The war might derail LBJ. Bobby might run in '68. Dr. King might downscale his agenda. Bobby might endorse it.
He watched Bobby. He read the Senate Record. He tallied Bobby's votes. Bobby was smart. Bobby never said "The Boys." Bobby hated circumspectly.
Hate strong. Hate brave. Don't hate like Mr. Hoover.
Mr. Hoover called him. The phone rang in mid-July. Mr. Hoover stirred some fear.
The spot tails were gone. He knew it. He was safe per Chuck Rogers. He was safe per Lyle H.
Still-Mr. Hoover stirred fear.
He was brusque. He was rude. Howard Hughes and Las Vegas-update me on that.
Littell said Drac's crazy. Drac fears state taxes. Drac's booked a whole railroad train. Drac trained to Boston. Drac brought his Mormons. Drac booked a floor at the Ritz.
Drac wants hotels. I've braced the _registered_ owners. It's pro forma. The Boys have the points. The Boys will rig the fees.
Mr. Hoover laughed. Mr. Hoover schemed. Mr. Hoover promised a noskim-bust policy. Let's not stir enmity. Why stir publicity? Why sully the Count and his kingdom?
Littell digressed. Littell said Drac has a plan. He'll hit Vegas in late November.
The red tape will clear. He'll have his cash. He'll storm the DI then. He's booked a floor. He'll bring his slaves. They'll bring his blood and dope.
Mr. Hoover laughed. Mr. Hoover probed:
I pulled some bugs. I pulled some taps. A House Committee made me. I got a tip: Lyle Holly braced Bobby. Lyle sent him a posthumous "confession."
Littell feigned shock: Not Lyle H.! Not our WHITE RABBIT!
Mr. Hoover probed. Mr. Hoover ranted. Mr. Hoover steamed. He disdained WHITE and CRUSADER. He dissected their "twin moral voids." He blasphemed WHITE the betrayer.
Littell assessed the rant. Littell concluded: He doesn't suspect me/he buys the "confession"/he buys the "betrayal" that way.
Mr. Hoover digressed. Mr. Hoover attacked Dr. King. His HATE showed. His HATE beamed. His HATE crescendoed.
Littell said let me help. You know I have documents. They detail my "Mob donations."
Mr. Hoover said no. Mr. Hoover said it's too little. Mr. Hoover said it's much too late.
Littell heard hate. Littell heard resolve. Littell knew this: He's got new plans. He'll escalate.
Mr. Hoover signed off. Mr. Hoover omitted:
Mail-fraud news. News per one arm of BLACK RABBIT. A big success/gloat-worthy. A telling omission.
Littell translated said omission. Littell knew this:
He's got new plans. He'll escalate.
Wait. Do nothing. Let his hate show. Let his hate self-indict.
The Boys had plans. It's time for relocation-Sam G. leaves custody.
Littell drove him home. Sam packed his bags. They flew to Mexico City. Sam bought knickknacks. Sam bought a house. Sam discussed his schemes.
We buy the '68 election. We throw it to _our_ candidate. He takes our cash. He bows. He obeys. He pardons Jimmy Hoff a. He lets us expand. He ignores our colonizations.
We move south. We colonize. We plant our casinos. Let us thrive-don't luck with said colonies-right-_or_ left-wing.
Memo: _We_ buy the candidate. _We_ buy the bulk of him. Drac supplies 25%. We collude. Drac gets perks-time will determine which or what.
Jimmy's through. He's dead on appeals. He'll be jailed next spring. Let him stew. Buy a candidate. Elect him.
Said candidate waits. Said candidate pardons Jimmy. We get one pardon. We get one colony policy-per nations right- or left-wing.
Cuba was left-wing. They couldn't plant casinos there. Their plant targets were all _right_-wing. Think back. Go back three years-fall '63.
The hit plan's on. The Boys are mad. The Boys want their Cuban casinos. They tried to kill Castro. They indulged covert ops. They failed.
Sam enlists Santo. Santo lures Johnny Rosselli. They brace the Beard. They make nice-_please_ return our casinos. The Beard says no. They clip Jack. The world rocks and sways.
Then to now-plans crass and audacious.
Like the war-Big Pete's preferred misalliance.
He met Barb for lunch. They met once a week. They discussed it. Barb hated the war. Barb felt new love for Bobby. Barb assailed Pete.
Barb talked political. Barb talked lounge gossip and segued. Barb said "exploitation." Barb said "mass murder" and "genocide."
Barb was moody. Barb took pills. Barb anesthetized. They discussed Pete's business. They discussed Pete's compartments.
Barb temporized. Barb straddled fences. Barb compartmentalized: I love Pete/I hate Pete's business/I hate Pete's war.
_He_ loved her. Wayne loved her. She knew it. All men loved her. He told her. She knew it.
She said I like it. She said I hate it. She said I outgrew it late.
She knew Jane left him. She didn't know details. She teased him per Janice. He told her flat-out. He played it blunt-Janice was diversion.
Janice was sex. Janice was style. Janice was will bravura.
Wayne Senior beat her. Janice still limped. Janice still got cramps. Janice still shot scratch golf. Janice still played A-club tennis.
She charged the net. She limped. She cramped. She slammed shots. She made points. She won by attrition.
She rebuffed Mormon goons. Said goons were putting feelers out. Wayne Senior misses Wayne Junior.
She replied one way. Her words were Get Fucked. It was her one response verbatim.
He liked her. He loved Barb. He loved Jane.
Barb got dreamy looks. She hid from Pete then. He envied her looks. He envied her sedation.
_DOCUMENT INSERT_: 10/30/66. Internal memorandum. Topic: OPERATION BLACK RABBIT. To: BLUE RABBIT. From: Director. Marked: "Stage-1 Covert" /"Eyes Only" /"Read and Burn."
BLUE RABBIT,
I have been digesting my July phone call to CRUSADER RABBIT for some time. I could not read his response to my mention of WHITE RABBIT's alleged confession, and perceived his mental state to be problematic.
WHITE RABBIT was, of course, your brother. I have given your repeated assertions that his confession was fabricated considerable thought. You have stated that CRUSADER RABBIT is the only one in our purview capable of such a fabrication, and I cannot in any way dispute that assessment.