“I reiterated that we would keep all of our obligations to Israel. We’d accelerate shipments of already-purchased arms. We’d rush in additional Patriot missile batteries. We’d continue to coordinate on intelligence matters, and so forth.”
“And?”
“It wasn’t enough.”
“Why not?”
“Naphtali needs assurances — written, signed, Congress-approved guarantees, mind you — that the US would declare war against Israel’s enemies within twenty-four hours of the first attack, use US air superiority to help Israel punish the aggressors, and be willing to send in US ground forces alongside Israeli ground forces to overthrow any regime who participated in the attacks.”
“That’s negotiating, Roger, and I won’t have it.”
“That’s not how they see it, Mr. President.”
The president swore. “I don’t care how they see it! I don’t work for Asher Naphtali, and I’m not going to let him tie my hands or the hands of my government in the event of a future attack on Israel.”
“I hear you, Mr. President,” Allen said calmly, “but to be fair, he’s trying to get clarification on two of the key points in your offer. He said, first of all, that he’s grateful for your ‘pledge of aggressive US support for Israel to join NATO as a full member in the next six months.’ And second of all, he deeply appreciates your ‘pledge for the US to sign a full alliance treaty with Israel should the NATO deal stall or be denied, promising to go to war alongside Israel if the Jewish State were ever attacked by Iran.’ But he needs to know precisely what that means.”
“He’s trying to box me in,” Jackson said, pacing.
“Again, he doesn’t see it that way.”
“I think anyone would say I’m being exceedingly generous. No American president has ever offered the Israelis what I’m offering, starting with the Los Angeles — class submarines alone, not to mention everything else.”
“The prime minister seems genuinely appreciative of the offer, in my view. However, he told me repeatedly that the devil is in the details and that there was simply no way his Cabinet would ever agree to such a deal, as generous as it is, without more clarity on just how far you and future American governments are willing to go to defend the Jewish people from a second Holocaust.”
Increasingly exasperated, Jackson decided to shift gears again. “Are you picking up signs that the Israelis are preparing for a preemptive strike?”
“Not as such,” Allen replied. “There is a lot of activity on the homeland security side. The government is urging the people to be prepared for any eventuality. They are issuing gas masks. They are deploying antimissile defenses. They’re stocking bomb shelters with food, water, diapers, and other essentials. Magen David Adom has just launched a massive blood drive. But the prime minister and his entire government are being very disciplined. They’re not hinting at an Israeli first strike. In fact, they keep saying they are doing everything they can to avoid war. But they are warning their people in no uncertain terms that war could be coming if Iran and the Twelfth Imam try to make good on their many threats.”
“Are they calling up the Reserves?”
“Not formally, though the Ministry of Defense has put all Reservists on alert.”
“Any unusual air activity?”
“Nothing out of the ordinary. But of course, the Israeli Air Force has been training heavily and aggressively for months, so it might be hard to distinguish what was accelerated activity at this point.”
“You think he’ll do it?”
“Asher?”
“Yes.”
“Do I think Asher will order a first strike?”
“Right.”
“If we don’t do more, and fast, then yes, Mr. President, I think he’s leaning that way.”
“What more can we do?”
“Honestly, sir, I think you should come over here and negotiate this thing yourself.”
“Right now?”
“When else?”
“You want me to drop everything I’m doing and fly to Jerusalem for the day.”
“I think it would send a powerful message to the Israeli people that the US is standing by our most stable democratic ally in the region. And I think it would send a powerful message to the Mahdi and his advisors that they’d better not play with fire. Because right now, sir, I think people over here are getting mixed signals.”
“I can’t, Roger; not right now.”
“Why not, sir? The entire region is on the brink.”
“I know that. Of course I know that, but I just sent a message back to the Twelfth Imam. I told him that the United States is committed to peace in the region. We’re supposed to talk on Tuesday, once he finishes his tour of the region. Apparently, he’s supposed to be in Cairo today. Tomorrow he’ll be in Damascus. After that, who knows where? But how is it going to look if I show up in Jerusalem right at the point when we’re trying to establish a relationship?”
“May I speak candidly, sir?”
“Of course.”
“It will look like you’re standing with an ally, while he stands with his. Look, Mr. President, Naphtali is asking me why you haven’t commented on the Twelfth Imam’s vow to build a new Caliphate. He and his aides are asking what the US position is on the Caliphate. I said we’re watching the situation very closely.”
“And?”
“They took that for what it was — a dodge. Mr. President, the Middle East is being radically reshaped as we speak. The Twelfth Imam has the initiative. By the time you talk to him on Tuesday, he could be in charge of everything from Egypt to Pakistan. I can’t tell you what to do. But my job is to tell you what I think is going to happen next, and I’m telling you we are losing the epicenter and we don’t have to. Naphtali insists the Sunni regimes are terrified of the Shias being in charge. He’s right. We have leverage, if we’ll use it.”
“Where would you start?”
“Look, I’m in the region. Send me to Amman today. I’ll talk to the king ahead of his meeting with the Mahdi. I’ll take his temperature and reassure him that you’re standing with him. Then I’d like to fly to Islamabad to see President Farooq. We know he’s hesitant about the Mahdi. I showed you that intercept. Let me go talk to him, reassure him that you won’t let his regime fall, that there’s an alternative to joining the Caliphate. Then, with your permission, I’d recommend I double back to Baghdad and then Cairo to meet with Vice President Riad and Field Marshal Yassin. Let me see how they’re doing after their meeting today with the Mahdi, see if we can help them build a Sunni alliance against him. I can’t promise all this will work. I don’t know that. But I know one thing: if the US does nothing, we’re going to lose everything.”
“Do it,” the president said without hesitation.
“The whole trip?” Allen clarified.
“Yes. I think you’re right.”
“And what should I tell Naphtali? Are you open to coming to Jerusalem in the next few days?”
“I don’t know,” Jackson said. “I need to give that more thought.”
“Time is short, Mr. President. I can’t stress that enough.”
“I understand, Roger. Believe me — I understand.”
35
“Miss Harper,” a secretary said, “would you please follow me?”
Marseille glanced at her watch. It was precisely 9 a.m., just as promised. She stood, smoothed the wrinkles out of her skirt, took a deep breath, and forced herself to smile as she followed the secretary into the office of the deputy director for operations.
“You must be Marseille,” Murray said, shaking her hand and encouraging her to take a seat. He asked her if she wanted anything to drink.
“Thank you, Mr. Murray. I’ll have some water, if that’s okay.”