Phil lost them. He went around blocks, dashed the wrong way on one-way streets, and shook both our tails in less than ten minutes. “It’s a hell of a thing,” he said, “when you have to worry more about your friends than your enemies. The Chief is very anxious to see you, Tanner. He didn’t know you were one of ours. He suspected it when we got rumbles about the bit in Macedonia. Dallmann had contacts in Macedonia. Dallmann’s dead, you know.”
“I know.”
“Well,” Phil said.
We rode the rest of the way in silence. Phil dropped us in front of a shoe-repair shop in a Negro slum. Joe and I entered a building by the door to the right of the shop and climbed three flights of squeaking stairs to the apartment on the top floor. He knocked. A deep voice invited us inside. Joe opened the door, and we went in.
Joe said, “Here’s Tanner, Chief.”
“Good. Any trouble with CIA?”
“None there. They followed us, but Phil outran them. He’s good at that.”
“Yes,” the Chief said. “He’s a good man.”
“You want me to stick around?”
“No, that’s all, Joe.”
“Check.”
Joe left and closed the door. The Chief was a round-faced man, bald on top, with fleshy hands that remained in perfect repose on the desk in front of him. The desk was empty of papers. There was a box labeled IN and another labeled OUT. Both were empty. There was a globe on the desk and a map of the world on the wall behind him.
“Evan Michael Tanner,” the Chief said. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Tanner.”
We shook hands. He motioned me to a chair, and I sat down.
“Dallmann’s dead,” he said. “I suppose you knew?”
“Yes.”
“Shot down in Dublin, ironically enough. It must have happened just after he passed the papers to you.”
I nodded.
“I suspected you might be Dallmann’s man when we first began to get reports on you. We’re not like the boys at the Central Intelligence Agency, you know. I don’t believe in teamwork. I never have. It may be useful in some types of operations, but not in our type. Do you follow me, Tanner?”
“Yes,” I said.
“I encourage my men to develop their own operatives. Keep them secret, don’t let me know about them. When one of our men goes out on something, he goes alone. If he’s in trouble, he can’t call for help. If he’s caught, I don’t know him. So I didn’t know you were one of Dallmann’s group. I suspected it, as I said, but I wasn’t sure. I became somewhat more certain when we received reports of the incident in Macedonia.” He smiled for the first time. “That was excellent work, Tanner. That was one of the neatest bits of work in years.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“It may well turn out to have been the biggest wedge driven in Yugoslav hegemony since the end of the war. They were astonished when that revolt broke out. Astonished. The last thing anyone expected was a blowup in Macedonia. I know Dallmann had things planned in that area. I suppose that was why you made your first trip to Istanbul?”
“That’s right.”
“And of course that fell in. Brilliant work of yours, picking up Dallmann in Dublin afterward. And then having the nerve to carry through with the Macedonian plans. Most men would have settled for the British papers and brought them straight home. Dallmann would be proud of you, Tanner.”
I didn’t say anything. Dallmann-the tall man-must have guessed I was on his team from the Istanbul fiasco.
The Chief looked down at his hands. “Strange situation in Ireland,” he said. “The Irish filched that set of plans out of London as neat as anything. The British didn’t even know who had them. But we knew and we couldn’t let them stay in Irish hands. Irish security isn’t the best in the world, you know. And those plans were fairly vital. Dallmann took them away in a matter of days. Another power could have done the same thing. We had to do the job first for two reasons. To get them away from the Irish and to teach Downing Street an important lesson in security. First nonsexual security scandal they’ve had in some time. Ought to keep them on their toes, don’t you think?”
We both got a good laugh out of that one.
“The CIA give you a hard time, Tanner?”
“It wasn’t too bad.”
“You don’t sleep, do you? Got that from your records. That must come in handy.”
“It does.”
“Um-hum. Imagine it would. Sorry I had to put you through three weeks of CIA interrogation. Understand you didn’t tell them a thing.”
“I had to give them the plans.”
“Well, that was all right. Couldn’t be helped.” He chuckled. “You must have given them the willies. You know their standard interrogation procedure? Nothing fancy, just let a man fall asleep, then wake him up and question him, then let him drift off to sleep again, then more questioning. They hit you at your weakest point that way. But they couldn’t do that to you, could they?”
“No.”
“Very handy. Never thought of insomnia as a survival mechanism. Very interesting.”
“Yes, sir.”
He got to his feet. “You have contacts with fringe groups and nut groups throughout the world, don’t you? Professional? Or a sideline?”
“Just a hobby.”
“Valuable one, isn’t it? You do much work for Dallmann?”
“No. Just incidental work before this job. Nothing important.”
“Suspected as much. And yet you maintained discipline all the way, didn’t you? And handled yourself like a professional. Very interesting.”
For a long moment neither of us said anything. Then he came around the desk, and I got to my feet, and we shook hands again.
“What are your plans now, Tanner?”
“I’ll go back to New York.”
“Back to business as usual, eh?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Very good.” He thought for a moment. “We might have a piece of work for you now and then.”
“All right.”
“We’re hell to work for. I don’t know exactly what sort of arrangement you had with Dallmann. Doesn’t much matter now, does it? But we’re very hard masters. We give you an assignment and that’s all. We give you no contacts. We don’t smooth the way for you a bit. But at the same time, we don’t ask for reports in triplicate. We don’t want to know what you did or how you did it. We just expect you to deliver the goods. If you get caught somewhere, we never heard of you and you never heard of us. We can’t even fix a parking ticket for you. And if you get killed, we drink a toast to your memory and that’s all. No group insurance. No full-dress funeral with burial in Arlington. Understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
“So you might hear from us some time. If something comes up. Sound good to you?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I like your style, Tanner. Especially in Macedonia. That was quite a performance.” He smiled again briefly, then turned aside. “You’ll find your own way out. Walk a few blocks before you catch a cab. Might as well go straight back to New York. Don’t ever try to contact me. I suppose you know that much, but I’ll say it anyway. All right?”
“All right.”
“How are you fixed for money?”
“I could use plane fare. I’m out of ready cash.”
“Besides that.”
“I’m all right.” I thought for a moment. “I managed to…uh…pick up a little for myself this trip.”
He laughed aloud. “Just like Dallmann,” he said. “He never even put in for expenses. Said he made a neater profit than we could ever pay him in salary. I like to encourage that sort of thing. Teaches a man to think on his feet. You’ll fit in fine with us, Tanner.”
He gave me two hundred dollars for the plane and incidental expenses. We shook hands a third and final time, and I let myself out.
Afterword
Evan Michael Tanner was conceived in the summer of 1956, in New York ’s Washington Square Park. But his gestation period ran to a decade.