"Sepulchre 1.0" - читать интересную книгу автора (Herbert James)

`I see.' Snaith's expression was grim. `Well, we've dealt with prima donnas before. And his personal bodyguards? What's your opinion of their worth?'
`I was only introduced to one. He wasn't very effective.'
Nobody in the room asked him how he'd reached that conclusion; they accepted his word.
Mather consulted a notebook. `I have the names of the other three here. Let me see now, yes - Janusz Palusinski, his driver, then Asil Khayed and Youssef Daoud. They're described as "personal attendants", which I suppose could imply anything.'
`Good Lord,' exclaimed Snaith. `Arabs?'
'Jordanians.'
`And the first? Czech? Polish?'
'Janusz Palusinski - Polish.'
`And the one you met, Liam?'
'Monk. He didn't say much.'
`Theodore Albert Monk,' Mather supplied from his notebook. `According to the Magma files, he's American.'
`That's some mixed bag,' commented Snaith.
`Apparently Felix Kline picked them up on his travels. They've all been with him for years.'
`The driver might need some training,' suggested Halloran.
`That's being taken care of,' Snaith told him. 'Kline's PA, Miss, uh - Redmile, rang me earlier this afternoon to arrange it. Dieter?'
'I've got him booked in for tomorrow. We'll lease Magma one of our own specials - for Palusinski to train in and to use afterwards. Kline's own vehicle doesn't have enough protection facilities; body and windows are bullet-proof, but that's about it. I'll want to keep Palusinski for at least two days, Liam, to make sure he really knows what he's doing when he leaves us, so it looks like you're Kline's chauffeur until then.'
Halloran nodded.
Snaith spoke: `Miss Redmile also confirms that her employer agrees to the list of conditions regarding his own actions in the forthcoming weeks. I understand you had lunch with her today?' He was looking directly at Halloran. `Apart from their business relationship, what is she to Kline? Is she his mistress?'
Halloran took time to consider the question. Finally, he said, `She could be.'
`She's that type?' 'What type?'
'The type who beds her boss.'
`I wouldn't know.'
`But she's a looker.'
Halloran nodded.
`Let's assume that's the case, then.'
Mother noticed the brief flare of anger in Halloran's eyes and was puzzled by it. Liam usually held his emotions totally in check. 'I don't see that it's entirely relevant, Gerald,' Mather put in. 'After all, Kline isn't married, and there's no mention of other girlfriends - or boyfriends, for that matter - in the dossier from Magma.'
'She could be a weak spot,' Snaith replied. `He might put himself at risk if he knows she's in danger. There could be other possibilities, also. Has she been checked out?'
'I have her file right here,' said Stuhr. `Charles brought it back from Magma earlier today, so I've only managed to glance through it. She sounds pretty solid to me. Raised in Hampshire, an only child, father a university lecturer, mother a local GP, both now deceased. Attended private school until eighteen, bright seven Os and three As - but never went on to university. Rents an apartment in Pimlico, has a substantial sum of money in her bank account - what's left of the proceeds from the sale of her parents' home, plus a little of her own savings. Magma is her first and only job apart from a bit of summertime temping when she was still a student; she worked her way up in the organisation and I think she is wonderful.' He took a black and white photograph from the file and held it up for the others to see.
Snaith didn't smile. `Dig deeper over the next few days. Find out who she socialises with, boyfriends, lovers, her politics, religion - you know the kind of thing. She's close to the target, so we can't take chances.'
Snaith paused, ran fingers through his short ginger-grey hair.
`Now,' he said, looking round at all of them. `Our friend Mr Kline. Just what the hell do we know about him?'
'Hardly anything,' answered Stuhr. `It took me all of half-aminute to read through his file.'
`Hmn, that's what I was afraid of. This bloody secrecy can be taken too far.'
`Oh, I don't chink Magma is to blame,' said Mather. `When I spoke with the chairman this morning it became very apparent that the Corporation doesn't actually know too much about Felix Kline's background. I got the impression that so long as the man continues to make them money, they're not particularly bothered.'
`Would somebody please tell me just what it is he does for Magma?' complained Stuhr.
`Sorry, Dieter.' said Snaith, 'that isn't necessary for you to know. Their terms, I'm afraid, so don't sulk. What does his file tell us?'
Stuhr made a snorting noise, but didn't argue. `Like I said there isn't much. He was born in Israel, arrived in England eleven years ago, began working far the Magma Corporation almost immediately =
`A Jew with two Arab companions?' interrupted Snaith.
`They're not all bitter enemies. He moved into the penthouse suite of the Magma building when it was completed about five years ago. He also has a country home in Surrey, by a lake, two thousand acres of pastures and woodland. I need hardly say that's a huge amount of land to own in the Home Counties. He's obviously a very wealthy man. Unmarried, doesn't drive, doesn't smoke, drinks a little, no mention of drugs -but there wouldn't be - doesn't gamble. That's about it.'
`What?' said Snaith incredulously. `There must be more.'
Stuhr reached for a file lying beneath Cora Redmile's. He opened it and indicated the single sheet of paper inside. `I told you there wasn't much to read.'
`It must give his birth date, where he was educated, his employment before Magma. Isn't there anything about his social activities? It's essential that we at least have some idea of what those are.'
`He doesn't appear to have any if this document is anything to go by.'
`Charles?' Snaith appealed.
Mather waved a hand. `That's the situation I'm afraid. Even in conversation the chairman gave nothing away. Naturally I probed, but got nowhere. As I said, they seem to know little about the man themselves, and I think that's of Kline's choosing; perhaps part of his own terms of employment was his complete privacy on all personal matters. If he'd already demonstrated how good his abilities were, I don't suppose the board objected too much.'
`All right. I'm not happy, but let's accept the situation for what of is.' Then Snaith asked hopefully, `I suppose his salary isn't in there somewhere?'
Stuhr grinned and shook his head. `Not even a hint.'
`We could find out from other sources, but let's not waste our tome. In fact, there's a lot more information we could uncover if we tool the trouble, but we'll take the assignment at face value. Our contract will be signed later today - we're moving fast on this one- Loam, you'll be Kline's constant companion as of eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Dieter, I want a report from you on terrorist and kidnap activities during the last year. Obviously anything relevant to Magma or its subsidiary companies is what we're after.'
Stuhr made a note. After the meeting he would spend some tome at the data processing machine, using a special access code to link up with another company which specialised in maintaining and updating the activities and whereabouts of known worldwide terrorist groups on computer.
'I'll do some checks on Magma's rivals, also,' the German said, 'see if there are any areas where competition has become over-fierce.'