"Might be worth a try. I know a good man at Penn State University who's a triple-A researcher. He can have my people digging the archives here and in Europe by this time tomorrow."
"Good, give him a crack at it."
"Now that the news media and Hala have spread the word," said the Senator, "half the governments and most of the fortune hunters of the world will be on the hunt for the Library collection."
"I considered that probability going in," the President said.
"But propping up President Hasan's government takes top priority. If we make the discovery first and then pretend to back down after Hasan makes a dramatic show of demanding the artifacts be returned to Egypt, his domestic popularity will take a big jump, and make him a hero in the eyes of the Egyptian people."
"While stalling off the threat of a takeover by Yazid and his followers," added the Senator. "The only problem is Yazid himself. The man is extremely unpredictable. Our best Middle East experts can't read him. He's liable to pull a rabbit out of the hat and steal the scene."
The President looked at him steadily. "I see no problem in cutting him out of the limelight when the artifacts are turned over to President Hasan."
"I'm on your side, Mr. President, but it's dangerous to underestimate Yazid."
"He's far from perfect."
"Yes, but unlike the Ayatollah Khomeini, Akhmad Yazid is a brilliant intellect. He's what the advertising agencies call a good concept man."
"In political areas perhaps, but hardly in assassinations."
The Senator shrugged and ssighed knowingly. "His plans were, no doubt, screwed up by his henchmen. As President, you know better than anyone how easily an aide or adviser can botch a simple project."
The President smiled back without humor. He leaned back in his chair and toyed with a pen. "We know damned little about Yazid, where he came from, what makes him tick."
"He claims to have spent the first thirty years of his life wandering the Sinai desert talking to Allah."
"So he's lifted a page from Jesus Christ. What else do we have on him?"
"You might ask Dale Nichols," answered the Senator. "I understand he's working with the CIA on building a biographical and psychological profile."
"Let's see if they've come up with anything." The President pressed a button on his intercom. "Dale, can you come in for a minute?"
"Be right there," came Nichols's voice over the speaker.
Neither of the men in the Oval Office spoke during the fifteen seconds Nichols took to walk from his office. He knocked, then opened the door and stepped in.
"We were discussing Akhmad Yazid," the President informed him. "Have Brogan's people turned up any data on his background?"
"I talked to Martin only an hour ago," replied Nichols. "He said his analysts should have a file put together in another day or two."
"I want to see it the minute it's completed," said the President.
"Not to change the subject," said Senator Pitt, "but shouldn't someone brief President Hasan on what we've got in mind in case the Library collection can be pinpointed in the next few weeks?"
The President nodded. "Definitely." He stared directly at the Senator.
"Think you could sneak off for forty-eight hours and do the honors, George?"
"You want me to meet with Hasan in Uruguay." It was more a statement than question.
"Do you mind?"
"This is really a matter for Doug Oates over at the State Department. He and Joe Arnold from Treasury are already in Kingston holding preliminary meetings with foreign economic leaders. Do you think it wise to go behind his back?"
"Ordinarily, no. But you're better informed on the search project.
You've also met with President Hasan on four different occasions, and you're close to Hala Kamil. Simply put, you're the best man for the job."