"There will be a requiem mass for el Coronel Frade at the Chapel on Estancia San Pedro y San Pablo," Mart¡n said. "She has naturally been invited, and so have a number of her-and el Coronel's-old and close friends."
"Argentina will miss Jorge Guillermo Frade, and so will I," Montoya said, then: "How did you come by Per¢n's weekend plans?"
"He is staying at the Frade guest house on Libertador. Capitan Lauffer tele-phoned him there last night to ask for a convenient time for General Rawson to pick him up this morning. Since I knew that General Rawson-"
"I thought I suggested, and you agreed, that there would be no telephone surveillance of either General Ramirez or General Rawson?"
"The line surveilled, mi Almirante, is the line in the Frade guest house. I in-stalled it in the belief that young Frade might return to Argentina, as indeed he has."
Montoya appeared to be giving the situation some thought. And then, when he spoke a few moments later, he moved to another subject.
"Now that Per¢n has returned from Germany, it could mean they are pre-pared to act."
"Yes, it could."
"But you don't think so, Bernardo?"
"I have not formed an opinion."
"Even if we can't break their code, I think it might be interesting to see if there is an increase in transmissions from the American radio station on Es-tancia San Pedro y San Pablo during or immediately after this weekend."
"I have ordered round-the-clock monitoring of the frequencies they are us-ing, mi Almirante."
"The big question, Bernardo, isn't it, is how much contact there has been between the G.O.U. and the norteamericanos. If any. If there is a sudden in-crease in radio traffic..."
"I take your point, mi Almirante."
"Keep me advised, Bernardo," Montoya said. "About this, and about this German coronel."
"Of course, mi Almirante."
"Thank you, Bernardo. That will be all."
He doesn't know anything. I don't think he's even heard anything. But that damned cunning again-it's animal-like-he senses that something important is going on.
[THREE]
The Embassy of the German Reich
Avenida Cordoba
Buenos Aires, Argentina
0320 11 April 1943
As he came into the Ambassador's office, Standartenf?hrer Josef Goltz raised his right arm from the elbow, palm outward, in a casual Nazi salute.
"I very much appreciate your finding time for me on the weekend, Herr-Ambassador," he said.
"I am at your service, Herr Standartenf?hrer," Ambassador Manfred Alois Graf von Lutzenberger replied. He neither rose from his seat nor returned the salute. Instead he offered his hand, then waved Goltz into a chair.
"May I request that First Secretary Gradny-Sawz and Oberst Gr?ner join us?" Goltz asked.
Von Lutzenberger picked up his telephone.
"Will you ask Herr Gradny-Sawz and Oberst Gr?ner to come in, please?" he ordered. "And bring in a kleines fruhstiick for all of us, please?" (Kleines fruhstiick, "little breakfast": pastry and coffee.)
He smiled at Goltz.