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Movement?”
    â€œI’m not sure the exact number.”
    â€œBallpark?”
    â€œI think it was between $125 and $150 million.”
    â€œThat’s a lot of money, isn’t it?”
    â€œNot in the grand scheme of things, but it’s not peanuts.”
    â€œDo you know what it paid for?”
    â€œTraining, logistical support, infrastructure.”
    â€œSenator Miller inserted these funds in the State Department budget?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œOne person told us Senator Miller was infatuated with the U.S. providing support to the Green Movement. Did you find that to be the case?”
    Greenglass smiled. “I wouldn’t say he was infatuated. But he believed in it deeply, and he felt a moral obligation to support the Green Movement leaders, who courageously opposed the regime at the risk of their own lives.”
    â€œTo the best of your knowledge, was any of that funding used for technology transfers or military materiel to the Green Movement, such as bomb-making equipment, night-vision goggles, satellites, cell phones, PDAs, and laptops?”
    Greenglass made eye contact with McConnell. Mahoney knew a government official as seasoned as Greenglass would be familiar with 18 USC. Section 1001, which made it a felony knowingly and willfully to make a materially false statement to a government agent. As he anticipated, Greenglass blinked.
    â€œI’m not sure I can answer that.”
    â€œWhy not?”
    â€œBecause those activities are classified.”
    McConnell cleared her throat and jumped in. “Since this involves potentially highly classified information, I’m going to recommend Truman tell you everything he can today, and then let’s hold the rest in abeyance pending an opinion from the White House counsel.”
    â€œThat’s fine. I’ve only got one more question,” said Mahoney. His eyes bore into Greenglass. “Were the funds Senator Miller inserted in the State Department budget used to pay for black ops inside Iran?”
    Greenglass looked like he had been hit across the face with a hammer. “My answer to that is identical to the previous one.”
    â€œSo you can’t answer it?”
    â€œNo.”
    Mahoney gathered up his papers and shoved them back into his satchel. “That’s all I have for today,” he said crisply.
    â€œI’m not going to make any promises on the issue of classified information,” said McConnell. “But I’ll take it up with Phil.”
    Mahoney grunted his acknowledgement. Together, he and McConnell left the conference room, the door closing with a bang.
    Greenglass looked at Shapiro, his eyes like saucers. “This guy’s crazy.”
    â€œNo kidding. Why do you think I jumped down his throat?” said Shapiro. “If someone at the FBI doesn’t get him back in his cage, he could destroy a lot of careers.”
    â€œHe could do worse than that,” said Greenglass. “He’s about to blow up a covert op. That’ll get major assets in Iran killed . He could set us back a decade.”
    â€œWhat’s so hard to figure out here?” asked Shapiro, throwing up his hands. “Arrest the chick who asphyxiated Miller, let her plead to involuntary manslaughter, she does two years in minimum-security prison, and this thing is over .”
    â€œShould someone reach out to Golden?” Greenglass asked, referring to Attorney General Keith Golden.
    â€œAbsolutely not,” said Shapiro, horrified. “The media will claim the White House tried to obstruct an FBI investigation. That’s a felony.”
    â€œBut someone has to shut this down,” said Greenglass. “Lives are at stake. The future of the Middle East is at stake, for goodness sake.”
    â€œI agree. But the person who steps up to the plate can’t be you, Truman. Protect yourself.”
    Greenglass knew Shapiro was right. But he knew of someone who could shut