Portrait of a Spy

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allowed myself to think Shamron might finally fade gracefully into the background. I was wrong. He has no intention of allowing me to run the Office without his constant interference. But that’s not surprising, is it, Gabriel? We both know Shamron had someone else in mind for the job. I’m fated to go down in the history of our illustrious service as the accidental chief. And you’ll always be the chosen one.”
    “Choose someone else, Uzi. I’m retired. Remember? Send someone else to Washington.”
    “Adrian won’t hear of it,” Navot said, rubbing his shoulder. “And neither will Shamron. As for your so-called retirement, it ended the moment you decided to follow Farid Khan into Covent Garden.”
    Gabriel stared out at the sea and pictured the aftermath of the shot not taken: body parts and blood, Baghdad on the Thames. Navot seemed to sense what he was thinking. He pressed his advantage.
    “The Americans would like you in Washington first thing in the morning. There’s a Gulfstream waiting for you outside London. It was one of the planes they used for the rendition program. They’ve assured me the handcuffs and hypodermic needles have been removed.”
    “What about Chiara?”
    “The invitation is for one.”
    “She can’t stay here alone.”
    “Graham has agreed to send a security team from London.”
    “I don’t trust them, Uzi. Take her back to Israel with you. She can help Gilah look after the old man for a few days until I get back.”
    “She might be there awhile.”
    Gabriel looked at Navot carefully. He clearly knew more than he was saying. He usually did.
    “I just agreed to restore a picture for Julian Isherwood.”
    “A Madonna and Child with Mary Magdalene , formerly attributed to the Studio of Palma Vecchio, now tentatively attributed to Titian, pending peer review.”
    “Very impressive, Uzi.”
    “Bella’s been trying to broaden my horizons.”
    “The painting can’t stay in an empty cottage by the sea.”
    “Julian’s agreed to take it back. As you might expect, he’s rather disappointed.”
    “I was supposed to be paid two hundred thousand pounds for that piece.”
    “Don’t look at me, Gabriel. The cupboard is bare. I’ve been forced to institute across-the-board cuts in every department. The accountants are even after me to reduce my personal expenses. My per diem is a pittance.”
    “Good thing you’re on a diet.”
    Navot absently touched his midsection, as if checking to see whether it had expanded since leaving home.
    “It’s a long drive back to London, Uzi. Maybe you should take along some of those scones.”
    “Don’t even think about it.”
    “You’re afraid Bella will find out?”
    “I know she will.” Navot glared at the bodyguard leaning against the lifeboat ramp. “Those bastards tell her everything. It’s like living in a police state.”

Chapter 11
Georgetown, Washington, D.C.
     
     
    T HE HOUSE STOOD IN THE 3300 BLOCK OF N S TREET , one of an elegant terrace of Federal-style residences priced far beyond the reach of all but the wealthiest of Washingtonians. Gabriel climbed the curved front steps in the gray half-light of dawn and, as instructed, entered without ringing the bell. Adrian Carter waited in the foyer, dressed in wrinkled chinos, a crewneck sweater, and a tan corduroy blazer. The attire, combined with his tousled thinning hair and unfashionable mustache, gave him the air of a professor from a minor university, the sort who championed noble causes and was a constant thorn in the side of his dean. As director of the CIA’s National Clandestine Service, Carter had no cause these days other than keeping the American homeland safe from another terrorist attack—though twice each month, schedule permitting, he could be found in the basement of his Episcopal church in suburban Reston preparing meals for the homeless. For Carter, the volunteer work was a meditation, a rare opportunity to thrust his hands into something other than the

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