Part 9 (1/2)

The Negro said nothing.

”Are there any questions?”

”Do we have any other operatives working on this?”

The frown became a scowl. ”An Isobel Cunningham worked with Comrade Baker, but it has been suspected that she has been drifting away from the party these past few years. Her present status is unknown, but she is believed to be with Homer Crawford and his followers. Possibly she has defected. If so, you will take whatever measures seem necessary.

You will be working almost completely on your own, Comrade. You must think on your feet, as the Yankees say.”

The man called Anton thought a moment. He said, ”You'd better give me as thorough a run down as possible on this Homer Crawford and his immediate followers.”

Menzhinsky settled back in his chair and took up a sheaf of papers from the desk. ”We have fairly complete dossiers. I'll give you the highlights, then you can take these with you to your hotel to study at leisure.”

He took up the first sheet. ”Homer Crawford. Born in Detroit of working-cla.s.s parents. In his late teens interrupted his education to come to Africa where he joined elements of the F.L.N. in Morocco and took part in several forays into Algeria. Evidently was wounded and invalided back to the States where he resumed his education. When he came of military age, he joined the Marine Corps and spent the usual, ah, hitch I believe they call it. Following that, he resumed his education, finally taking a doctor's degree in sociology. He then taught for a time until the Reunited Nations began its African program. He accepted a position, and soon distinguished himself.”

The Russian took up another paper. ”According to Comrade Baker's reports, Crawford is an outstanding personality, dominating others, even in spite of himself. He would make a top party man. Idealistic, strong, clever, ruthless when ruthlessness is called for.”

Menzhinsky paused for a moment, finding words hard to come by from an ultra-materialist. His tone went wry. ”Comrade Baker also reported a somewhat mystical quality in our friend Crawford. An ability in times of emotional crisis to break down men's mental barriers against him. A _force_ that ...”

The other raised his eyebrows.

His superior chuckled, ruefully. ”Comrade Baker was evidently much swayed by the man's personality. However, Anton, I might point out that similar reports have come down to us of such a dominating personality in Lenin, and, to a lesser degree, in Stalin.” He twisted his mouth. ”History leads us to believe that such personalities as Jesus and Mohammed seemed to have some power beyond that of we more mundane types.”

”And the others?” Anton said.

The Russian took up still another paper. ”Elmer Allen. Born of small farmer background on the outskirts of Kingston, on the island of Jamaica. Managed to work his way through the University of Kingston where he took a master's degree in sociology. At one time he was thought to be Party material and was active in several organizations that held social connotations, pacifist groups and so forth. However, he was never induced to join the Party. Upon graduation, he immediately took employment with the Reunited Nations and was a.s.signed to Homer Crawford's team. He is evidently in accord with Crawford's aims as El Ha.s.san.”

The espionage chief took up another sheet. ”Bey-ag-Akhamouk ...”

The other scowled. ”That can't be an American name.”

”No. He is the only real African a.s.sociated with Crawford at this point. He was evidently born a Taureg and taken to the States at an early age, three or four, by a missionary. At any rate, he was educated at the University of Minnesota where he studied political science. We have no record of where he stands politically, but Comrade Baker rated him as an outstanding intuitive soldier. A veritable genius in combat. He would seem to have had military experience somewhere, but we have no record of it. Our Bey-ag-Akhamouk seems somewhat of a mystery man.”

The Russian sorted out another sheet. ”Kenneth Ballalou, born in Louisiana, educated in Chicago. Another young man but evidently as capable as the others. He seems to be quite a linguist. So far as we know, he holds no political stand whatsoever.”

Menzhinsky pursed his lips before saying, ”The Isobel Cunningham I mentioned worked with the Africa for Africans a.s.sociation with two colleagues, a Jacob Armstrong and Clifford Jackson. It is possible that these two, as well as Isobel Cunningham, have joined El Ha.s.san.

If so, we will have to check further upon them, although I understand Armstrong is rather elderly and hardly effective under the circ.u.mstances.”

The man called Anton said evenly, ”And this former comrade, Isobel Cunningham, has evidently joined with Crawford even though he ... was the cause of Abe Baker's death?”

”Evidently.”

The Negro's eyes narrowed.

The other said, ”And evidently she is a most intelligent and attractive young lady. We had rather high hopes for her formerly.”

The Negro party member came to his feet and gathered up the sheaf of papers from the desk. ”All right,” he said. ”Is there anything else?”