The Timor Man. Kerry B Collison
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Название: The Timor Man

Автор: Kerry B Collison

Издательство: Ingram

Жанр: Политические детективы

Серия: The Asian Trilogy

isbn: 9781877006128

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      “Pak ‘Domo,” Seda commenced using the polite and abbreviated form of the General’s name hoping it would ease some of the tension between them. “ It has been many years since he was deported and we were not really brothers .”

      The General was completely conversant with the facts surrounding the departure of Albert Seda, his misdemeanours as a student, and Nathan Seda’s family. This interview was only a formality. He wanted to appear to be thorough with the Timorese.

      The Colonel continued.

      “We shared the same mother — I mean my mother married his father after my own father died.” He felt flustered having stumbled with the reply. Seda was now embarrassed and angry. His family background was one subject he preferred not to discuss and now yet again it had become an issue in his career.

      “As his adik-tiri, I had no influence over him whatsoever General, ” insisted Seda, anticipating some negative result from his family

      association with the man. “I felt that any reference to our family relationship would only have been detrimental to my career and decided to omit all reference to him .” He stared blankly in front of him, resigned to whatever punishment he would receive.

      Sudomo, now satisfied that Seda had confirmed his earlier information said, “It is not necessarily a problem Kolonel.

      “Maaf, Pak ‘Domo, I don’t understand .”

      “We will overlook your oversight,” the General responded, smiling at his choice of words. “Your brother has communicated with you recently? ” he asked suddenly before Seda could have the chance to compose himself.

      Seda squirmed. Letters usually requesting assistance to forward money to his mother and other family members had arrived from time to time. Surely they would not be aware of this?

      “Tidak, Pak ‘Domo,” he lied. The General’s eyes narrowed slightly. He studied his subordinate for what seemed to Seda to be an excruciatingly long time.

      ‘ What is this all about? ’ he wondered, now very concerned as to the direction the meeting had taken. He refrained from speaking further, waiting instead for the senior officer to continue.

      “You are instructed to commence communicating with him.” Sudomo ordered. “We feel that he may be of some assistance to us, should you foster the relationship .” Seda was stunned. Surely they were mistaken! What had Albert done to bring himself to their attention? His letters had been brief, courteous, and uninformative. He felt the knot in his stomach return.

      “Your brother has achieved a position of confidence with the Australian Government, ” the Intelligence Director said sharply, focusing on the Colonel’s eyes as he spoke. “He is currently employed as a language teacher for selected government personnel. We feel that his access to these people could be of advantage to Indonesia’s future.

      Seda could not believe his ears. Albert! A position of importance with the Australian Government! It was incomprehensible! He was certain that there had been some mistake. His stepbrother had always been in trouble. How was it possible that he could now be the one suggested by his superior? He thought quickly. Without knowing the General’s real purpose he was lost in this discussion. He dare not refuse to assist.

      Whether or not Albert’s relationship could be cultivated was another consideration. It had been so long since they had last seen each other and even then Seda was happy to see the last of the troublemaker. He did not feel confident of carrying out the orders, remembering the circumstances governing Albert’s departure from his homeland.

      “You will be required to move your office to a new section created specifically for this task. Your total cooperation is essential to the successful cultivation of Albert Seda. Should you succeed, there will be rewards commensurate with the benefits achieved by your section.

      General Sudomo paused ensuring the importance of his words had been absorbed, then continued. “You are to report directly to me. There is to be a minimum of written communications between your section and others. You will be assisted by two of our former military attaché staff. They are former Siliwangi division soldiers and completely loyal to me. ” Seda understood immediately that these two would be the general’s watchdogs.

      “You are expected to initiate a rapprochement with your brother within the month.” The General hesitated before continuing. “ You are being given a position of complete trust. I suggest you go home and consider these things before reporting to this office for further details tomorrow morning.

      Stunned by the sudden change in events and his new instructions, Seda wanted to say something but wasn’t quite sure what would be appropriate. He paused for a moment before replying.

      “Terima kasih, Pak ‘Domo .” Seda knew that there was really nothing left to say. He had been dismissed. Standing to attention he saluted and turned to leave.

      “Kolonel !” the General called.

      Seda turned and his heart sank as he recognised the envelope in the General’s hand. It was a letter he had forwarded for Albert some time before. His world began to fragment before his eyes.

      The General flicked it across the room towards him. “No more secrets, Kolonel, do you understand?

      Seda retrieved the envelope. The contents were missing. He nodded again, dumbly, saluted and fled.

      The General sat motionless considering the Timorese Colonel. Convinced that he had made the correct decision he buzzed his adjutant.

      “Bapak ?” responded the Lieutenant. “Call Mas Suryo dan Mas Wiryo ,” the General ordered. Immediately, the Lieutenant set about advising the former Military Attachés that the General had demanded their presence. Having completed his calls the young adjutant shuddered involuntarily. He had seen these two watchdogs in action once before.

      And they scared the hell out of him.

      Chapter 2

      Albert Seda and Stephen Coleman — April 1965

      “Java soldiers, go home! Java soldiers, go home! ” Albert chanted as he marched alongside his friends. “Come on Didi,” he called to a classmate who was struggling to carry a poorly inscribed placard as they were jostled. “Give it to me. I’ll carry it for you.

      “We’ll carry it together,” his friend responded, moving closer to Albert while raising the sign above the heads of the others.

      They continued with the chant and soon their numbers swelled as hundreds of senior school students joined in the demonstration and headed towards the mayor’s office.

      “Java soldiers, go home! Java soldiers, go home! ” the crowd yelled in unison as they boldly took their positions directly outside the military official’s building. Their spirits were high. They were enjoying the moment and the thrill of challenging СКАЧАТЬ