The McDowell Building
August 5th, 1969
Timothy Liddy was a happy man, though of course his will concealed it
from the outside world.
Ostensibly, Operation Intercept was an exercise in controlling the flow
of contraband marihuana from the USM into the Confederation. In practice,
the result was glorious chaos.
What Mexican teamster didn't have a spare box of Acapulco Golds to trade
for pounds at the roadmobile stop? What Mexican tourist didn't have a few
gift tokes for his norteno friends? Few indeed.
And so the lines at the border crossings grew longer and longer, the
traffic jams extending deep into the plains of Jefferson -- Liddy had
taken the Fort Lodge Bureau station's airmobile to look for himself --
and Mercator getting angrier and angrier. Since, after all, hadn't he
signed that drug trafficking agreement himself? Offensive of the Dove.
Meanwhile, certain Mexican citizens detained at the border were being
questioned -- politely, for now -- by Bureau salt-and-pepper teams.
When the time was ripe, the press would receive a small leak of
Bureau-approved information... and the story would unfold to the
And all of it done without the least taint of Starkism.
This still left the problem of Urquell. Reports had him in the Capital
District (possibly), Chapultapec (unlikely), Mercator's private Hawaiian
estate (perhaps, but would the Mexicans risk a possible Kramer submarine
extraction? ... could the CNA make it _look_ like a failed Kramer
operation? no, there were few enough CNA assets in the Pacific).
If there was one regret Timothy Liddy had about his rapid rise to the top,
it was that his current position rarely allowed him in the field. Still,
some rules were made to be broken.