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This is an in-depth treatment of what might have happened when a U. S. President decided to make illegal military weapons sales to Iran in exchange for U. S. hostages being held in Beirut, Lebanon. The plot reached the pinnacle of the U. S. Government, involving huge sums of money, duplicity, theft and even murder.
Although Lieutenant Colonel Manfred West received most of the publicity when the plot surfaced, retired Marine Corps Major General Henry Mullaire was the brains behind the illegal, clandestine operation known as Project Convalesce, or ProCon.
Throughout the nefarious operation and long afterwards, Mullaire remained one of the most dangerous men in America. He surfaced again in a follow-on illegal plot, with different players and a quite dissimilar ending. It is chronicled in the second book in the trilogy, The Pro Patria Project.
The President placed both hands on the chair’s padded arms and sprang to his feet. “Goddamnit, Bob,” he scowled at the CIA Director. “I hope the hell you aren’t telling me that some of your own people are trying to screw up the ProCon Project. I thought you were in charge over in Langley!” The Director was calm. “Mr. President, I assure you that if, in fact, the perpetrator is a Company agent, he’s acting impulsively. And without proper authority.” * * *
State Secretary Levinson raised his hand, feeling he must adopt a schoolboy’s decorum in spite of his thirty-five years of federal service at the highest echelons of government. “Mr. President, I don’t want to sound like a broken record, but I’ve researched this matter and thought it through very carefully. If we proceed with the ProCon Project, we’ll be breaking federal laws and setting a dangerous precedent. To say nothing about losing credibility in the eyes of Congress and the electorate if our actions are ever exposed.” * * *
Escorted by two Iranian MIG-23s, the flight of C-130 Hercules transport aircraft vectored from the west and made a final approach to the military runway on the backside of Teheran International Airport. General Mullaire spoke over the SECNET frequency. “All right, men. This is the big one and I don’t want any screw-ups. We park these aircraft, unload our cargo and get the hell out of here. I don’t want these birds nesting on the tarmac if Iraq should suddenly decide to take out that airstrip.” * * *
After shaking hands with his boss the Vice President walked slowly from the Oval Office, relishing the notion that within a few hours that space would belong to him. As the President sat back down and resumed writing his resignation speech, he had a nagging thought. Henry Aithe was unfit to be President of the United States. But, based on the way things were unraveling, so was he.