Hôtel de Brienne (French Ministry of National Defense), Paris, France
Friday, June 24, 1949
Minister of National Defense Édouard Delcroix appreciated the working relationship he'd built with the Comte de Rochefort, the chief of the Dieuxeme Bureau, since he'd taken control of the Ministry a year prior. The Comte had a well-known dislike for politicians - and at the end of the day, Delcroix was a politician - but it seemed that de Rochefort allowed for a few exceptions.
This did not make de Rochefort easy to work with. In Delcroix's opinion, the spymaster was a very particular sort of thrill-seeker who evaluated his own self-worth on the basis of his ability to outmaneuver opponents, both foreign and - occasionally - domestic. The French press virtually ignored him, while his foreign peers tended to view him as a strange sort of man to lead the Dieuxeme Bureau - capable and competent, perhaps, but often little more than that. He lacked the quiet awe and respect accorded to the deceased Wilhelm Canaris, or the subtle, competent menace of his replacement Gehlen, or the mystic enigma of Control. De Rochefort found that view highly satisfactory, since most people underestimated both him and French military intelligence rather badly.
In some ways, he wasn't even much of a patriot. Delcroix suspected - though he could hardly prove - that de Rochefort served France solely because France gave him the opportunity to keep doing a job that he loved, playing "the Game".
"So how are you today?" Delcroix asked, as the Comte seated himself in the office.
"Lazzati just became chief of SIM," de Rochefort said, ignoring the question and the associated pleasantries.
"Ah," Delcroix answered, sitting back in his chair and pausing in thought. Andrea Leonardo Lazzati, the chief of Italian military intelligence's Balkans section, had been a rising star in the Servizio Informazioni Militare for the last few years. His underfunded group had gone not-quite-rogue, running a number of off-the-books missions far outside Lazzati's assigned area. "How do you feel about that?"
"My feelings are immaterial."
"Granted," Delcroix agreed. "Answer the question."
"The man will become even more obnoxious now. I told you to let me assassinate him."
"You know we can't do that."
"Obviously," the Comte agreed. Delcroix wondered if de Rochefort had actually tried to arrange an assassination anyway.
"At least with Lazzati taking command of SIM, you'll have a new challenge," Delcroix offered. "You'll forgive the observation, but the Italians haven't given you much of a challenge over the last five years."
"True," de Rochefort admitted. "The overall rate of success has been heavily in my favor."
"So what happens now?"
"Lazzati's experience still lies heavily in the Balkans," de Rochefort noted. "He's certainly more than passingly familiar with Germany and France, but now he has significantly more to cover. But I think we'll see more of his methods expanding through the rest of SIM. False flag operations, more effective wiretapping and surveillance, and increased use of Juliets."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Oh - that's the term we've started using for their female agents. Sometimes they're called 'honeypots'. They get friendly with a lonely officer, take him back to their room, get photographs or video, and then eventually come back in a few years to blackmail the victim. It's troublesome to convince even veteran agents and officers to take seriously."
"Have you seen any of them operating in France?"
"Oh, of course. Two years ago, we caught a ring of three Juliets trying to work Supaero in Toulouse, focusing on students who would likely end up in defense aeronautical industries. Fortunately, one of their targets realized something was odd, and reported it. Even more fortunately, one of my men on the ground took things seriously, and we broke the ring quite quickly."
"Was Lazzati involved with that?"
"Yes. His attention was drawn by students who came to Supaero from the Balkans. And while we slapped his fingers for that little foray into French territory, he's had significantly more success elsewhere. That's why I believe he'll expand that program now that he runs all of SIM. But SIM is still under-funded, and with Italy's irregular financial hiccups, that seems unlikely to change. I believe we'll see more of his mischief soon enough, and we should keep an eye out for him to continue building his side organizations."
"Side organizations - and non-state actors," Delcroix sighed. "Do you believe this Blofeld character you mentioned last week might be fronting for Lazzati?"
"No. I believe Blofeld is unrelated, even though their methodology is much the same."
"Competition?"
"Perhaps. We'll see. Blofeld's organization is too small to survive a brush with SIM, however. It might actually be interesting. Personally, I suspect Blofeld is the one behind all of the false lira notes from the last few years. If that could be proven, I suspect Lazzati will move him to the top of his black list."
"Is France vulnerable to the same sort of manipulation?"
"Somewhat, but we've taken steps to counter it." The Comte waved his hands. "Lazzati will be a very busy man, there's no doubt. Blofeld is only one stinging gnat in the cloud of insects buzzing around his ears. There's the situation in East Africa, of course, which must be priority one for him. Even Croatia and Albania must take a back seat."
Delcroix nodded. "We discussed East Africa once again in our most recent cabinet meeting."
"Has the government reached a decision yet? I'll tell you once again, we must get involved soon, or the crisis may prove too difficult to control."
"Michelet remains undecided. Or perhaps I ought to say, Foreign Affairs remains undecided, and Michelet chooses not to press the matter until Ducharme gives his recommendation." Delcroix shrugged. "But Michelet discussed it in depth with the Danish premier during his visit. Did I send you a transcript?"
"I read it. Neither party understood the severity of the situation. Neither party showed a willingness to act decisively."
"Do you... have any alternatives?"
"Of course."
"Alternatives that wouldn't come back to us?"
"I have... one possibility," de Rochefort said thoughtfully. "But I'd need some time to prepare."
"What's the cost?"
"Mmm... moderate. I have the cash on hand if you choose to make it one of my highest priorities, which I think it ought to be. And I have a man in mind..." The Comte paused. "You know, it's actually an ironic idea. All of the seized arms from the Lefkis Affair. Can I have them?"
"Of course. We were just going to dispose of them anyway."
The Comte nodded. "I might be able to get some use out of them before we melt them down."
"You'll provide me with something more than a cryptic plan, I hope."
"Of course. But not yet. At this point, nothing's been committed to paper. I'll need to talk to Colonel, and get other gears in motion. In the meantime, I must ask you to push the East Africa topic once again to Michelet and the rest of the cabinet. Tell Ducharme to go ask the British about their opinion of the Ethiopian situation, and listen to what they have to say."
"I'll do that," Delcroix agreed. "If we might switch topics, the President asked me my opinion on the current state of affairs in the Balkans. How might your news change things?"
"In the next few months, very little. We'll need to maintain our eye closely on Slovenia and Albania. Lazzati's quite familiar with the situation there. I doubt he'll change much on the ground, however; he's had years to make his presence felt."
"The Yugoslavians think Albania is nearly ready to crack."
"They are optimists."
"Should we encourage things along?"
"Absolutely not. The locals are growing tired of the blockade on their borders, but their anger isn't directed at the Italian government. Personally, I think the closed borders will eventually backfire on the Yugoslavs and Greeks, since it has forced further cooperation between the ethnic Albanians in Vlore and the Italian government. As a side-note, Lazzati's right-hand man as Balkans section chief, Damian Poga, is an ethnic Albanian, and the two of them recruited a lot of Vlore natives as agents."
"The cabinet discussed whether we ought to address Albanian independence if the Italian government continues to force a political confrontation on us."
"I feel we should remain aloof from that issue - and Slovenia, as well."
"Who do you think will take over as Balkans section chief with Lazzati's promotion? Poga?"
"Probably. He's the likely choice. He's well-versed with Lazzati's methods, and they've always worked well together. There are a few outside possibilities if Lazzati needs an Italian surname instead, but it will likely be Poga doing the hands-on work. He already knows the ground in Slovenia, Albania, and elsewhere."
"Well." Delcroix sighed and leaned back in his chair. "Is there anything you need from me?"
"Continue to push the East Africa situation with the cabinet. I need them to understand the risks we run with continued inaction."
"Very well, I'll bring it up again on Monday. Anything else?"
De Rochefort looked thoughtful. "Tell Ducharme to review his file on Yemen and Aden. I think we're going to see a new ruler there within a year or two."
"That's... Imam Yahya, isn't it? Have you heard anything specific?"
"No, nothing specific. But Yahya is aging - he turned eighty two weeks ago, and his son Ibrahim is in open revolt. It's a situation which is ripe for unexpected changes, and I think the cabinet needs to realize it may feed other difficulties on the African side of the Red Sea." de Rochefort stood and donned his hat. "That's all I have for you today, I'm afraid."
"Well, thank you for coming," Delcroix said, rising to show him out. "I'll update you on Monday if the Cabinet makes any decisions."