The 34th Degree

8389.”

“Executive Order what?” repeated Andros.

“Signed by the president on April 10, 1940, it empowered the Treasury Department to draw up a blacklist of world firms doing business with Germany and to secretly prepare to block any of their funds that had been sent to New York. That in fact happened on June 14, 1941, when Washington froze all Swiss assets in the United States. It’s been almost two years that we’ve enforced the blacklist.”

“Which, I’m beginning to suspect, includes Andros Shipping.”

“Along with about thirteen hundred other Swiss firms that ever sold any goods or provided any sort of service to Germany.”

Andros could barely contain his rage. How dare Donovan and Prestwick entangle his family’s business with their intrigues!

Dulles simply puffed his pipe and looked into the fire. “It’s the perfect cover,” he said. “To unblock Andros Shipping funds, you naturally attempted to prove to Treasury that Andros Shipping is non-German. As this is impossible without a full register of shareholders, you contacted Swiss bank affiliates in New York. But when you tried to trace the actual ownership of Andros Shipping, you hit a brick wall.”

“That’s because Swiss shares are bearer shares,” Andros said automatically. “They’re registered in the name of the shareholder’s bank, not the shareholder himself. And Swiss law forbids banks from revealing the names of depositors or shareowners.”

Dulles nodded. “Which is why you’ve come to Bern yourself-to see your family’s private banker.”

“Pierre Gilbert?” Andros felt truly unnerved at the vast amount of intelligence the OSS had gathered on him. “What on earth does he have to do with this?”

“As a director on the board of the Swiss Bankers Association, Pierre Gilbert works closely with the Swiss National Bank in the negotiation for international treaties and agreements affecting the banking trade and its customers. You want him to work on your behalf. Specifically, you’ll ask him to get the Swiss Clearing Office to certify that your blocked account in New York is not Germanowned. The agency has been supervising all Swiss-German trade.”

“He’ll never do it,” Andros insisted. “Pierre would bleed to death before he broke the Swiss banking code or enlisted others to do so.”

“We know that,” said Dulles. “But our intelligence sources here tell us that Gilbert amp; Co.’s biggest depositor is none other than Baron Ludwig von Berg himself, whom we suspect has spies at the bank. Remember, von Berg has a vested interest in tracking Swiss industry and finance. We’re confident that whatever you say to your family banker will make its way back to him.”

“So von Berg learns that Pierre turns me down flat. So what?”

“So you approach the German Legation. You offer to smuggle precision technology on Andros ships carrying Red Cross relief supplies to Greece. For a price, of course.”

“What?” Andros sat up in horror. “I’m a smuggler now?”

“You’re a desperate man, Andros, a playboy with no money to play with. The fact is, with all its funds blocked, Andros Shipping is in dire straits. It cannot continue to cover expenses and pay employees out of capital much longer. Nor can it support your lavish lifestyle, now that you’ve squandered what is left of your personal financial resources.”

“The only thing I’ve squandered is my sanity,” Andros said. “What makes you think the German Legation will believe this revolting cover?”

“Because it makes sense,” Dulles insisted. “You’ve come to Switzerland under the noble guise of securing Red Cross aid for the Greek people, but really to unblock Andros Shipping funds. When you can’t unblock your funds, you devise this smuggling scheme.”

“All right, then,” said Andros. “Perhaps I am desperate enough to make such an offer. Why should Baron von Berg take me up on it?”

“According to private Swiss intelligence services, as well as the Swiss Army’s N1 special branch and the Buro Ha, Baron von Berg has an entire network of agents here engaged in industrial and financial espionage. We also know that he’s constructed some sort of secret research facility in Greece. Your offer to smuggle precision components via neutral ports of call is just what the Baron is looking for.”

“And he’d believe I’d turn my back on my own country?”

“Which country? The American government has turned a deaf ear to your argument that by keeping Andros Shipping on the blacklist, it’s dissipating many of the assets it wants to recover. All that’s left for you is the draft. At least in Greece you have family, a girl, and a chance to rebuild what’s left of Andros Shipping. That’s if you play your cards right with the occupation authorities and use the Red Cross gesture to ensure a favorable reputation in postwar Greece, whichever side wins.”

Andros shook his head. “Quite a coward you people have made me.”

Dulles seemed unconcerned. “Tomorrow morning you’ll check into the Bellevue Palace Hotel,” he said, speaking to the fire. “We’ll slip you out of here before dawn. A cab will drop off your trunk later. And then you must promise to never come knocking at my door again.”

“You don’t have to worry about that,” said Andros. “I don’t plan on coming back.”