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DukeofBread

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It was a rainy day in early January of 2009, as Ardeshir Ghasem, Royal Deputy of the Spàsaká, arrived again in Ankara. He was one if not the only, high official of the Iranian government, of which where no official Picture on government websites, eve his dates of birth, live etc where officially changed, so that one by official sources only may know his name, without a picture about this name. He was, other than his colleagues or direct superior, Royal Prince Vahyaz-dāta, even some one, who where not a famous member of the big former Iranian diaspora, out of which many of the current government where recruited. He had always stayed in Iran, even if his family was already by his granddad in constant contact of the Shahs Family, and in the 80s also the Phalavis.

This ofc was done by purpose, especially as the Government in the beginning was highly afraid, of the possible infiltration and even attacks of former islamistic groups, especially against the newly to establish intelligence Service. So Ghasem was the one where never the true destination of his schedule was open, the name that just quietly was unchanging on the website. He lived by the name, for the few official purposes, even if it was not his own.
The second man of the Spàskà was designed to survive, that the Shah and his Nations Government never where truly blind, with the Kings Owns "eyes".

But today Ghasem was in a semi official role in Turkey, as he had established a meeting by confident communication with his Ministers parallel of the north-western neighbor, Hakan Ağçay. The MIT invited the Persian, even if he wasn’t yet sure if he would directly speak to Hakan our one of his subordinates. But that was not the important thing. While Turkey and Iran in the last months had undergone a quick trial of meetings, communication and ratification of treaty’s and declarations which almost placed both nations as offical allies together in the region, even more so now that both saw the PKK as there main enemy, the intelligence community was way cooler. This ofc was just to be expected, especially the Turkish: there openly, and Ghasem thought rightfully so, declared there mistrust for Iran in handling there intelligence information’s. Maybe there where right, at least politically.
But the Spàskà had there own thoughts, as well as the Shah had. And as much the New Iran made a lot of pompous celebrations, about the royal names of ministry’s and Departments, in question of the Spàská it was more than that. This even was purposely made, both by Cubin and the Shah himself, who build this government more after the regime change, than Ràba himself. The King Eyes where at first exactly that, eyes for the monarchy and only after it for the government. The last was democratic, it could change...but the monarchy should not fall, not again be overthrown by government or revolution and Ghasem was even more than his boss there to ensure that.

It was this close relation to the royal house, the seat at Persepolis not Tehran, that also had dictated it focus in the first somewhat of 3 years of reign: the Focus was not only its establishment but the tight grip on the Islamist. At first Ghasem had more informants on his Payroll in Kuwait and Oman, than in Syria, Iraq or even Turkey and Egybt together, as there sat the surviving elements of the Shia.
But with the recent attacks, this focus changed and even this was the reason that Ghasem arrived, only with one security agent as his deputy in a simple rented car, at the MIT's Building in Ankara.
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Jay

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Hakan was at the window when they told him the car had arrived. Finding his way out of the office and down to the ground floor, Murat ran into him in the corridor outside the office, still buttoning his jacket, the smell of the sea somehow still on him though it had been two days since the boat.

"You wanted me."

"I did." Hakan didn't look up from the folder in his hand. "I'm meeting with the Iranians if you'd care to walk with me down."

Murat's jaw tightened. "We're spending a morning on the Iranians while we're still trying to figure out who the hell Sipan is?"

Hakan finally looked up. "That is your job. Not mine."

"It feels like a waste of time, Director. We have a live cell. Sipan, sitting in front of us, and instead of lobbying Ankara to give us free rein, they are sending you to shake hands with a man from Tehran who probably will be ousted whenever the Shah wakes up in a bad mood."

"Intelligence is not only running down the thread in front of you," Hakan said. "It's working sources. Plural. Some of which take years to become useful, and some of which become useful exactly once, at exactly the moment you need them, and only because you spent the years before that keeping the relationship alive." He closed the folder. "If we keep our eyes glued to the ground in front of us, watching only where the PKK just stepped, we will always be a step behind them. We need people looking further out. That is what this is."

Murat exhaled through his nose, not quite satisfied but not arguing further. "And the Iranian. Ghasem. What do we actually know about him."

"Less than I'd like." Hakan said waiting for the elevator to come down. "My own suspicion, and it is only that, is that at some point he was a mole inside their own intelligence service, working for the royalists before the royalists had a throne to put someone on. Feeding information up to the Shah's people while the republic still stood. That would explain why they trust him with something like the Spàsaká now. You don't hand a man the King's Eyes unless you already know, from direct experience, that his eyes were loyal before it was safe for them to be."

"That's a guess." Murat shot back.

"It's an educated one." Hakan straightened his cuffs as the elevator arrived and brought them downstairs.

"How's Suna," Hakan asked, not turning his head.

Murat's expression shifted. "She did good work on the boat. She was helpful with the interrogation and she's running her own assets in the field to track down Sipan. She's steady and definitely doing good work."

"Good," Hakan said. "I'd heard the same, but it's better from you."

They reached the last landing. Hakan slowed his pace slightly, in no hurry to reach the doors.

"I want us to start turning more attention to our neighbors," he said. "Rebuilding what we let go slack in Tehran. In Tel Aviv as well."

Murat frowned. "Why now. The threat's the PKK, Hakan. Why split resources chasing old networks in two capitals that aren't even shooting at us?"

Hakan stopped at the bottom of the hallway, hand on the door.

"Because the bigger threat," he said, "sometimes festers under our noses, quietly, for years, while we're busy looking at the fire in front of us." He pushed the door open. "By the time you see it, it isn't small anymore."

He stepped out into the courtyard, already composing his face into something neutral and welcoming, as the sedan idled by the gate.

Ghasem was smaller than Hakan expected, unremarkable in the same way that Hakan found most useful for someone in their business. Hakan inclined his head slightly rather than offering a hand. "Welcome to Ankara, Minister."

He motioned for the Iranians to come inside, where the two were led back to a simple office on the ground floor.

"Mr. Ghasem." Hakan gestured to the chair across from him. "May I offer you any tea?"

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