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Trusted Mole: A Soldier’s Journey into Bosnia’s Heart of Darkness
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‘No, they’re spies!’ Pandjic was adamant.
‘They’re not spies, Colonel. They’re journalists. They’re just doing their jobs.’
‘No! They’re spies. We’ve inspected the film and he was filming our positions.’ There wasn’t much I could say to that. That bit of it was true. But it wasn’t spying.
‘Look, Colonel, it was a mistake. They shouldn’t have been here. We can just throw them onto the French helicopter and fly them back to Tuzla. You can keep the film.’ It didn’t sound very convincing.
The Colonel sighed heavily. ‘It’s out of my hands. Pale has ordered me to hold them for questioning. They’ve got no press accreditation here and so an investigation has to be conducted. Sorry.’ I sensed that he’d have loved to be rid of them. He was as much a victim of old-style Communist bureaucracy, secrecy and paranoia as the two journalists. ‘They won’t come to any harm. If they’re innocent they’ll be released. But an investigation must take place.’
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