Watergate: A New History

by Garrett M. Graff

As they parted ways outside the Executive Office Building, Dean said, “Gordon, I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to be talking with you anymore.” “Sorry about the way things turned out, John,” Liddy said, extending his hand. “It sure is a mess,” Dean replied, taking Liddy’s hand listlessly.III Afterward, Liddy called Hunt, introducing himself on the phone by his alias in case anyone was listening, and gave instructions to walk outside and turn left. Once he was confident Hunt wasn’t being tailed, Liddy intercepted him. They walked south, down toward the National Mall. He told Hunt that there were orders from “across the street” that he should head overseas. Hunt didn’t like it, saying it made him look like a fugitive. “Let’s get a lawyer for me, Gordon,” he countered, but ultimately agreed that he would use the $1,500 left in GEMSTONE funds to depart immediately. “Go as far as you can on that, and I’ll get more money to you somehow,” Liddy promised.