Tag: spy
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AFTER THE STORM
He put the flask of scotch and two tumblers on the makeshift table and sat in a plastic chair. Puddles of water swirled round his feet, bits of flotsam were strewn everywhere, broken trees lined the beachfront. It was a matter of waiting. Waiting to see who turned up. Waiting to see if it was…
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ROGUE AGENT
My wrists were tied to a wooden bar. The door closed and I was alone. A switch clicked and light flooded the room and spilled through the fabric of the sack over my head. ‘Hello?’ A hand pulled the sack away and I looked into his face. ‘So you found me,’ he said. ‘What should…
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BERLIN
It was gibberish to him. Maybe they could make something out of it back at the Circus. That’s what the codebreakers were there for after all. He made a mental note to forward on the complete transcript of the interrogation as soon as it was ready. Maybe he just didn’t want to believe what he…
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I SWEAR
I swore fidelity to the crown and to my husband. I knew as I uttered the words to both, solemnly and with reverence, that I would keep neither. The marriage was arranged and brokered between the families. A marriage of business and politics. It was polite and kind and never hurtful, but it was passionless…
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BIG TAM
A chap at the door. ‘They’re ready for you on set, Mr Connery.’ He smiled. ‘Mr. Connery.’ No one had called him that when he had been riding round Edinburgh on a horse drawn cart delivering milk. Back then he’d been plain ‘Tam’. A lot had happened since then. There was talk of a sequel…