condensed master

The Reluctant Agent
A Compelling Story of Espionage
door closed he became acutely aware of the cramped conditions. It was positively
claustrophobic.
"Are you married?" he asked.
"No, divorced."
"I wonder what part the organization had to play in that?" Will hurried to
qualify what he had just said. "I believe in calling a spade a spade, and the work
that you are involved in does have a destructive element about it."
She turned her head and their eyes were no more that twelve inches apart,
there was no hesitation, not even a blink. "Yes, it did play a part, it wasn't his fault,
but why are you asking me about my private life?" She hesitated and then smiled.
"You're not trying to find a chink in my armour are you?"
"No, it's just that you've brought a new dimension into my life that will require
some adjustment on my part."
"Oh, and what might that be?"
"Well I am married, we're expecting our first baby in a few weeks, and if my
wife knew that I was meeting with another woman I think I would be joining the
ranks of the divorced as well!"
Margaret burst out laughing. "You're worried about being seen with me then?"
"Yes, I'll have to be super careful. If Dorothy ever found out I would have to
tell her what I've been involved in all these years and I don't want that to happen."
"I'll give you a phone number where you can make contact, but when we need
to meet I have just the place. No one in the organization knows of it's existence
and you'll find it easy to get to, so you won't be away from home too long."
Will looked around the inside of the car. "Sitting in this car is like being packed
into a sardine tin, furthermore I can tell that it's you from a mile away by the
distinctive tone of your exhaust. It's a dead give away."
"No one's ever told me that before, I was thinking of changing it anyway. It's
a good enough reason for disposing of it - sooner rather than later."
Will looked at his watch. "I must be getting back, I promised Dorothy I'd be
back within the hour."
"But all we've discussed is our respective private lives, I haven't achieved what
I came for."
"Well, I don't consider that much of a crisis, do you?"
A quizzical look came over Margaret's face. "I can't make you out Will
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