We are sitting across the street in the non-descript black sedan watching Frank’s house. The Agency has assigned us to the job of determining if Frank is circumspect enough to work for them, to be a spy. There are a lot of moving parts to check out.
Today, we’re charged with following Frank to make sure he isn’t hooking up with any other agencies.
“Here he comes,” says my sidekick, Margaret. “He’s got his dog with him, a black Lab it appears.”
“Probably going for their morning walk,” I reply. “Let’s see if there is any pattern to where he has gone for the past couple of weeks.”
“Look at this data,” Margaret says. “He has gone to the same Russian coffee shop every morning since he has lived here, taking his dog with him”
“What joker is trying to stick The Agency with a Russian spy?” I scoff.
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