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NaPoWriMo Day Twelve

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agents: adoption of cover names 63, 82 cover professions and stories 17, 65, 163, 538 disclosure of names xi-xii documentation on xiv-xv, 189 fabrication of intelligence 185, 186, 187, 188, 190-191, 194, 220, 740 personality traits and frailties 29, 63-4, 163, 415, 463, 494, 57, 570, 594 problems in recruiting in peace time 662-3 salaries and payments 16, 19, 20, 29, 35, 90, 180, 193, 249, 275-6, 429-30, 455, 460, 650, 652, 662-3, 77ini SIS granted sole control of overseas agents 48-9, 729 training for agents 537-8, 543, 589, 625-6 ‘MI6 The History of the Secret intelligence Service 1909-1949’ by Keith Jefferey SPY Stamped out in capitals, like half squashed bugs on a page, real names are a low level hum somewhere in the background. Snow, Biscuit, Garbo… You stop seeing the people, the faces behind the codes. Their twisted up personalities become something to pick apart. Who was he? What drove him? Why did he do it? Did anyone know the real him? The shock and horror, or the old boy’s betrayal. Did they …

The Handler

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The file contained a photo and a date, nothing else. Scowling, Sarath passed the file back to her contact and rose from the leather backed seat. Beneath the tweed overcoat she was sweating, short hair curling against her neck as the open fire roared in the fireplace. Perched opposite her Jones seemed perfectly at home in the Sahara heat, cool and collected in his crisp, clean suit. Blonde hair carefully trimmed and styled as he watched her with hazel eyes. “And what,” she asked, “am I supposed to do with this?” “You know exactly what you’re supposed to do with it.” Jones said. “British Intelligence doesn’t conduct assassinations,” replied Sarath. “Of course they don’t,” Jones nodded. “But you’re not British Intelligence are you? Not really.” Sarath’s expression didn’t change and Jones continued. “I keep your secret, and you deal with mine. Fair is fair.” “I’m not a traitor,” hissed Sarath. “Maybe not,” he shrugged, “but I can convince MI6 otherwise.” I had a lot of trouble writing this piece. I really wanted it to be longer but the challenge …

Stake Out

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“It’s too cold for this,” Natalia whined, trying to avoid touching the metal arms of the rattan chair. Michael scowled at her. “Can you at least try to look like you want to be here. I don’t want a repeat of Denmark.” “We got out alive didn’t we,” Natalia shrugged. “Only just. You have a way of turning simple into deadly.” “You’re exaggerating,” she grinned. “Three guys with machine guns, nothing major about that.” “For you maybe,” Michael snorted. “You forget-” “Yeah, yeah, I know. You’re a geek, not an operative…” “We’ve got movement-” “I mean I don’t- hey wait! Where are you going?” I really like writing about spies. Edit: The Follow Up Piece Is Called ‘Sword Play’ and I’ve got a friend who’s drawing it as well! Yay!