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Overdoing It

Bryce Martinsyde, Chief Instructor of Espionage, gazed at the door with dismay. “Trainee Wilkinson habitually overdoes things,” he said. “I asked him to put tape on this door as a signal.” Mr. Blumenthal, Director of Covert Education, looked at the … Continue reading

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The One Who Returned

Two Mi-6 agents faced each other in a cabin 100 kilometers outside Moscow. A fire crackled in the fireplace. A bottle of vodka rested on the table. The two agents aimed their pistols at each other.” “They say you’re a … Continue reading

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The Spy Hotel

Marcus Poole hoped to retire anonymously. A former CIA agent who knew too much, he slipped away. He hoped to hide within the tiny Pacific island’s single hotel. He sat drinking at the little bar beside the dining patio. “CIA?” … Continue reading

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In Reality

Everyone thought it was a streetlight. It fizzled out when somebody needed it most, just like a real streetlight. In reality, it was an FTL transceiver used by alien spies. It transmitted a message as follows: In conclusion, we determine … Continue reading

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Retirement – The Speakeasy

Retirement Jenny watched the surf rush in from the deep blue ocean. Fluffy clouds danced playfully across the lavender skies of Mitchell’s world. She wondered if she was too young to retire. A moment’s thought to all the things she’d … Continue reading

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