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Spy Identity.

A simple story of a spy meeting his old friend who can no longer be trusted.

I sat leaning forward, with my elbows resting on the rough top of the light wood table. For obvious reasons, as always, I decided to sit close to the huge window, on which there was a bold sign announcing the name of the place. The white stem was bent int...