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Lonnie stared at the contents of the briefcase for the umptillionth time. It made no sense. It gave him no clue.
Well, it had back then. It enabled him to find the safe house. The one the CIA used to hide people and to communicate with each other secretly. Now that would never be used again. No one would be safe there now.
He managed to find it and it did enable him to get a look at some of the other CIA agents. It was surprising they looked just like everybody else in town. Okay, they didn’t look like they belonged in his part of town, but they looked just like everyone else who didn’t look like they belonged there.
A tape recorder. Some papers. A scribbled note on a torn off envelope.
It must be in code.
So what was the code?
Lonnie determined to keep at it until he found out exactly what it all meant.
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