damn distractions

Sergio,
Damn you and your distractions. I didn't know you had arrived at this location yet. I was on my way to the rendezvous and I then I made a mistake. Damn you Sergio... it was safer for me and for the country when you were just a voice on the end of the line, a note on a scrap of paper, but now you are flesh and blood and the thought of you here watching me while I take care of this assignment has caused me to lose focus.

I passed by an apartment and the foggy silhouette through a window of a man drinking tea caught my eye. I hesitated in my step and turned, only slightly, to get a better look. (You were on my mind... I was remembering that last morning together... the chamomile was not enough to calm my pounding heart.) I know I shouldn't have... all my training has taught me not to look, or at least not to look like i am looking. The man I saw startled to see me catch his eye and I realized that is was ...Marco... the only person alive who knows about us.

Marco has betrayed everyone and now he works for the 'Organization'... Damn it Sergio, it was a chance mistake, just a glance through a window but of all the people in the world... I fear he is waiting to sabotage my rendezvous. My disguise is good, but I can't shake the feeling that we are all in danger now.

I ducked into an internet cafe to send you this letter. i have a good view of the bookstore where I will be meeting my connection. Sergio, our love is dangerous. I am dangerous. If you are still thinking of drinking tea while you watch me tonight, you may want to reconsider. You may want to drink something stronger, something much, much stronger. If Marco 'makes' me, i may not seem so attractive, even with the light behind me shining through my dress.