human mouse trap

sergio,
It is these situations where we must be at our best. This will be a delicate operation for sure.
I have my new assignment and cover. Grigori has given managed to give me an assignment inside Konrad's Laboratory as Ozerov's new personal secretary, Ingrid. His former secretary was Genovese... Ozerov's 'official Celtox' story is that he sensed that Konrad didn't trust Genovese and feared he would kill her, so he told Konrad he had done the deed himself. In reality, Ozerov sent her to get plastic surgery in order to totally change her appearance and identity. Now, whether this was to placate Konrad and get on his good side, while still being able to keep on his existing secretary and better carry out his desertion from Konrad... or whether Ozerov did it as a bizarre threat to Genovese, still remains to be known... What a cruel torture that would be... to be made to 'disappear' and then to be still here... in another person's face, body, name......witnessing meeting people you knew and loved look you in the eye and not know you. To watch people grieve over your past self which is really your true self but not really because now you are truly someone else... which brings up all kinds of questions of existence and 'who am I?' and such.

But the important point is that now I am 'Ingrid'. The real Ingrid, (who is... was... no is Genovese) was intercepted on the operating table and is being 'held' by our organization and is being 'persuaded' to divulge information. She is being held in a room with no mirrors so she doesn't even know if she looks like she remembers or not... with the drugs they are giving her and the brainwashing, she should be sufficiently fucked up for the rest of her life .... and will likely feel the frequent desire to say: "Gosh, I just don't feel myself today".

Ozerov will think I am Genovese, now in the identity of Ingrid. From this position I should be able to get a lot of information on both Ozerov and Konrad and understand better their relationship. Of course since Konrad has seen me once, I myself am in deep disguise. I have to wear a 'fat suit' until I naturally gain the required 75 pounds, I have cut my hair short, dyed it black and am wearing green contact lenses. I have fake bushy eyebrows and have stopped shaving under my arms. I am not entirely thrilled about this. Except perhaps for the part where I am getting paid to eat cookies.

I cannot help but wonder what you would think of me if you could see me now. Could you see through the layers? I am sure we will see each other on this mission if you are contacting Ozerov. I don't know what worries me more: that we will give ourselves away by our unmistakable energetic connection... or that you will look at me with horror when you see the beast that I am disguised as. Now, my love I must go... my bread pudding is almost ready and I think there is a small mammal stuck in my armpit hair.
nikita