Friday, July 4

On the waterfront...

Worms like Marco are a dime a dozen in this business, my dear. I'd dispatch him in a moment if I didn't think he may be useful to us both in the near future. As plans for our current operation solidify, we will know if you were made, or just noticed by that Cossack piece of trash. Of course you know it's impossible for any man not to notice you - the way you carry yourself, your air of class and sophistication, the way every last detail about your wardrobe is impeccably handled - even spies are human and subject to the currents of the heart. As for dangerous, yes, you are dangerous. Dangerous to my heart, and dangerous to anyone that would try to capture yours. Dangerous because our mission cannot be compromised, and dangerous because I cannot think of anything or anyone but you as of late - your non-regulation dance moves have hypnotized me, and I have not the mental strength to concentrate on the directive because deep within, I know we must finish what the clothes between us would not let us complete. Dangerous because now you have the information you need to play me as you have played so many others. My suit can be cleaned, but my desire for you cannot so easily be removed.  
 
Grigori has assured me the conference will convene within the week, and our instructions will arrive through the normal channels. As always, keep observant and vigilant. We can handle the Marcos of the world if we remain a step ahead in our planning. On a strictly professional level, it is not often I get to work with such a talent as you. Your methods are so uncouth. I'm relieved we are working for the same side, as you would make a formidable opponent in any web of shadowy operations experts. 

I will take your advice about the stronger drinks, my lovely. There's a smoky little jazz bar down by the waterfront. It's a place where I can be away from my normal social circles. There's a table in the back, dimly lit. I'm no stranger to drinking alone, but if there were any possibility for you to elude your surveillance, and you were up for a little danger, I'll be there, awaiting your arrival. 

S

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