Dec. 13th, 2008

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And then Camille hears nothing from Greene for three days.

She has good nerves, excellent nerves, nerves of steel and steady-hands-defusing-ticking-bomb nerves, but she is also a professional intelligence officer in the middle of an undercover operation and by the time the memo finally (finally) arrives, you could use her nerves for guitar strings.

Officially it is siesta-time (one adapts to local customs), so the complex is quiet. Dominic's lobby to his private office shares a wall with the main lobby - one of the twin aquarium walls filled with Latin American fish. Most of the seats are across the other wall, presumably so people can be distracted by the fish and watching people through the water.

Camille - low-heeled ladies' boots, navy-black pants with a high waist, yellow blouse tucked in, two pairs of studs and one pair of hoops in her ears (she always takes care with her appearance, and this is no expection - is sitting on the low wooden bench with her back to the fish.



(No one is about to shoot her through the water)

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