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FROM INDIA WITH LOVE Part 11b The Final episode
This Continues from Part 11A
Before Asimov could answer, Crown lifted the ice bucket and dived forward at the Russian's gun. The pistol fired instantly and the bullet penetrated the metal base, but the ice acted as another barrier. Crown felt a force hit him in the chest, but he had to take advantage and pin Asimov down. Lana picked up Crown's gun and waited for the opportunity to shoot. The Russian used his feet to force Crown back and just as he was about to fire, one shot rang out. Phut! Asimov clutched at his throat and slumped back in his chair. Lana stood over him pointing the gun in case he recovered. Crown stood up and checked the Russian's pulse.
He's dead this time. Crown looked at Lana. That was some shooting.
I've never shot anyone before, but glad now that I knew how.
So am I. Now, we need to remove his body. We'll stick him in his cabin. I'll use his key. Crown opened the door and checked that the corridor was clear, and together they dragged Asimov through the doorway. Crown put his gun in the Russian's hand and arranged it to look like suicide. It would delay suspicion until they were clear of the train. He put the Champagne bottle next to the body after first emptying most of the contents down the sink. The remainder was poured into the deceased's mouth. Another clue as to the cause of death. The door was locked again and the two agents returned to their cabin. Crown cleaned any blood spillage with a towel and then discarded it out of a corridor window.
They sat on the bed with relief. I assumed the tunnel had finished him, said Crown. I should have shot him when I had the chance.
It's over now, said Lana. Sometimes if there's a way other than cold blooded killing, it's only human to take it. Your action was correct.
Perhaps you're right, Lana. With hindsight it would have been different. We'd better get ready to leave the train. It's due into Gare de L'est in a few minutes. We must now get that Cypher to the British embassy and advise Noon at HQ.
On arrival in Paris, Crown and Lana hailed a taxi to take them to the Embassy at 35, Rue due Fauborg Saint - Honore, 75008, Paris.
After entering the building, Crown revealed his identity, and was met by another operative.
Jack Crown! So glad to meet you. We have spoken on the phone many times, but here you are in the flesh.
Crown explained the situation and need to to message Noon. He handed over the bag containing the Cypher and constructed a communication to read:-
Noon
Director of Operations
PRISM.
London.
Successfully delivered goods to BE Paris, They will arrange secure transport home. One person lost his way on the train. Await your instructions.
BLUE9
Thirty minutes elapsed before receiving reply, which read:-
BLUE9
BE, Paris
Well done. Look forward to delivery. Suggest you take some leave in Paris. No need to rush back.
Noon
Director of Operations
PRISM
London
Well, Lana, looks like we have official leave in Paris. I think a good meal, some entertainment and a bit of sight seeing should be our plan.
Of course. What could be better, and without interruptions this time,
THE END
Before Asimov could answer, Crown lifted the ice bucket and dived forward at the Russian's gun. The pistol fired instantly and the bullet penetrated the metal base, but the ice acted as another barrier. Crown felt a force hit him in the chest, but he had to take advantage and pin Asimov down. Lana picked up Crown's gun and waited for the opportunity to shoot. The Russian used his feet to force Crown back and just as he was about to fire, one shot rang out. Phut! Asimov clutched at his throat and slumped back in his chair. Lana stood over him pointing the gun in case he recovered. Crown stood up and checked the Russian's pulse.
He's dead this time. Crown looked at Lana. That was some shooting.
I've never shot anyone before, but glad now that I knew how.
So am I. Now, we need to remove his body. We'll stick him in his cabin. I'll use his key. Crown opened the door and checked that the corridor was clear, and together they dragged Asimov through the doorway. Crown put his gun in the Russian's hand and arranged it to look like suicide. It would delay suspicion until they were clear of the train. He put the Champagne bottle next to the body after first emptying most of the contents down the sink. The remainder was poured into the deceased's mouth. Another clue as to the cause of death. The door was locked again and the two agents returned to their cabin. Crown cleaned any blood spillage with a towel and then discarded it out of a corridor window.
They sat on the bed with relief. I assumed the tunnel had finished him, said Crown. I should have shot him when I had the chance.
It's over now, said Lana. Sometimes if there's a way other than cold blooded killing, it's only human to take it. Your action was correct.
Perhaps you're right, Lana. With hindsight it would have been different. We'd better get ready to leave the train. It's due into Gare de L'est in a few minutes. We must now get that Cypher to the British embassy and advise Noon at HQ.
On arrival in Paris, Crown and Lana hailed a taxi to take them to the Embassy at 35, Rue due Fauborg Saint - Honore, 75008, Paris.
After entering the building, Crown revealed his identity, and was met by another operative.
Jack Crown! So glad to meet you. We have spoken on the phone many times, but here you are in the flesh.
Crown explained the situation and need to to message Noon. He handed over the bag containing the Cypher and constructed a communication to read:-
Noon
Director of Operations
PRISM.
London.
Successfully delivered goods to BE Paris, They will arrange secure transport home. One person lost his way on the train. Await your instructions.
BLUE9
Thirty minutes elapsed before receiving reply, which read:-
BLUE9
BE, Paris
Well done. Look forward to delivery. Suggest you take some leave in Paris. No need to rush back.
Noon
Director of Operations
PRISM
London
Well, Lana, looks like we have official leave in Paris. I think a good meal, some entertainment and a bit of sight seeing should be our plan.
Of course. What could be better, and without interruptions this time,
THE END
FROM INDIA WITH LOVE P11 A&B FINAL Episode
For readers of this story, the previous episode involved a situation on roof of The Orient Express.
Part A
The tunnel passed and there was light. Crown lifted his head and gazed back at the distant cavern of darkness, where Azimov met his end. He cautiously stood up and made his way along the carriage roof to negotiate the steps at the rear of the train. After opening the door, he straightened his tie and brushed himself down to improve the ruffled appearance that resulted from his encounter with the Russian. He walked down the corridor to find Lana who had been waiting anxiously. She got out of her seat and smiled with relief on seeing his return.
Are you alright? What happened?
Crown sat down at the table and described the events.
Thank goodness he's gone, said Lana. I didn't know what to do. I'm so glad you're ok.
So am I, replied Crown. I'll order some drinks and have them brought to our cabin. Is Champagne ok?
Fine with me. We can sort out food later.
Crown beckoned the waiter and placed the order. He then held Lana's arm and pulled her towards him. He kissed her tenderly on the lips. You're the most important part of my life and I want you to know that.
I do know, she replied. I feel the same about you.
They left their seats and slowly walked back to the compartment. Occasionally stopping to embrace and feel the love permeate through the attachment of their bodies. Lana opened the door and grabbed Crown's hand, pulling him towards the bed that was so welcoming.
What took you so long? said the voice. There is a gun pointing at you, so don't try anything.
Crown and Lana gazed with shock in the direction of the chair where the glint of gun metal caught their eyes. You didn't think that I'd fall for that trick on the roof, did you? When you suddenly lay down, I did the same thing and when the train entered the tunnel, I slowly crawled to the end of the carriage nearest me. I waited till we were clear and you had disappeared from view. The old carriage doors have pull down windows, and I re entered that way. I knew which cabin was yours. I was next door. My special key did the rest.
What are you going to do now? asked Crown.
Well, soon we will be arriving in Paris, and I will depart with the Cypher and the woman. You, Mr Crown won't. She will be ok as long as you do as you're told, and you can start by very slowly removing your gun. Place it on the floor. Any sudden movement and she gets it, right?
Crown did as instructed.
Now we can all relax, said Asimov.
There was a knock at the door. You can answer it Crown, but no tricks or she gets it.
I've got your drinks sir, said the waiter. A bottle of Champagne was positioned in a bucket of ice, with two glasses, and situated on a portable trolley.
Oh good, said Crown. Bring it in.
Shall I pour it for you sir?
No. That's fine.
Thank you sir.
The door closed and Crown sat beside Lana. Only two glasses, I'm afraid, said Crown. You'll just have to watch.
Very funny, said Asimov. That'll be your last drink. You realise that. Now, in about thirty minutes time we will approach Paris, and you, Mr Crown, will receive A bullet through the heart. I am an expert shot and that's why I am number one in the SEF. You thought you could outsmart me, but I have dealt with many secret service agents and you are no different. To retrieve the Cypher will get me much praise, and to kill a British agent, even more kudos.
Well, said Crown. Do you object to me having a last drink?
Go ahead. But this gun is ready and I won't miss.
Crown stood up and opened the bottle. He poured two drinks and passed one to Lana who looked nervously up at him. He gazed at her and with eye movement only, looked down at the gun on the floor and then back at her, hoping she would get the message.Lana spoke to try and gain a fraction of attention from Asimov.
What will you do with me?
Part B follows shortly
Part A
The tunnel passed and there was light. Crown lifted his head and gazed back at the distant cavern of darkness, where Azimov met his end. He cautiously stood up and made his way along the carriage roof to negotiate the steps at the rear of the train. After opening the door, he straightened his tie and brushed himself down to improve the ruffled appearance that resulted from his encounter with the Russian. He walked down the corridor to find Lana who had been waiting anxiously. She got out of her seat and smiled with relief on seeing his return.
Are you alright? What happened?
Crown sat down at the table and described the events.
Thank goodness he's gone, said Lana. I didn't know what to do. I'm so glad you're ok.
So am I, replied Crown. I'll order some drinks and have them brought to our cabin. Is Champagne ok?
Fine with me. We can sort out food later.
Crown beckoned the waiter and placed the order. He then held Lana's arm and pulled her towards him. He kissed her tenderly on the lips. You're the most important part of my life and I want you to know that.
I do know, she replied. I feel the same about you.
They left their seats and slowly walked back to the compartment. Occasionally stopping to embrace and feel the love permeate through the attachment of their bodies. Lana opened the door and grabbed Crown's hand, pulling him towards the bed that was so welcoming.
What took you so long? said the voice. There is a gun pointing at you, so don't try anything.
Crown and Lana gazed with shock in the direction of the chair where the glint of gun metal caught their eyes. You didn't think that I'd fall for that trick on the roof, did you? When you suddenly lay down, I did the same thing and when the train entered the tunnel, I slowly crawled to the end of the carriage nearest me. I waited till we were clear and you had disappeared from view. The old carriage doors have pull down windows, and I re entered that way. I knew which cabin was yours. I was next door. My special key did the rest.
What are you going to do now? asked Crown.
Well, soon we will be arriving in Paris, and I will depart with the Cypher and the woman. You, Mr Crown won't. She will be ok as long as you do as you're told, and you can start by very slowly removing your gun. Place it on the floor. Any sudden movement and she gets it, right?
Crown did as instructed.
Now we can all relax, said Asimov.
There was a knock at the door. You can answer it Crown, but no tricks or she gets it.
I've got your drinks sir, said the waiter. A bottle of Champagne was positioned in a bucket of ice, with two glasses, and situated on a portable trolley.
Oh good, said Crown. Bring it in.
Shall I pour it for you sir?
No. That's fine.
Thank you sir.
The door closed and Crown sat beside Lana. Only two glasses, I'm afraid, said Crown. You'll just have to watch.
Very funny, said Asimov. That'll be your last drink. You realise that. Now, in about thirty minutes time we will approach Paris, and you, Mr Crown, will receive A bullet through the heart. I am an expert shot and that's why I am number one in the SEF. You thought you could outsmart me, but I have dealt with many secret service agents and you are no different. To retrieve the Cypher will get me much praise, and to kill a British agent, even more kudos.
Well, said Crown. Do you object to me having a last drink?
Go ahead. But this gun is ready and I won't miss.
Crown stood up and opened the bottle. He poured two drinks and passed one to Lana who looked nervously up at him. He gazed at her and with eye movement only, looked down at the gun on the floor and then back at her, hoping she would get the message.Lana spoke to try and gain a fraction of attention from Asimov.
What will you do with me?
Part B follows shortly
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The end is Nigh!
So, we have 24 hours left before the asteroid hits, what will you do?
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He loved her so much...
He loved her so much, when she died he had her buried at the first tee to his golf course.
That qualifies tax write-offs as the golf course is also a cemetery.
That qualifies tax write-offs as the golf course is also a cemetery.
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Impersonating a president...
It's been a fun week in Trump world where he spoke at a rally claiming no other other president in history has been persecuted as he has.
Then he shows up a the LIV Golf tournament at his Bedminster, New Jersey golf course sporting towels and a golf cart bearing the seal of the president of the United States.
According to the Washington Post:
It is against federal law to use the presidential and vice-presidential seals in ways that could convey "a false impression of sponsorship or approval by the Government of the United States."
The story goes on to say:
This is not the first time the display of the seal has been reported at Trump properties.
Link:
Reader Comment:
We have passed a point where this former POTUS simply needs to be shut down. Despite having lost the 2020 election, he continues to conduct himself without restraint. He appears in news headlines day after day, which feeds him [regardless of whether it is negative or positive coverage]. It is critical to our democracy and the reputation of America for the madness to be quashed. It would be extremely helpful for the media to refrain from reporting any stories about him until he is indicted. How has the United States of America allowed ONE person to create so much discord and to continually disregard its system of government and its laws?
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Then he shows up a the LIV Golf tournament at his Bedminster, New Jersey golf course sporting towels and a golf cart bearing the seal of the president of the United States.
According to the Washington Post:
It is against federal law to use the presidential and vice-presidential seals in ways that could convey "a false impression of sponsorship or approval by the Government of the United States."
The story goes on to say:
This is not the first time the display of the seal has been reported at Trump properties.
Link:
Reader Comment:
We have passed a point where this former POTUS simply needs to be shut down. Despite having lost the 2020 election, he continues to conduct himself without restraint. He appears in news headlines day after day, which feeds him [regardless of whether it is negative or positive coverage]. It is critical to our democracy and the reputation of America for the madness to be quashed. It would be extremely helpful for the media to refrain from reporting any stories about him until he is indicted. How has the United States of America allowed ONE person to create so much discord and to continually disregard its system of government and its laws?
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Impressed
Two days ago a friend of mine showed me a live video feed from the Space Station. This was really amazing as it was in real time. Apparently there are live tours of London, New York and many other city's daily. All this on a phone app called Tik Tok. Amazing.
All this got me thinking of what my parents would say if they were still alive today.
Boggles the mind to think what the future holds.
All this got me thinking of what my parents would say if they were still alive today.
Boggles the mind to think what the future holds.
Recipe for a happy married life
This is not my own recipe. I just copy-pasted it from net and some changes have also been made in it.
If anyone knows a better recipe, don't hesitate to share.
Ingredients:
love
loyalty
faith
forgiveness
friendship
hope
tenderness
kindness
understanding
laughter
hugs
kisses
Method:
First of all wash everything thoroughly with forgiveness then take love and loyalty, mix them thoroughly with faith. Blend it with tenderness, kindness and understanding. Add friendship and hope, sprinkle abundantly with laughter. Garnish with hugs and kisses. Serve daily with generous helpings.
If anyone knows a better recipe, don't hesitate to share.
Ingredients:
love
loyalty
faith
forgiveness
friendship
hope
tenderness
kindness
understanding
laughter
hugs
kisses
Method:
First of all wash everything thoroughly with forgiveness then take love and loyalty, mix them thoroughly with faith. Blend it with tenderness, kindness and understanding. Add friendship and hope, sprinkle abundantly with laughter. Garnish with hugs and kisses. Serve daily with generous helpings.
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And treat you right
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And treat you right
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Every day and every night
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With a roof right over our heads
We'll share the shelter
Of my single bed
We'll share the same room
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Is this love that I'm feeling?
I wanna love you
And treat you right
I wanna love you
Every day and every night
We'll be together
With a roof right over our heads
We'll share the shelter
Of my single bed
We'll share the same room
Is this love
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Is this love that I'm feeling?
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I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know now!
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Is this love that I'm feeling?
I wanna love ya
And treat you right
I wanna love you
Every day and every night
I wanna love you
And treat you right
I wanna love you
Every day and every night
We'll be together
With a roof right over our heads
We'll share the shelter
Of my single bed
We'll share the same room
Is this love
Is this love
Is this love
Is this love that I'm feeling?
I wanna love you
And treat you right
I wanna love you
Every day and every night
We'll be together
With a roof right over our heads
We'll share the shelter
Of my single bed
We'll share the same room
Is this love
Is this love
Is this love
Is this love that I'm feeling?
Is this love
Is this love
Is this love
Is this love that I'm feeling?
I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know now!
Is this love
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I wanna love ya
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