Thursday April 1, 2004

Too much happened to properly record, plus my hands are frozen and limited in function.  Sufficeth to say I did not accomplish my goal of getting in touch with “S” and I fear (well, that my hands are dead) that the Agency lied to me in saying I would see him tomorrow.  I wish I had had more forethought, but it is too late now.  I’m in a safehouse guarded by ninjas, and I’m pretty sure the phone lines are tapped.  So basically I can’t do anything, but hope that something shows up in news and rumours tomorrow and that the Agency trusts me more than I trust them, which seems unlikely.  I just hope Martin and Peter escape and aren’t killed…

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  1. spamchang wrote:


    Posted 02 Apr 2004 at 16:09

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