It was too early to do much of anything but head over to Galloways, the place that was growing to become the one thing I might miss the most when we finally made our geographic move.

Despite my high regard for the man, my conversation with Herbert had been discomforting. The things he left me with invariably made me feel more exposed, less secure and many times befuddled. How could anyone have confidence in anything I might do with whatever was dumped into my hands or ‘area of operations’ as Herbert referred to it? Operations was a big word in the CIA because it referred to that small portion of the Agency with the mission to go out into the world using HUMINT. Those were the letters used to describe who and what I was taking up with, and it wasn’t a voluntary part of the CIA. You were picked, selected, ordered, or simply found yourself to be one of them. Humint was a word pronounced as a word and not using individual letters. I had to handle the artifact and get that ready to be moved, as well as confront Paul so he didn’t live the rest of his life wondering when I might be coming to extract a price I never intended to extract.

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