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"I don't know Sabina, Shane didn't name the foot cake operation." The smile on the colonel's face faded. Denying your job, you're doing it. My job is to disbelieve, so am I. I can't believe it, Rana. '

"Please yourself. Rana is indifferent.

'Where were you taking Sabina Parka, whom you know as Shakila Mumtaz?'

'In Enniscorthy.

'Why would he want to go to Aniscorthi?' Colonel Corbett shook his head as if his level of surprise and disbelief had increased. "Okay, you were going there, but would you get a chance to help him there?"

'We can recognize each other just by looking at each other at the airport. Sit side by side on the plane. Let him know I'm going to Waterford. He wants to know if I can give him a lift. '

'Why were you going to Waterford?'

'Buy a glass, why again! What else causes people to go to Waterford? Waterford Crystal is my favorite. '

'Of course dear. Especially when there are plenty of them in London, you have to go to Waterford to buy them. ' Colonel Corbett mocked.

| I'm on vacation, Colonel Kureishi. Again, I do not know anyone named Sabina Parka, I have never heard of any operation called foot cake. | 'See you, see you in time,' said the Colonel softly. However, just to get rid of the smoky feeling, I'm telling you what we know about Operation Crut Cake. Foot cake, what a weird name, so

? Honeytrap should have been named after him. Because they wrapped four sweet girls like honey as bait. ' He raised four fingers, holding each finger with the other hand while pronouncing each name. Draba Meredesai, Hannah Eliza, Sabina Parka, Laila Kanan. Sakautuke laughed again. Laila is a very good name, if you remember we used to call our huntrape target by this name all the time. However, you know all this. ' He ran his fingers through his thick black hair twice. Each of these girls is given a target. They could have succeeded in their work if I had not been one of their targets. Suddenly his calmness changed completely. What a challenge! They used me as a target! Me, Kurshi Goretke! Think? As if I'm a clumsy girl! ' The colonel's face turned red with anger and insult, and his throat tightened. This is the only reason I can forgive them

. An amateur was pushed towards me! If you can think of insulting me like this! Such an amateur was caught at the first hint of love, and in the end, the Gaeta network collapsed like a house of cards. Your intelligence, Rana, took me to a Buddha! It was different to be a professional, but an amateur like him ... 'He pointed a finger at Mumtaz's steady body. ••• I will never be able to forgive in this life. '

This is the real face of Colonel Corbett, Rana thought. Proud, one-sided, arrogant. This lake is not accustomed to forgiveness.

Sometimes you don't use the contract to carry out the contract work, will you, Colonel? ' A curved smile on Runner's lips.

OK? ' The words in the Jewish colonel's mouth exploded like a bomb. Of course, we train the hired lakes to do the hacking work, but we will never use them against any lakes that are of equal importance to me. '

What a fleet of pride! This arrogant attitude is also written in his file. Equally important to me. Colonel Kurshi will get used to seeing himself one step above everyone else. Israeli military intelligence seems to be useless without him. He was breathing frequently, Rana felt the old icy invisible finger running down his spine - a sign of fear. He recognized the hard face of a ruthless murderer. Muscular body, shiny eyes.

The horn of a car signaled from a distance. At least the signal seemed to be runner-pip-pip, p-e-e-p.

'They have arrived,' said Colonel Corbett in Hebrew.

The door of the ambulance opened completely. This time Rana could see clearly on the slopes covered with green trees. In the middle of the green, there is a gray stone ahead. They are surrounded by a sky-touch. Semicircle. They are far away from the road. A BMW and a Mercedes are slowly approaching them. Rana leaned towards Mumtaz, keeping an eye on Colonel Corbett. Honestly, I have no idea about foot cake, 'he said calmly. Hopefully, the colonel will believe him because he is blinded by anger. Looking at the type of work, it seems that no intelligence in the Middle East is responsible: •• ||

The colonel hurried back to the runner. Responsible BCI, Rana. Faith

It's possible! Who will trap the chair? Nthe o, the new one