


He had been the face of the good guys for a long time. In the old days, she’d always assumed Carston was exactly what he appeared to be. She nodded as if she agreed, as if she believed. And it would have been a long one, as much as that was in our power.” You would have been left alone for the rest of your life. “A happy ending would mean I wouldn’t have contacted you. “Not so happy as all that,” he said slowly. “And here I was thinking that I’d just gotten better at playing hide-and-seek than you.” “Have you had any…unpleasant disturbances in the past nine months?” It was never a popular decision to begin with, and now those of us who were always in disagreement are no longer ruled by those parties.” “The, er, parties who decided you should…retire have…fallen into disfavor. He waited for a response for another moment, but when she didn’t speak he continued, choosing his words carefully. His eyes flitted to her obvious wig-it was actually quite similar to her real hair, but now he would suspect she was hiding something very different. It was good that her name sounded foreign to her. After the initial jolt, she felt a small wave of pleasure. It had been so long since anyone had addressed her by her real name, it sounded like a stranger’s. No one cared what she was saying except Carston. But the two other lunch groups were talking and laughing loudly the people passing by on the sidewalk listened to earphones and telephones. Anyone overhearing would think the words a joke.

“Too easy for your sniper, sure.” She said the words lightly, using the same volume he had. “I guess it would be too easy to just meet as planned,” he said.
