Tag: secret agent
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The Agent – I.
Agent Cobalt Byron watched his glass sweating. Meandering rivulets formed bosomish half circles. His thumb breasted the glass’s neck to meet his forefinger’s tip. His movements were liquid. A studied portrait of poured grace. He brought his drink to his open carp mouth. Like an assassin silently unleashing his impatiently-brandished onzil into the head of…
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