Rosetta pressed home her
advantage. “You are growing slack, senor. I walk in and you didn’t see. We are
in a back pool, back water, but you should not relax. Is that not so?”
Sowerbutt poured a couple of glasses of Old
Bushmills. “You are working with dear John, no doubt. But indulge an old
friend, how did you find us? John would not have said. Left hand, right hand,
he’s never even introduced his hands to each other.”http://www.amazon.co.uk/Colour-Camouflage-Hitlers-Super-Spy-ebook/dp/B00HT48BN8
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