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away to wheel and deal with Q’ute.

M nodded towards Franks, indicating he should continue with the briefing.
‘I want to keep this simple.’ Franks glanced at Bill Orr, who nodded. ‘As
I’ve already told you, we think that we’ve got the full strength out of these two
jokers, but nothing on this earth is cer
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‘We took both of them very deep indeed,’ Orr added. ‘I believe we have the
truth. Mr Franks is not so sure.’
‘I’d say around ninety-eight/ninety-nine per cent,’ Franks commented. ‘The
set-up appears to be that Argentbright is to call a San Francisco number on

arrival at JFK and use a simple ID sequence. We can give you all that stuff;
there appear to be several identification exchanges and I just hope we’ve got
them right, and in the correct order of use. The deal is that when Lee’s people
are satisfied it’s really Argentbright and confirmed that Jenny Mo’s with him,
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they’ll give you instructions, and they could be anything from hopping a flight
back here to . . .’
Bond coughed. ‘I’m not clear how we’re supposed to get on to a flight that
goes direct from Tokyo to JFK. Particularly as it seems we’re required there

tomorrow night . . .’
‘If you’ll just allow me to continue.’ Franks was never happy about being
interrupted while he held the floor, and Bond noticed that his mood changes
were accompanied by the odd movement of rubbing his chin against his

shoulder. It was just one fast, odd tic, but Bond recalled that he had read
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something about that particular twitch and it was not good. The thought
flickered through his mind, but Franks had continued to speak. ‘If you’ll let me
finish, I will explain, and what I don’t tell you, the Chief of Staff will, once he

returns.’
The briefing broke up at two in the morning, when Bond was taken to a
cabin and told to get some sleep. His head reeled from the input received from
Franks and Orr, which moved from details of the real Peter Argentbright’s life

to the various options he would have once the operation, now dubbed Curve,
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began to run.
Chi-Chi had been taken away to another part of the carrier, and Bond
reflected that he would need some time with the girl before the starting gun

which was scheduled for two o’clock that afternoon, some twelve hours from
now. Facts paced around his mind, but almost as soon as his head hit the
pillow he was asleep.

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