Langley’s almost as hot for this as I am.” And, he didn’t add, it was sure as hell a way for him to make an early mark as Chief of Station Moscow. It was one of those things that went without saying but had to be said anyway. It’s not my turf, not my place to tell him how to run his operation.” “That’s for your guy Hudson in Budapest, I suppose. Well, what’s life without a few complications? Any preferences how to get your Rabbit out?” He asked, not quite letting Foley know what he was thinking. His wife isn’t in on the plan.” Foley had to tell him that. So, Budapest, is it? Easier than out of Moscow-at least there’s that.” “If they’ve ID’d me, why tip their hand this early?” The Brit knew he was Agency, but didn’t know he was Station Chief. “I’ve thought about that, of course, but it just doesn’t make sense, does it?” Foley asked. A little more complicated than that, but that’s what it comes down to, bud.” It was a slower nod this time, with Foley’s eyes locked in on his host.
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