14: Morocco: By Stealth and Sea
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BRYCE CALLED HIS CONTACT on the ground, known only by his sobriquet ‘The Asset.’ He was the go-to man for black operators with a requisition for gear and hardware.
While G moved about like a regular tourist, Bryce did some legwork. First, he arranged to meet the Asset in the café by the foreshore just five-hundred yards from his hotel. The meeting place was open to the public, but then again, sometimes, the best place for a clandestine rendezvous was out in the open.
With three hours to kill before the meeting, Bryce sat on the shoreline with binoculars doing a visual recce of the land across the Straits.
Armed with a sketch pad, colour pencils, and a book called ‘Birds of the World’ he appeared as though interested only in the birds o
