Federal Agent Adam Forster scanned the wall of pigeonholes at the London headquarters of the National Crime Squad, found his name and pulled out his mail. Adam shuffled the envelopes, tearing open the one containing his orders for the rest of the week. He read the slip of paper.
Meet Agents Mitchell Parker and Samantha Moore from the U.S.A Washington D.C. Trans-national Crime Unit at 0800 hours at room 244, the Four Season Hotel, Westferry Circus, Canary Wharf.
Adam stuffed the paper and the rest of his mail into his suit pocket. He took the black band from around his wrist and tied his shoulder-length brown hair back. Raising the collar on his black overcoat, he pushed out into the street into the rain and headed towards the underground entrance.
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