Chapter 36

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36 Just as a person may be affected all their lives by the smell of shoe polish, a pipe, or a certain perfume, so Tom knew explosives. He knew the feel of them, the smell of them, even the taste of them. Immediately, Tom went on full alert, subconsciously taking in the layout of the room and every person and where they were positioned. At that moment, a dozen or so people entered the room, and a man took centre stage, asking everyone to stand. “Ladies and gentlemen, the US Deputy Secretary of State, Mr Robert Booth.” The crowd parted for Deputy Secretary Booth. He stood at the head of the table and welcomed all of them to the West Wing of the White House, wishing them a productive meeting and informing them they would be starting in ten minutes. “You are in the fish room,” the Deputy

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