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PLANNING MY FIRST ASSIGNMENT FOR THE K.G.C
Before leaving Father, I asked him if I should leave the ranks of the K.G.C.
He responded that no one leaves the K.G.C.
“Just slither within its ranks as unnoticed as possible, play the game, play it smart, wait it out until the end, and, when the end comes, as it most certainly will come, have yourself situated on the other side of the world if possible.”
This I determined to do.
I then bathed, shaved and fitted myself out in attire more appropriate for the streets of home. From my old closet, I retrieved numerous items of clothing, including my long cape, an article that allowed for easy concealment of weapons beneath.
From there, I made haste to 57 St. Charles Avenue, home of the Pickwick Club, a members-only affair into which I entere
