Morgan backed away from Ruben’s body and while using the Blackwing for cover pulled the phone from his pocket. He dialed a series of numbers from memory. After a few rings, a male voice answered.
“Deputy Consular’s office, Charles Axworthy.”
“Bryce? It’s Gargoyle. I am prepared to authenticate,” Morgan said.
He was surprised a former classmate from the Farm had answered the phone, and he addressed his friend by his Agency call sign.
“Roger, Gargoyle. Authenticate Romeo Alpha Alpha.”
“I authenticate Charlie Delta Zulu.”
“Authentication accepted. Bob? What’s going on?”
“I’m trying to reach the Chief of Station, and what are you doing in the Philippines?”
“I arrived in country a couple of months ago. The Chief is out of the office.”
Morgan gave his friend a rundown of the situation a
