Chapter Two“So, the agents, what do we do next?” asked Barton.
“There's only one thing you can do!” The voice when it came caused them to startle. Seated at the far end of the table was Masterman, who so far, hadn't been a contributor to the discussion. His voice was deep and filled with a military style authority. It was a voice that resolved disputes.
The four intelligence bureaucrats turned to their colleague, but it was only the Chief who spoke. “Go on Stephen, you have a suggestion.”
Masterman looked at them. “Thank you, Sir Richard. It seems to me that obviously we can't go cap-in-hand to the Americans and make it known that we have stumbled, albeit inadvertently, onto one of their operations. It would compromise our successful double agent network. Correct?”
“Absolutely,” said B
