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“If I was to tell you that I"m on the same foreign soil where you and I, with a couple of others, had an exciting time roughly twenty-two years ago, would you first know who I am and second, if I gave you the number of the phone box I"m calling from would you call me back within the next fifteen minutes from a more secure line than this?”
“I would give that a great deal of thought, Shaun,” solemnly he replied.
“No, I"m not Shaun. I have another name now. I"m…” He interrupted my reply.
“I know who you are. I was reminiscing! Didn"t you know how humorous us Scots can be? Give me the number, but give me twenty minutes.”
“Fetch a notebook and pen, Fraser. You"ll need a strong writing hand!”
“I"ll bring a tape recorder. Easier on my wrist muscles. Oh, by the way, you will tell me wh
