Death Is The Same For The One

The Cia Agent Looked More Dead Than Alive. Alex Wondered If He Had Been Hit, But There Was No Sign Of Any Blood. Perhaps He Was In Shock.

You Can Kiss Me If You Like," She Said. Alex Let Go Of Her And Turned Away. "thanks, Fiona," He Said. "but Frankly I'd Prefer To Kiss The Horse.

The Birds Fly In The Wrong Places And There Are Too Many Stars In The Sky.

Inside Every Fat Man, There's A Thin Man Trying To Get Out.

In The Old Days, Spies Had Done They'd Done Because They Loved Their Country, Because They Believed In What They Were Doing. But He'd Never Been Given A Choice. Nowadays, Spies Weren't Employed. They Were Used.