I turned on the water then returned to the door jamb. “That’s not fair, you’re nice and clean.”
“I am?” He took a few steps toward me.
“Aren’t you?”
“No,” he scowled and shook his head. “I’m dirty. But you knew that.”
Now, if you haven’t heard an Irishman say the word “dirty” before, I will compare it with dynamite in your ovaries. They say it with like, seven Rs.
Tag: adventure romance irish ireland spy sexy
May be you find out I could be useful getting people out of camps and prisons in Germany - just before they got shot. I should love to do it and I like to jump out of a plane even every day.
Christine GranvilleTag: inspirational germany biography spy world-war-2 rescue military-history second-world-war soe parachute christine-granville clare-mulley krystyna-skarbek special-agent
She could do anything with dynamite, except eat it.
Clare MulleyTag: wwii courage biography spy dynamite military-history second-world-war soe krystyna-skarbek special-agent christine-graville sir-owen-o-malley
Afterwards Smiley always thought of that interview as a fan dance; a calculated progression of disclosures, each revealing different parts of a mysterious entity. Finally Steed-Asprey, who seemed to be Chairman, removed the last veil, and the truth stood before him in all its dazzling nakedness. He was being offered a post in what, for want of a better name, Steed-Asprey blushingly described as the Secret Service.
John Le CarréTag: murder spy secret-service
Ordinary people can do extraordinary things that can change the course of history.
Jonathan DyerTag: spy espionage action-adventure spy-thriller
Shit, man, if you see a dog scratching at the dirt trying to dig something up, walk away real fast,” he said, then pulled a little square of paper from his pocket and swallowed whatever was folded inside.
Cole AlpaughI believe a family just isn’t complete without skeletons. My dearest momma clean bit off my daddy’s nose right around the time they divorced.
Cole AlpaughTag: fiction literary spy redneck
Bearing witness from the sides of the room, ten or more lepers shouted at the bizarre scene, “Diable! Diable!” And then chants of some sort, or prayers, followed by more shouts of “Diable!” They were hurling these words at Moreau like stones.
Cole AlpaughTag: fiction literary novel haiti spy leper
Grandpa said that we could solve a lot of the world’s problems if we considered cats and dogs edible. Like the neighbor’s dog who goes to the bathroom in his flower garden. And know what else?
Cole AlpaughTag: fiction literary novel spy espionage
Noriega wound up like a baseball pitcher on top of the bed and hurled the small gun, but was low and outside for a ball. His tight-fitting house dress was bunched up high on his chubby thighs, exposing olive drab underwear.
I see London, I see France, I see a crazy dictator’s underpants!
Chase’s thoughts raced.
Tag: fiction literary thriller spy espionage cia panama
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