The Avenue of the Dead
“And we are your people – in spite of taking out American citizenship, you’re still British, born and bred. That’s why I’m here, Fleming. I’m here to advise you and help you if I can.’ ‘Like hell you are,’ Edward Fleming said. He had found Kidson waiting for him in the embassy when he woke in the late morning. They had been given one of the embassy sitting-rooms for their first interview. Kidson had refused to see his quarry in an office. He wanted to create an atmosphere of trust. He wanted his quarry to feel that everything they said was off the record. Fleming looked haggard and jumpy. He immediately declared his intention of walking out of the embassy and dared Kidson or anyone else to stop him. Kidson shrugged.
‘You can do what you like,’ he said. ‘Nobody is going to try and stop you. There’s the door. Go on, open it and walk out.’ Fleming hesitated. ‘You know I can’t do that with all this hanging over me! You’ve got that diary, what more do you want?’ He sagged down in his chair ...and covered his face with his hands.MoreLess
‘You can do what you like,’ he said. ‘Nobody is going to try and stop you. There’s the door. Go on, open it and walk out.’ Fleming hesitated. ‘You know I can’t do that with all this hanging over me! You’ve got that diary, what more do you want?’ He sagged down in his chair ...and covered his face with his hands.MoreLess
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