The Doublecross (2015)
“We had offices. Plenty of them—halls of them, in fact. But agents were normally using them to practice kickboxing or hack into a computer’s mainframe or learn to speak Portuguese. Sure, there were the few odd people who sat quietly on computers all day gathering intel, but they were definitely in the minority, and they still looked impressive, typing away, then pausing to scribble down notes. I guess I expected to see something similar at The League.
Instead I saw . . . office people.
People li...ning up pencils on their desks. One guy playing golf, hitting a ball into a coffee cup. Another pretending to work busily, but actually looking at small, hairless dogs on a dodgy animal-rescue website. Everyone happily took cookies, and no one seemed terribly concerned about my presence. Was this a trap? It had to be a trap—this was The League, after all.
I came to the corner where I was supposed to take a right and emerge back in the lobby. I glanced in an office and looked at a clock—I’d been gone for four minutes.MoreLess
Instead I saw . . . office people.
People li...ning up pencils on their desks. One guy playing golf, hitting a ball into a coffee cup. Another pretending to work busily, but actually looking at small, hairless dogs on a dodgy animal-rescue website. Everyone happily took cookies, and no one seemed terribly concerned about my presence. Was this a trap? It had to be a trap—this was The League, after all.
I came to the corner where I was supposed to take a right and emerge back in the lobby. I glanced in an office and looked at a clock—I’d been gone for four minutes.MoreLess
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