Quiet as a mouse, he slipped into the seat across from me. Putting aside the coke I’ve been sipping, I leaned in. “Why, of all places, did we have to meet here, in this podunk joint?”
Giving the place a quick glance, he pulled a manila envelope from inside his trench coat and slid it across the table. “You must be very careful with this. Eyes are everywhere.”
I rolled eyes and sighed, pulling an envelope of 100-dollar bills, “Here,” I said and got up.
In the back office, he sat watching the monitor. Eyes are everywhere, indeed there are.
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This is Another Story 
Looks like our spies are just about to be caught.
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It sure looks like it.
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Even that place they couldn’t hide!
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In my mind, the shark’s eyes were the cameras, which is a clever place to hide cameras, if you ask me.
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I like how this opens…but don’t I want to know what the exchange was all about! Need to catch up with that guy in the office.
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Thank you. I have a feeling the guy in the back office had something with whatever they were discussing, except neither of them knew it at the time.
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Hmm, so mysterious.
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I agree, a camera in the eye of the shark would be perfect.
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It seems he was right to be careful. But sadly he wasn’t careful enough. Shady dealings going on for sure.
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Would love to know what happens next!
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We certainly see cameras everywhere! I am often tempted to make a face or stick out my tongue when I spot them in stores 🙂
Does the watcher let them go on their way, as others track them on the streets? One wonders.
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