The Elsewhere Affair 29
Jan. 30th, 2012 08:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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It was the most real, the most reassuring thing he had seen for... For...?
“How long...?”
“Too long...”, his partner hissed flatly.
Napoleon knew this expression, cold rage with the typically hint of Illya's guilt feeling.
“I was checking around but when I reached the film studio, you weren't there. Besides...” The Russian bit his lips. “The place was deserted, Napoleon, disused. It wasn't a satrapy, it was...”
“An UNCLE agent-trap... They... they caged me...” He closed his eyes. “ I pushed a carriage door. There was a freight elevator with two buttons. Start... and stop.”
“You started their game...”