.A twinge of grief overcame me momentarily. I remembered the news that was brought to me earlier this week of the death of Richard. Earlier this week,...yet centuries away. How did I get here? Why am I here? What am I going to do?These questions ran through my mind continuously as I toured the city with Claudius. As we passed soldiers we were saluted. I only gave cursory returns, but Claudius didn't say a word. He just led and occasionally asked if my mind was clearing and if I recognized any of. .." Yeah. So you owed Spook a lot more than even you realized. And you got to know him better than anybody, and to you he was just your friend. To me, though..."He paused for a moment. I simply waited, still shakily adjusting to the idea that some people in my government had wanted to kill me."Jack, that day you told me, at your house, I was flat scared. Sure, he blew me off when I said it. I remember every word, 'if I wished to do this'—he meant set off the nukes—'I would have done it. Excuse me, I need to use the john" and I walked away from her.Hal was they guy who knew the ex-husband who said he had caught her having back seat fun. Hal hadn't seen a thing, but Ronnie didn't know that. Of course Ronnie might not have been caught on a back seat and if that were the case she would be calling Hal all kinds of a fucking liar the next time we talked. But if she had been caught on a back seat?Ronnie was waiting for me when I came out of the bathroom."We have to talk Tony." Go. The spy life hadn't left you a lot of time for romance, besides the occasional off-the-books fling in a foreign country... But "occasional" was the keyword there. Hollywood liked to play up the glamorous aspects of the life and forget about all the paperwork, the button pushing, and the long hours, which often culminated in an agent such as yourself falling onto their face in their bedroom in the wee hours of the morning.But all of that was in the past now! It was a cushy handler's life for you.