"No." he said, sadly. "But soon enough their 'easy, carefree lives' are going to be taken away from them." he walked to the open window, and stepped a...ross the three hundred or so foot drop into his dutifully and silently hovering jet. Bar leaned across, keeping his feet firmly on the ground inside his office. He knew all of the safety features built into the walls, but he wasn't sure of them working. "Just don't do anything stupid, Van." he said, as the old man buckled himself into his. To cut a long story short, I moved into a semi-detached farm cottage and became a neighbour of theirs. I had wanted to get out of the city for a long time. Not only had a relationship ended but I felt claustrophobic there. My finances were healthy, and I was able to sell up and move into the country. I wanted a rural life. I wanted greenery around me and peace and quiet. I was sick of concrete and noise. A friend warned me that I would miss sex in the city (not the television series!) but I was. Strange.Got a room in the VOQ for the night, being an O-5 has some benefits. Set up an appointment with the post PAC’s deputy commander, a GS-13 I have known since I was a 2LT, for the following morning.Nothing good came out of the meeting except sympathy. The wife had my duly notarized, authorized, legal unrestricted power-of-attorney on file and in-hand, and she used it. Called the bank – accounts and safety deposit box emptied. Cars sold. Boat sold. The main house in Sunbury, sold. The. .." stammered Georges."Oh." Green eyes twinkled. "Duncan did not introduce me did he? I am Lieutenant Deirdre O'Connor, Army of the United States and presently attached to the Office of Strategic Services."Georges' mouth gaped open even wider, if that were possible. "You're an Allied agent?" One of the best," confirmed Duncan. "And an old friend." I must say I wasn't expecting you Duncan," smiled Deirdre. She grew serious. "In fact, I was worried you might be someone else." Oh?" He calls.