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The contact would appear near him, and then he would borrow a light from the contact while passing along the intelligence disguised as a cigarette.
It was a perfect plan, he and the contact had rehearsed several times, and it could now be done very naturally.
Today was the agreed upon time, and after lunch, he returned to his room.
After triple-checking the marked cigarette, he tidied himself up, ready to head out.
"Maz, heading out?"
Before leaving, Allen, who was playing darts with someone else, asked.
Maz smiled and nodded, "Just going for a stroll, feeling a bit stuffy."
Allen switched positions, holding a pool cue, "You should find a girl to relax with, they'll give you a good discount!"
Maz's face turned a bit red, he had been in relationships but never went beyond friendship, and this topic embarrassed him.
Not wanting to dwell on it, he left the company, and after his departure, the dart players all stopped...
