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thinking of the whole debacle. That wasn’t supposed to happen to an agent, the

                   least of all him. They had apparently managed to break the code to PET's internal
                   network, being able to track his every move. With all this information about

                   PET’s agent and Tom, they had an easy time kidnapping him, when he decided to

                   investigate to Kräsen Farm in Germany. For a short while, he sits and looks at the
                   internal, interactive map of the PET, while he uploads all relevant information

                   his service phone. A high-level map connected with a live update of locations,

                   showing all the agents’ positions, granting them communication between each
                   other.

                   From the restaurant opposite of him, classical music flows out through the door,
                   which is now left open and small crowds of people flows in and out from the en-

                   trance. Whether it is to smoke a cigarette or just get some fresh air, he can’t tell,

                   many of the guests still have their drinks in their hands; they’re all clearly drunk.
                   The conversation is lively amongst the crowd outside, and none of the partying

                   people take notice of him.

                   In this moment he suddenly feels a sting of envy. As in a flash he remembers his
                   own carefree youth. It could have been him standing there, enjoying a glass of

                   great wine, watching the snow descent towards the ground in a lightly, almost
                   dancing movement. Such a night it could be, and with his first great love Minna.

                   When he narrows his eyes, he can just manage to read the sign the restaurant

                   name on it: Francophile. Its letters is neatly twisted in an almost archaic fashion.
                   The drunken guests are not even noticing his parked car out in front; who would

                   bother to look at this anonymous middle-aged man in his up-scale car on a Satur-

                   day night? There are too many types like him in this area.
                    The interactive map is now fully uploaded to the system; the two dots on the

                   map, resembling the targets, are currently inside the castle and appear red

                   points with two luminous blue circles around them. He casts a glance at his
                   wristwatch for the fifth time this hour, an almost compulsive act. It’s a habit that

                   he got while starting out in the PET. He always enjoyed the craftsmanship of real

                   watches, and would rather use that than his phone. The luminescent numbers on
                   his newly acquired Tag Heuer shows him time; it’s 9.30pm.
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