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'You ought to join the CIA,' said Bas. Schemes were afoot for other programmes, but this first would always be the most exciting. Frantically she washed, put on an old pair of black sawn-off cords and a dark-brown T-shirt which seemed to be the only things Maud hadn't pinched, and started cooking breakfast. Rupert was her fix, but she was frightened how increasingly she was drawn to Declan.