Stirred. Not Shaken.
There wasn't a moment to lose. Two quick pulls of the trigger took out the guards. Two quick twists on the pick unlocked the door. Within two minutes I strolled out the back with the launch codes, $50,000, and the startled, yet lovely secretary.
Breathlessly she asked my name.
Mauldin. Alex Mauldin.
Almost seems plausible, doesn't it?
Got the idea from enrolling in the BBC's Spy Academy . Try it yourself, and one day, you'll be as dorky as me.
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