Vira you are going to be Sandy's Control.
"Oh no Mr. Donovan I don't think that's a good idea at all. Tad I mean Sandy, Her face turning red she looked back and fourth at each man as a trapped animal would. Sandy and I have not gotten along that well. Some one else should be his control.
Vira I don't believe it's out of any hard feelings between you two, that your objecting to working with Sandy.
I believe I know what I am doing here. You know this man better than any one here. There are many advantages to that you may be able detect tension, mental fatigue or even lying. I'm sure you both know the dangers of Getting romantically involved.
"OK, that settled, Oh by the way, Sandy when you come back here later, go see the Psychiatrist. The only thing he reports to the agency is whether or not you're mentally fit to do the work or not. What you tell him stays with him. You can tell him your name. Donavan laughed and stood up putting out his hand to Sandy. They all shook hands.
Sandy and Vira walked out the door.
Donavan yelled "break a leg." He mumbled to himself with a grin "that ought to screw up that Dutchman's head."
"What did he say" asked Tad?
"Oh He said break a leg."
"WHAT"
He knew I'd appreciate it even if you didn't. It's a theater thing it means the same as good luck.
Tad scratched his head this country and its people are impossible some times. In Germany you tell somebody to break a leg you better be ready to fight or run.
Tad and Vira went to her Office by around eleven o'clock that night they had worked out signals, times to make contact, code words and a host of other things they would need to communicate with each other.
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