One of the best in the tactical espionage branch, Sam Fisher, hasn't been that much in action lately. It seems like he's the only one left from his field. Always coming back and always being the last one standing, has made Sam one of the toughest SO...
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After having his belly full the other day, Sam thought that this is a time to get around meeting some of the Washington ladies.
His eyes were set on one in particular.
Tall, redhead, dressed sharply and with a very imposing walk.
Being the very resourceful man that he is, Sam found a way to keep a look on her from a distance and already had a way of contacting her.
As the woman was walking her phone started ringing.
Anna Grimsdottir: Hello?
Sam Fisher: Hey, Grim!
Anna Grimsdottir: What an honor! How's it going, stranger?
Sam Fisher: A lot more interesting and eventful than ever.
Anna Grimsdottir: Wow, that is a lot.
Sam Fisher: You have no idea.
Anna Grimsdottir: And I suppose you're gonna fill me in?
Sam Fisher: In a way.
Anna Grimsdottir:. And what will be that way?
Sam Fisher: Well, I'd love to tell you all now but it's a bit windy where I am. Better to talk in a few minutes when the wind stops blowing. Give me a sign when you can also.
Sam Fisher: Oh, and I hear there's a really interesting story in the Balkan Tribune. Reminds me of the good days of old. If you get near a newspaper kiosk you should check it out.
Anna Grimsdottir: Will do, hear you later!
Even after all these years Sam and Grim could communicate to one another in such order that they will make pass undetected on any unsecured line.
Now that same put Grim on guard, she knew what she had to do.
First, she went to the first kiosk she saw and asked the man there for the newspaper. He already had it prepared for her.
Next went to grab a coffee at her favorite place in D.C., sat at a table, ordered something quick to eat, opened up the laptop and created a secure connection.
She called Sam back.
Sam Fisher: Hello?
Anna Grimsdottir: No wind blows!
Sam Fisher: Great!
Anna Grimsdottir: Can you tell me what I just looked at?
Sam Fisher: What do you think?
Anna Grimsdottir: It's a black file! Is it just what I think?
Sam Fisher: Yes!
Anna Grimsdottir: How high of a security level is this thing?
Sam Fisher: Let's say, see it, get it in your head and burn it and no other trace of it anywhere in the whole wide world.
Anna Grimsdottir: Sam... that is huge!
Sam Fisher: I know! That's what I wanted to ask you how are things with the UCA?
Anna Grimsdottir: They just are... I don't really know what to say.
Anna Grimsdottir: So, is this the next chapter in Sam Fisher's saga?
Sam Fisher: It may just be so.
Sam Fisher: As you saw in that file, there is a new Echelon being born from the ashes of the old ones.
Sam Fisher: This will happen regardless of what I say but I am really thinking that is going to be better in our own hands.
Sam Fisher: Grim, there is no one more suited for something like this than the tactical espionage elite.
Sam Fisher: And we are it! We are the last ones! We are all that remained!
Anna Grimsdottir: And how exactly is this going to work?
Sam Fisher: Well, the president himself laid the foundation for it long before stepping into the office.
Sam Fisher: And there is one guy that will always have our backs. He is the kind of government fixer... but unsanctioned. John Langley.
Anna Grimsdottir: Really?
Sam Fisher: Yeah, really!
Anna Grimsdottir: And he is so inconspicuous with a name like that?
Sam Fisher: It seems to work very well.
Sam Fisher: Listen, Grim, we'll be able to get things done our way.
Sam Fisher: Last time around we put a big threat to a halt. Even if the bad guys went to sleep it doesn't mean it's over.
Sam Fisher: And it's way worse when they go all silent but they are not defeated.
Anna Grimsdottir: And you think this way we'll clean everything about the Engineers?
Sam Fisher: Yes! And many others just like them.
Sam Fisher: Also... our 'Empty Quiver' situation from Bolivia... with this, we can have the means to finally fill back that quiver.
Anna Grimsdottir: And for that you need the voice in your head on your side!
Sam Fisher: Dead right!
Sam Fisher: Grim, you know what this would mean!
Sam Fisher: As you saw, we can have the program back. The elite could be reborn.
Sam Fisher: I spoke with Victor, he can take care of the firepower.
Sam Fisher: But nothing goes without intel. That's where you come in. Your own division of invisible operatives that will save the world behind the curtains.
Anna Grimsdottir: One thing to say.
Sam Fisher: What?
Anna Grimsdottir: File management problem.
Sam Fisher: There is a fix for everything. Just leave it under the tray and order some dessert. Position 23 on the menu.
Anna Grimsdottir: Oven-baked spaghetti with sweet cheese?
Sam Fisher: Yeah... not that great but will do the trick for a quick meal.
After the phone call ended, Sam went back to his business knowing what answer Grim had for him.
Meanwhile, Grim followed Sam's instructions. The waiter came and took the tray with the file underneath to the kitchen.
The chef knew what the order was and just as a little special touch put a spice in the oven... just as it was requested.
The desert would have a smell of burned paper but as Sam said it will do the trick.
