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Have you ever wondered what the life of a spy, in the game or not, was like? Well I can tell you that it isn't easy. We have to keep track of our personal lives, our 'work' lives and, we have to stay alive. Sounds easy right? Yeah, not. I can not tell you how many times I have been in some uncomfortable situations. You don't believe me? Here let me show you.
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This story is a type of sub-plot prequel to my other book Declassified.
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