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Chapter One West Berlin (British Sector) – 1958 The four men were seated around the table, a map and a mug of coffee in front of each of them. They had all been in Berlin for less than a day and this was their first chance to learn about each other and what they would be doing in the spy capital of Europe. The overall Commander and their 'boss' was Stephen Masterman, retired Colonel of British Special Forces, who had been recruited into SIS after having a 'good war', mainly in Europe, where he had run partisan networks, conducted sabotage operations and carried out the odd bit of throat slitting on the side. It was Masterman who was standing, leading the briefing. “Just so that you know, the moment that you stepped foot on German soil you officially became a civilian. You are no longer