VietnamThe new airport terminal at Ho Chi Minh City glimmered in the morning light as Sabine made her way through the crowds to the waiting limousine. Normally as a senior member of the movement and The Teachers trusted confident she would be entitled to use the helicopter, but on this occasion it wasn’t available, besides she wanted time to think. She was not looking forward to the meeting, it would likely be difficult to explain the disappointing news and any meeting with The Teacher was difficult enough. Tall, elegant, fiery and naturally auburn haired she was ambitious for power. She used her looks and figure to achieve what she wanted and though naturally red haired, she dyed her hair various colours depending on the assignments in hand. Last year it had been blonde but she had now re
