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The kernel of an idea for his retirement had come when he had been approached by the American, Mr. Knight. He knew the moment that the CIA man had offered him a well-funded stipend that whatever it was he was planning; it was going to be big. This was more than double his usual fee and experience told him that with a well-funded purse came an operation of great importance – and risk, of course, as risk was an elemental part of the trade. Information is power, he knew, and the only questions to be asked were what the meeting was about and who was this intelligence useful to? But without solid evidence, the head spies would throw him out. A little fishing trip was needed, nothing too technical, simple electronics really, a little eavesdropping perhaps. After all, he had responsibility for t