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Chapter 36Agent Thomas Griffin was Marlene’s supervisor. Not a man who could stand being clamped behind a desk for very long, he was nonetheless the decision maker in ASIS’s department of international relations. His freckled face and blondish hair, together with his tall stature and somewhat shy demeanor, hid the ruthless and unyielding agent that he was. Lypsick, dressed in his usual grey, two-piece suit, was sitting across from Agent Griffin, looking stern. His clenched jaw made the scar across his cheek more apparent than it generally was. The CIA agent was trapped and he knew it. He hadn’t committed any criminal act on Australian soil and the only thing that would prevent Griffin from sending him home was if he tricked the ASIS agent into believing he was needed in the search and ca