Good Morning Readers,
Let’s wish A Very Very Happy Father’s
Day to all those Idols and Superheroes of our lives!!!
I read my last year’s blog today
again to take a moment and feel what this day meant to me - http://sundayreaders.blogspot.com/2013/06/happy-fathers-day.html
Unlike others, when it comes to meetings, spies don’t have hours and
hours inside a Conference room with cushioned chairs, projectors, AC and other
comforts. They also lack the opportunity of cancelling or rescheduling or continuing
the meetings. Their meetings have to be quick and no matter what, decisions
have to be taken, be it either in a car parked on side of a road or under
disguise in a busy fish market or while combating in a dense African forest.
Our meeting was also very quick.
Lesser choices provided better chance of ending it quickly and we had carved
out a plan and had already started preparing for it by the time Ram’s
all-in-one returned with buttermilk for us. The best option was to go by his suggestion
of gathering some information using his local contacts and his highly mastered
local language. And it was also true that our car could call a strange attention
from villagers and the spreading word may trigger any suspicion among the kidnapers,
in case the agent was kidnapped there. And it took just one short sentence for
us to convince him that we cannot separate from our car – ‘we have a sniper and two submachines in our car’.
Drinking the buttermilk not only
helped us drench our thirsts but also provided a little more fluids for our
system and soon enough Ram started giving us information on the missing agent
and Narayanpura, a small village on the banks of river Sharavathi with a
population no more than couple hundred, most of them either farmers or
fishermen. He gave most of the information regarding the missing agent verbally
except for his photo. Like us, he too had no clue in what brought the missing
agent to this village on that day. We had contacted our Chief and updated him
with our position and further plans. Though he had no information from
INTERPOL, he knew one thing for sure; their team was getting ready to fly down
to Honnavar.
With all the facts and
information we had in our hands we finally decided to part our ways. Praveen
would go with Ram to Narayanpura as his business partner and they would try
talking to the villagers and gather as much information as they could while I
would drive to Honnavar with Ram’s all-in-one and scout the local bar where Ram
and the missing agent were to meet.
We both set the timers in our
watches for 2 hours with a decision of no matter what meet here in 2 hours and
walked apart into two cars.
Then, leaving no time, Praveen
and Ram started towards Narayanpura in his ambassador while I started driving
as fast I could towards Honnavar with Ram’s all-in-one sitting and chewing
tobacco beside me.
I was not sure if the option was
right and if it was the best option but I knew it was the one option that was
apt for what present situation called in and no matter what it was going to be
a really long long day.
To be Contd…
Vishal…
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