The Fortune Cookie Affair - Chapter 21 - Double Drabble

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Illya brought the car to a halt and all three bailed out of it’s smokey interior onto the sidewalk. Kuryakin helped the other agents up.

They stood across from the bar as the NYFD rushed to extinguish the fire. “This affair is making less sense the more we investigate,” rasped Solo. “What the hell is going on?”

“I’m not sure. April found an unfinished bomb at a warehouse when she followed Angelique.  She was able to dart Angelique and take her back to headquarters along with those two buffoons Ecks and Wye,” Illya replied.

“Who started that fire?” asked Mark. “I could see someone moving about in the shadows before I lost consciousness!”

The NYFD captain shouted, “Gentlemen, over here.” The three agents ran to the alley east of the burning building.  Paramedics were tending to a soot covered, badly burned woman. Napoleon gently turned her over. It was Sylvia Barton, the UNCLE employee who found the message in the cookie that sent Illya running to Mr. Waverly.

Sylvia moaned. “Sylvia? What happened?”

She looked at Solo and laughed maniacally. “You’ll never stop it in time!” She let out her last breath and died.

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It will be interesting to see where Glennagirl takes this. As I told mura7, I have in my mind a path for the story but each of us sees it so differently and with different ideas as to where to take it.