The Fortune Cookie Affair -Chapter 22

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

My apologies for being so late.  It's taken me a while to hit on my big idea.  This is a double drabble.
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"Sylvia's dead?  And what did she mean, we'll never stop it in time?" Mark was asking as he looked at the body of their newly identified enemy.  Illya and Napoleon shared an expression that spoke to each of them as the befuddled Slate looked on.  He recognized that thing they did, that unspoken communication.

"You know?  But… ?"

"Sylvia isn't really Sylvia.  This…' Napoleon took hold of what appeared to be Sylvia's chin and pulled up a mask to reveal a woman whose face had formerly been unknown.

"This is Dr. Egret." Mark emitted a sound similar to a squeak.

"How did you know?"

Illya spoke up as Napoleon continued to pull off the mask.

"She missed something in her impersonation of the real Sylvia Barton, who is left handed.  Egret handed me the note with her right hand, something that I realized was wrong."

"But Dr. Egret? How did you jump to that conclusion?"

"How about we stop the thing she just said we can't, and I'll explain everything to you Mark."  Napoleon was already walking towards a policeman as he spoke over his shoulder to the junior agent.  April would have alerted headquarters by now.

Time to be heroes.

Comments

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

Thank you for a very good chapter. I love that unspoken communication, and their catching the wrong-handedness, and the last line. Pulling off the mask was a fine moment, too.

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Yes, two minds coming to the same conclusions... that's our spies.