Evening - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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Dusk was settling in over the little town where Napoleon Solo kept watch as his partner completed an exchange with a THRUSH informant.

Napoleon wondered who lived here; the setting was very picturesque.  He saw lights coming on, a sign of the approaching night.

Illya finished, discreetly handing off a payment as the documents were given to the Russian.  He turned towards his American partner, noting the wistful expression on his face.

“Do not let this scene fool you, my friend.  Their lives have as many difficulties as any other town in the world.”

“I suppose.  Looks can be deceiving."