Falling Leaves and Russians - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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“Would you look at the color in those trees!”

Napoleon Solo was standing in the doorway of a large house as he scanned the scene, but not with an eye for its beauty.  There was a sniper in the woods, and UNCLE was charged with keeping the owner of the house safe.

“Did you notice a very dark shadow among the yellows and reds?”

Napoleon nodded, his astute observational skills had found their man, as had his partner.

“Yes, do you have him?”

Illya examined the limb he occupied and leaped soundlessly from his perch, landing squarely atop the would-be assassin.

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Must be why Fall is my favorite season ;)