It's All About April - Drabble Tale - The 'Belize' Affair, Pt 4

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As they pulled up to the entrance of the Spa, April had to admit that it was gorgeous and the air was filled with lovely bird song.

"How lovely. Do the birds sing like that around here all of the time?"

The driver smiled at her.

"Yes, madam. The Spa is beside a bird sanctuary. The one you are hearing now is said to possibly have the most beautiful song of all wild birds - the wood thrush."

April and Mark exchanged a wry glance. It seemed on this mission, they would be surrounded by more than one type of thrush.

Happy Guy Fawkes day....reposting my story "Remember Remember the Fifth of November" (redux)

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Napoleon Solo and his partner Illya Kuryakin tied by their wrists, dangled above a vat of boiling tar fueled by a rather large bonfire just beneath it.

"This could be it partner mine," Solo turned his head, looking nervously at what was now several feet closer to their feet. The hooks they were hanging from were being lowered ever so slowly, making their dread build little by little.

Illya looked as this friend, suddenly spouting an unexpected bit of rhyme.

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A New Story-Chapter 3

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With heartfelt thanks to mrua7 for praise, encouragement and beta skills.



Friendly Fire is always a possibility in the career of a Section 2 field agent, when it happens; how they deal with it can either make or break them.

Link to Chapter 1-http://archiveofourown.org/works/2563967/chapters/5701682
Link to Chapter 2-http://archiveofourown.org/works/2563967/chapters/5717075


Chapter 3
A spring thunderstorm was still raging when Solo paid a late night visit to his partner, giving his coded knock on Illya’s door. He’d tried earlier to reach him by communicator and then phoned but there was no answer. Now, no response to his knock either.

Napoleon reached for the doorknob and tried it, discovering the door was unlocked.

Suspecting trouble, he drew his weapon, removed the safety, and flattened himself against the wall. Without making a sound, he opened the door just a few inches in one smooth, careful motion and listened cautiously.

He didn’t have to wait long.

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"Another job well done" ~ for Wednesday is all about April

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April Dancer took a deep calming breath. She needed it as she was surrounded by a squad of THRUSH goons who were hell bent on capturing her. She suspected if she were killed in the process it didn’t matter much to them.

They didn’t really want her, just the documents she was carrying in her purse.

“Hello boys?” She called out from behind her rocky cover. “If you don’t back off, I’m going to burn what you want...I have a butane lighter and I’m not afraid to use it.”

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