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Challenge: What’s My Line
Prompt: I can’t believe this is happening again
Title: Some unexpected answers
Author: mrua7
Word count: approx. 1700
Rain was coming down in torrents when Napoleon stepped out from his taxi parked curbside in front of an innocuous little used book shop that served as the entrance to the London Headquarters of U.N.C.L.E.
He pulled up the collar of his dark trenchcoat about his neck as he dashed for the door, ducking past a broken umbrella being propelled along the sidewalk by a gust of wind.