The Birds of Prey Affair~ chapter 8
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"It seems sir that Thrush was able to infiltrate headquarters through the water supply," Napoleon said." After Illya...Mr. Kuryakin ran some blood tests he found a substance that simply acted as a knockout formula. It was delivered through the water system and anyone who drank the water or anything made with it such as coffee or tea fell victim to it. After giving the drug time to take effect, I'm sure Thrush assumed everyone in headquarters was taken out and that's when they mounted a full scale assault."
Waverly cleared his throat. "Well then it looks like we'll have to come up with a better system of filtration rather than direct use of city water supplies. Have R & D start on that immediately".
"Ugh, yes sir, as soon as they've recovered from the effects of the drug, "Napoleon said.
Waverly crossed his arms in front of himself, fidgeting a bit as he didn't have his Briar pipe to finger or light up for that matter.
" I think we should discuss further implementations to defend ourselves our operations across the globe. I want Security to come up with some new countermeasures in the event such an assault ever be attempted again. There is to be mandatory weapons training for every employee of U.N.C.L.E. right down to maintenance and housekeeping staff. Jolly good idea what, arming the secretaries, but I'd feel more comfortable with, ahem, official training under their belts."
"All right Mr. Solo," Nurse Kelly announced as she walked in the room., "time to let the patient have his rest."
"My dear, I had enough rest while I was unconscious and I do need to have my Chief enforcement agent tender his report to me," Waverly huffed.
She smiled at him rather cheerfully. "Now now, don't give me hard time. Doctor's orders are for you to rest. Be a good boy, close your eyes and go to sleep...or do I have to give you a shot to make you do that?" She held up a syringe, a good visual to warn him.
Waverly was taken back by that, as he was unaccustomed to anyone ordering him about, much less threatening him. "That will be quite enough young lady."
Napoleon found that somewhat amusing, as he, along with every other Section II agent thought the Old Man never slept.
"Maybe we should call it a night, you do need to recover sir,"Napoleon interrupted. "I'll finish my report in the morning."
He winked at Nurse Kelly on the way out to check on Illya who was still in recovery. The bullet in his partner's shoulder resulted in quite a bit of blood loss, but he'd been told the Russian would completely recover, as would April, who had been moved from recovery to her room down the hall from Mr. Waverly.