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section7mfu“It’s the waiting I can’t stand,” complained Napoleon, as he and Illya crouched behind a bush.
“I would have thought you would have grown used to it,” the Russian replied. “From surveillance to waiting on intelligence, we spend a lot of time waiting for things in this job.”
“Oh I can deal with that,” Solo told him. “It’s this kind of waiting I have trouble with. We’re like coiled springs, waiting to be released when everything starts.”
Illya shrugged in response.
“Personally, I find this part exhilarating.”
Before Napoleon could answer, their quarry was sighted and they leapt into action.
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“I would have thought you would have grown used to it,” the Russian replied. “From surveillance to waiting on intelligence, we spend a lot of time waiting for things in this job.”
“Oh I can deal with that,” Solo told him. “It’s this kind of waiting I have trouble with. We’re like coiled springs, waiting to be released when everything starts.”
Illya shrugged in response.
“Personally, I find this part exhilarating.”
Before Napoleon could answer, their quarry was sighted and they leapt into action.
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