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Vera sat at her desk, batting the swinging balls on her executive toy, idly wondering if there was going to be anything interesting happening that day. The hot Panama sun beat down on the street outside her office window, making movement of necessity languorous and deliberate. Perfect weather for the Panamanian Synchronized Sauntering Team's practice that was going on just outside. The sounds of the occasional passing out member was about the only thing to be heard other than the background music for the sauntering. THey were currently trying out a freeform performance and it did not seem to be going well.
Picking up the incoming dispatches that she'd stolen from Biggles' inbox, she looked over what the OSI HQ wanted them to be paying attention to this week. It turned out that they wanted the Panama office to pay attention to German and Japanese activities, especially the numbers and types of vessels registered to each country passing through the canal. She quickly made up some numbers and forged Biggles' signature under a report and put it in her out basket.
There was a request for information available on the Swahili Nation's activities in the lower Carribean. She ignored that. It was just Bois Aussi's attempt at padding his expense account and nothing to be given any attention. She put it in her Back to Biggles box, know ing that it would keep her boss busy and out of her hair for at least a week.
There was a request for a report on the whereabouts of one Magamont Montsnmags, MD (retired) and his current activities. She chuckled at the concept of having an actual pinpoint whereabouts or even a whenabouts of someone who lived both forward and backward in time. She put a "send further clarification" annotation at the bottom and put it in the out box. This query had volleyed back and forth to the HQ for about a year. Vera figured that eventually it would land on Lt Col Edwards' desk, at which point it would be used for target practice and would be there after be out of circulation for at least another year.
She picked up the last dispatch labeled Miyatake Family and read it through. Usually these she put in the Back to Biggles box, just for the comic relief, but this one was more interesting. Pulling out her code book, she fiddled with her Captain Midnight Decoder Badge Ring. She rang Biggles' secretary.
"Margaret, I need to get some reason figured out why I should go to Long Island."
"My name is Mabel. Any time frame we need to work in?"
"Whatever. Before the Fourth of July. And we need Biggles' to actually sign off on this one."
"Ill get on it. I'll slip the requisitions into his lunch order sheets."
Vera leaned back and tapped her pencil absently on the arm of her chair. She was going to have to figure a way to get Harv to ferry her up north, since this was going to require some of the unique talents inherent with having a talking dog as a copilot.
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