Extra Special Agent

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The man in the water knew what he was doing.  He was very good at his job. But then he knew it, having spent the last fifteen years doing this kind of work. Initially working with a US Navy SEAL team, and latterly with one of the specialist agencies; he knew that he was one of the best in the business. Being one of the best didn’t mean he ever took that fact for granted. Knowing that one little slip-up could end a man’s career instantly gives a man that edge.

Barely a ripple marked his progress, not a bubble and not a sound as he made landfall.  He emerged from the sea in the shadow of a huge rock and on the moonless night. With his matt-black wetsuit he was almost invisible, almost. As he emerged from the inky water, he very gently removed the tank from his back, the mask from his face and lowered them to the soft sand.  He placed the harness on top, still making no sound. He slipped off his flippers and, easing his Beretta from its waterproof holster, he checked it and gently pulled the slide back, feeding a round into the chamber.

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