Sigma Division

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Budapest was one of the most beautiful cities in Europe but Spicer barely noticed. He’d been all over the world but never took the time to go sightseeing. That was the life of a government assassin.

It was a lot like being a mechanical equipment salesman, he judged. You spent every night in a different motel, visiting cities that were only names on a map, and then you moved on. And Spicer couldn’t wait to move the hell on from this country.

“Yes,” he said in passable Hungarian into the phone. “Don’t forget the extra cheese. Köszönöm.”

He hung up and looked outside the window of his sad-looking hotel room. He could see the Parliament resting against the Danube. There were newer buildings in the background but the Parliament was the tallest structure in in all of Hungary. It was glowing with scintillating lights. Nearby was Gellért Hill, standing guard majestically over the river. At the foot was the famous Danubius Hotel Gellért.

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