Episode 7

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Meanwhile, in Rabat…
Rentwich pours himself a scotch.
Rentwich: “You can’t trust the girl Gordnauld. She could be part of a ruse.”
The monkey-spy hiding behind the curtains leans forward to pick up Gordnauld’s whispered response on his Sony ICD-B500 Digital Dictaphone.
Rentwich: “You asked her to marry you!?”
Rentwich shouts and hurls his glass across the room. It shatters not far from the monkey-spy, who whimpers and slaps his free paw to his mouth.
Rentwich and Gordnauld both turn towards the noise.

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