Undercover spy mission as may be seen in chapter twenty-one of the book: How to train a wild puppy dog named, Manley.
Before the mission, Manley had was to get himself in spy-game mode, a heightened state of readiness. From his mind down to his socks. And ready he was.
Now, grab a bowl of popcorn and come watch the Manley-man in action.Chapter Twenty-one
Sly spy mission
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As I approached him I would have coughed into the crooks of my sleeve - a cough, cough.
“Hi,” I said, “can you help me out here? I need to find a bottle of Ferrol compound, good for coughs and cold I was told,” cough, cough. This is the perfect camouflage for me, I’ll be using it to enhance my disguise, I will sure be coughing a lot when I get up to the counter too. Kamal points me to a shelf around the bend.
I had gone in and out of there before. That was to seek out the farthest most discreet corner where I could talk to Kamal alone, without being seen or overheard by the mother, so it wasn't by coincidence that I had chosen to ask for Ferrol compound.
Once he was standing there in front of the shelf where the items were stacked, I start dismantling my disguise.
“Look.” I said, “I am here to talk to you privately and quickly, so keep it down as much as you can and let's get it over and done with.”
“What is this about?” He asked, a cold and frightened look suddenly plastered on his face.
“Libby, it’s about Libby,” I said rather directly. “Where is she, what happened to her?”
“She, she, Libby is on her way to India... At this very moment, she is to be married to someone there in a few weeks.”
“India eh!” I said, “it had better be because if not, I can be your worst nightmare. You see Kamal, I know a lot about you, and them, your parents, and when I say a lot? I mean an awful lot. And I do know how to use what I know and use it, I will. So for your sake my friend, I do hope that you are actually telling me the truth here, strange though it may seem to you now.” I would have said this as I plant a firm and heavy hand on his sinking shoulder.
As I replaced my disguises, I added that “I'll be heading back to base now to start the process of verifying your claims.”
I was early on the scene
I was early on the scene but not as early as he was. Kamal was already there, he arrived in the truck and back up into the alleyway to get to the delivery door, I saw it at this point when I had turned the corner three blocks down. I move into position, parked and sat in my car and then zoom in with my spy-lensed eyes on the happenings as it went down, he slid like the slime-ball he is, out of the truck and hopped around it to get to the side door of the store.
Having a bunch of keys in his hand he went and open up the door and enter inside. After about fifteen anxious minutes, anxious on my part that is, while he was inside of the building, and hence outside of the scope of my vision, I waited.
He came back outside by way of the rear delivery door, then proceeded to open up the push-up garage-type door on the tail end of the truck and climb in.
I could not see him anymore from where I was sitting there inside of my car and watching the scene, but I'd assumed that he was moving around, or shifting the products down closer to the tail end of the vehicle in order to get them out of there, I was right.
He would have climbed back down off of the tail end of the truck and proceeded to move carton boxes from the truck to the store by way of the same back door out of which he had come earlier. Just then, a young man came by and greeted him, and then promptly joined in into the unloading task.
Next, there was the taxi cab, the motorized workhorse of Mr. Dahoust which arrived, bringing along the mother Mrs. Luba Dahoust with him.
They both got out and went to the back of the truck and exchanged words with Kamal, they didn’t seem to even notice that the other young man was there. And then both of them turned and went inside the store, both the man and his wife. Leaving the other two younger men to carry on with the task of unloading the truck...
I would have used that open window of opportunity to pull out of the spot where I was parked in a position parallel to both the store and the delivery truck which they were unloading, I did this without being noticed by them, I was sure, and then I circled around the block and came back to park plumb in front of the store, where I sat and waited until the store finally opened up proper for business.
I also watched as Mr. Dahoust climb back into his car and drove away about five minutes later, off to work I assumed. I remain seated for about another five or six minutes and then, when I saw that there were enough people who had gone inside of the store to do their various business in there, and which would have certainly been enough of them to provide sufficient cover for me as I go about running my sly spy errands.
Having all those bases now covered, I went inside and point my nose towards the farthest corner of the shopping spaces on the floor, far away from the direct prying eyes of the proprietors. I spotted the target there, or maybe it was the target that had spotted me since I did not know before-hand what I was going in there to pick up. However, it was that unique item which just stood out in my eyes and in my memory, and it also happened to be something that could fit perfectly well into my undercover spy plan. It was the blue carton box containing the bottle of Ferrol compound. I turned around and walked briskly back outside, being careful to keep my empty hands in plain view so as not to be soliciting any suspicion from anyone, or of me being mistaken by them for being a shoplifter, while at the same time, keeping my face as far from their view and as disfigured out of shape as possible, so that they would not be able to recognize me, be it at the present time or at some other time in the future, like when I shall return in the next couple of minutes for example.
I then hopped back into the car and drove away, doing the rounds yet again, I looped back around and stopped, almost at the same place where I was parked at the first time while watching the unloading go down. That exact spot was taken by another vehicle but just across from there, there was an open slot on the other side of the road so I park there. I then set about re-arranging my attire and hence, my appearance by putting on the other, oversized coat and a scarf, the too hot for this current temperature Russian winter hat, and the fake reading glasses which I had picked up at the dollar store on the way there. I was already burning up, but, a man has got to do what a man has got to do. Right?
So I return to the store and headed straight to the point where I already knew that I would find the Ferrol compound.
I was way too hot in my camouflage outfit to be dilly-dallying around fake shopping, just go in, get it done and out again. And the rest, as they say, is history. That’s it my friends. Come again tomorrow for more.
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Extra, extra. On this day in history
Mon. February 18
2006 - American Shani Davis won the men's 1,000-meter speedskating in Turin. He was the first black athlete to win an individual gold medal in Winter Olympic history.
1953 - Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz signed a contract worth $8,000,000 to continue the "I Love Lucy" TV show through 1955.
1885 - Mark Twain's "Adventures of Huckleberry Finn" was published in the U.S. for the first time.
1841 - The first continuous filibuster in the U.S. Senate began. It lasted until March 11th.
1564 - The artist Michelangelo died in Rome.
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