Email to Alison and Pete
Jan. 6th, 2005 05:34 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
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From: [nathan]
Subject: you know what? Fine.
Alison, I read the file. I see the problem. I would point out that it wouldn't prevent me from dropping a building on his head, but... never mind.
Pete, I had a call from GW tonight that made it pretty clear a little purple-eyed birdie had ratted me out. I told him to drop it, and pass along any information that might come from any preliminary poking he's done to you.
This is me sitting on my hands and doing absolutely fucking nothing. Are you both happy now?
Nathan
From: [nathan]
Subject: you know what? Fine.
Alison, I read the file. I see the problem. I would point out that it wouldn't prevent me from dropping a building on his head, but... never mind.
Pete, I had a call from GW tonight that made it pretty clear a little purple-eyed birdie had ratted me out. I told him to drop it, and pass along any information that might come from any preliminary poking he's done to you.
This is me sitting on my hands and doing absolutely fucking nothing. Are you both happy now?
Nathan
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Subject: We'll talk when I get back...
Date: 2005-01-06 11:00 pm (UTC)Yeah, I told Dom the score. There are plenty of people looking for the fuck, and you turning the world upside down without regard to their work would only drive him further underground and piss everyone off.
But in the meantime, old son, think about this: British Intel want to feel like they did him in - he committed horrors on British soil, under our bloody noses, and that's not on. Politically, they probably won't be allowed to, because of his ties to the yanks. But they won't want to do nothing.
If only British Intel had at their disposal the sort of person they use for ultra-deniable operations. The kind of person who doesn't officially work for them, but instead just happens to put together a bunch of his dodgy mates, when there's a job needs doing.
Now, if you'll excuse me, the daughter of the French Ambassador to the UAE is expecting me. It'll see you when I can back, and you can get all shouty then, if you'd like.
Pete
Subject: *grumble*
Date: 2005-01-07 05:30 am (UTC)And you think you might know such a person, huh? Wish I'd waited long enough to read this before going out and slamming my head into trees. (No, not literally. Not more than once or twice, at least.)
You know, I used to manage to be halfway objective a good portion of the time. What happened to those days?
Nate
PS: By the way, I thought you'd sworn off ambassadors' daughters?
PPS: I can sense the baby. It's really kind of amazing.
PPPS: I just answered my second-to-last question, didn't I?