When you hear a bush rustle as you walk past a public library, look behind with the corner of your eyes. You'll find me there, biding my time, waiting for an opportunity to slink in, un-noticed ....
When you see a hazy figure tip-toe by the aisles of the library bookstacks, you know who it is, now ...
In public buses, in tourist spots, on the roads, in trains, and planes, in MacDonalds and in Office Depots, in all sorts of unlikely places, you will discover me, disguised as a regular tourist with cameras, making copious notes in my head about how these systems work.
I slink, I blink; I slide and I glide. I twist, I rotate 90 degrees and jump over walls and skyscrapers with springs borrowed from Inspector Gadget in order to avoid detection...
The results of my spying adventures are found in the book I told you about earlier. But please don't let anyone know that you know about this role of mine.
I know I can trust in your discretion . Any way, if you think you can be indiscreet with this secret, think twice... Ever read "Godfather"?
Signing off,
Don James Bond the XVIII