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When the Ambassador's cell phone rang, it was mid-afternoon and he was just getting ready to eat lunch. It had been a busy day, but everything seemed to be coming together for the big show that night. The technicians were ready to go. They had been prepped for what to do without having to let them know why they were doing it. The men that would handle shipping were scheduled and the transportation had been set-up. At this stage of the game, no news is good news. The cell phone ring gave him that sinking feeling that bad news was on the way. He recognized Talisent's voice immediately. The Ambassador couldn't remember the last time he heard her sounding so pleased. She was still feeling good about the results of her negotiation with Spike Webb and since the whole approach had been his idea, the Ambassador was enjoying the moment for a change. He let her go on about how well she had handled it. She seemed to be enjoying herself. Then she gave him that last little dig about his part of the plan being the only thing left to do. As usual she was conveniently forgetting everything he had already done. That stunt with Roger Tango had gotten the ball rolling. The information he got from Tom Barnett and Nancy McGill was enough to develop the psychological profile on Spike Webb. And that's how he figured out where the weakness would be. Talisent never would have known to play to the emotional angle without his suggestion. Sometimes he wished he knew a way out of the deal he'd made with her more than two decades ago. But the Ambassador had long ago given up reminding Talisent of his contributions. Now he only told her what she wanted to hear. He assured her there would be no mistakes that evening. He told her he had seen to everything. And at that point, he thought he had.
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