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    “Because we can’t be both lost homosexuals and spies,” Illya said, dryly, and sat down in the stuffed chair on the other side of the room. “You want our hosts to find us in a compromising position. To help our cover.”

    “Well,” Napoleon said. “Is it going to be that difficult?”

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    1 Dec 2016

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    "Why didn't you, then?" she asks, a reasonable question, and he turns his face towards the window, watches the Valencian night rush by.

    "I was distracted," he says.

    She is quiet for a while.

    "Distracted by whom?" she finally asks, and he keeps his eyes on the window.

    "I do not know." It is a lie, and he is sure that Gaby knows it is a lie, but she is kind enough not to point that out.

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    27 Nov 2016

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    Illya kills an American spy in Zurich.

    Three days later, he’s staring into the face of a dead man standing in his hotel room.

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    25 Nov 2016

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    In the first month of being co-opted into working with Illya Kuryakin full time at U.N.C.L.E., Napoleon stole Illya’s father’s watch four times, twice out of spite, once out of drunken curiosity, and once out of sheer boredom. After the fourth time, Gaby sprained one of Napoleon’s fingers and threatened to do worse if he did it again.

    “You are not a spy,” she told him firmly, dangling the watch out of reach as Napoleon curled in a wincing, fetal position on his Le Corbusier couch in his upstate apartment. “You are a thief with the self-control of a child. Now give me back my ring.”

    “What ring?” Napoleon asked innocently, even through the pain.

    “How fond are you of your nose?” Gaby shot back blandly.

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    24 Nov 2016

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    There is a part of him that says: you are not human.

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    20 Nov 2016