“Frank; this is George. I’ve got our agent on his way. His name is Gil Marshal and he’ll meet up with our mule candidate in London. We think that is where the UNIS agent is going to pop up; probably on the same flight. We should know who he is by that time. I don’t think he will have had a chance to mess things up but we will take care of that problem right there.”
“Where is the parcel now?”
“It’s already in the Enviro-suit in Zurich. It is due to be shipped out to the Denver site in a couple weeks. Everything is under control.”
“Good. George, I can’t stress how important this is. This may be our only shot at this?”
“I understand but I thought that they were still uncertain about the possible out-come of this scheme, and where the mule would be when the package detonated.”
“That’s true but we’re out of options. If the mule actually traverses in time then we’re okay. If it is only an illusion that he has left the lab then we got massive collateral damage on our hands and it will be major CYA time; it’s our best shot.”
“Well, that’s the way it is then. Be sure that I’ll do everything I can to make this happen as planned.”
Frank hesitated a moment, then “Thanks George. I’m keeping my fingers crossed. There are a lot of potential snags that are out of our control. I know you will do the best you can. Later.” He hung up.