Endeavoring to look as inconspicuous as possible, Omar began to divulge all the state secret that he knew to his operative, Louis. Their relationship was a curious one. After over ten years of collaboration, neither knew anything about the “Other.” Both were married, but their wives had never met. They both had children, yet they didn’t even know the names of the other’s children. Despite the paucity of information that they possessed on one another, their bond was tight. If Omar stubbed his toe, Louis would cry out in pain. They were like twins who had been separated at birth.
“Speak up, Omar!” Louis chided. “I can barely hear you.”
