Admiral Nelson and Others at Trafalgar Square

The bad news is that London is the world's most TV camera monitored city in the world. The good news is that no one would suspect that they would try to meet there. So while anyone looking for them would be searching for safe houses in the countryside, they could meet and get to the bottom of this mess.

Bond himself took extra precautions to see that he was not followed. As he casually strolled through the busy sidewalks teeming with tourists, mindful to NOT look up at any cameras. He made some double right hand turns. He went inside shopping centers and came out through opposite doors. Then he saw him. He was good. An older man, you would never suspect. Probably in his 60s. Bond cursed under his breath. Must not let him know he was spotted. If he did a break away, this would certainly give the game away and ruin the gathering at Trafalgar.

Bond had a secret trick up his sleeve for just such an occasion. The service hadn't even known about it. Bond walked to several fast food places and entered the queue to order but changed his mind. The old man was there at each place--no one in their right mind would eat at more than one of these places. He was being followed for sure. Bond got on his cell phone. He called for a taxicab.

"Yes, I'm at the corner of Piccadilly and Suffolk. I'm wearing a black fedora and have an umbrella. I'm in a hurry to reach Heathrow, can you get here at once?"

The taxi service said they'd be there instantly.

When the cab driver appeared and confronted his tail, Bond ducked into the nearest Tube station entrance and then ran back up and out the opposite side of the street. He watched as the old man finally shook the taxicab driver and ducked down into the tube.

The taxi service had done this before when Bond was being followed and knew they would be paid handsomely later by him.

With no tails to shake off, the cell members meet at Nelson's statue and are directed discreetly by Bond to go to the safe house by laborious routes of their random choosing.

Let's Party: With Documents

Anne Tanner in Casual Attire

Back at the London suburb safe house, the MI6 dead men uncovered their disguises and re-introduced themselves to Bond. Anne Tanner was the Group Leader taking on well as the daughter of Bill Tanner, MI6 Chief of Staff.

"James, you already know me darling".

A seductive smile crossed his face.

A tall but nerdy looking young man, powerfully built stood up, "I'm John Stoyen I am the gear and plans guy". Next was Kevin Heinlen a short but stocky agent known as the "getaway man" who cleverly mimicked the voice of Honor Blackman's Pussy Galore in Goldfinger, "I'm a damn good pilot".

Bond played along, "Is that all you do?"

The group laughed remembering the classic Bond film.

The shyest one of the bunch stood up and introduced herself; "Sheila Marks, I'm the Linguist...no cunning jokes please"

Bond was impressed and pleased.

"Right. We got some work to do going through all these documents. Someone order us some pizza. We need each one of us to go through speed-read all the documents, if you see something that sticks out put a post-it note on it with your color. Anne you are read, John you are green, Kevin, orange, Sheila, yellow. I'll be blue. The most hot items we turn over to Sheila to translate immediately"

As the night wore on like everyone was back in college, the team bantered about a recurring pattern of cables from Pakistani ISI to CIA headquarters in Langley, Virginia. Bond stopped the team digestion for the night's summary.

John the brainiac opened up first.

"It's quite apparent that the American CIA are funding and directing the Taliban rebels through the ISI"

The group didn't know to agree or disagree, so Bond stated the obvious.

"No surprise there. The only people who don't seem to know this are the Americans"

Bond adjourned the team so they could get some rest and start up the next morning. As the intel cell pours through and translates the docs, Bond under pressure with Op SINCERE cannot stop by for progress reports. The damning question is WHAT could have been so important that MI6 was willing to sacrifice 5 of its best agents--to give up its own young to the fire?

During one of the sessions Anne asked as a good leader where it was all going?

"Shouldn't we just post this all to WIKILEAKS and get our lives back?"

Bond laughed. It was a good question and a good way to get the documents into the open to get the sword out from over their heads. But Bond knew something as an actual high ranking agent that they as students did not.

"You mean CIAleaks. The famous Afghanistan leak was just someone at Langley copy-catting Daniel Ellsberg's Pentagon Papers. A Trojan Horse is embedded in the documents that there actually is an 'international Islamic terror threat' when really its CIA created so they have a war to racketeer profits and power over Central Asia. It's a classic limited hang-out. The creator of modern mass media Edward Bernays said the majority of people [25% have no conscience + 40% do whatever authority figures tell them to do] are driven by deep-seated emotions--not facts so it's easy to manipulate them."

John was quick on the uptake: "So it was a limited hang out".

"Yes, consider CIA Director Allen Dulles and the United Fruit Company; the CIA had Bernays go down to Guatemala to stop nationalist Arbenz from bringing real democracy to the poor workers down there by lying that he was connected to Moscow. He was just anti-CIA so they created a red scare resulting in the 1954 coup lead by E. Howard Hunt who helped murder President Kennedy when he, too tried to empower the people--and not the big Rockefeller Nazi corporations."

The group stood in silence pondering the perversion of politics and corporate greed that has always characterized the CIA instead of intel work.

"However, team we still don't have the reason why they wanted you all dead. We better find out soon. I have to go now to Aldershot for some testing and training for a coming op in the Indo-Pakistan area; we got to find out; make this your new acronym; GOTFO. I'll see you in two days, you have my cell. If you think you've got it, tell me GOTFO in case someone is listening--which is a certainty"

As the team fell asleep by their half-ate pieces of pizza, Anne whispered into Bond's ear.

"You know you saved my life. I want to give you a little something to show my thanks."

She took Bond by the hand up to her room where they made love all night long.