The office was decent enough, M discovered, although not quite the digs she was used to. Still, it had a window, and enough space to move around the desk that she didn't cramped. Maybe even by the end of the term, it would feel like it belonged to her
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"What's this all about?" he asked tossing the file on the desk.
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"Have a seat, Mr Blank. I understand you've enrolled in my class. I'd like you to tell me why."
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"I have a thing for women who resemble Bea Arthur."
"Obviously you know something about my background," Marty grumbled. "And if you know anything else you should know I'm not in that business any more. Just thought I'd go for a class with a topic I'm familiar with and maybe get up to date."
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M left the envelope where Marty had tossed it, and instead opened a file that was sitting in front of her. "I called you in because I find your background of interest. And I agree, you seem well suited for this class. Your record, both here at this school and in your previous assignments, is far from exemplary. But then...we don't really look for exemplary students in our line of work, do we?"
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"Now, since you're working for me, we'll lay out a few ground rules. First, if I ever find out you've broken into my office and gone through my files, detention will the least of your worries. Second, I expect my instructions to be carried out regardless of your personal views on them. And third, if you ever get into any sort of trouble..."
She set a cell phone on the desk in front of Marty. "You'll call me. I take care of my people, Mr Blank, so long as you do your job."
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"You can call me M. I'm with the British government, although I'm currently on sabbatical. A teaching position was offered, and I decided to take it."
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"I expect to have either your acceptance or refusal first thing in the morning," she agreed.
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