“Captain Yates?” The man said from the doorway at the far end of the corridor, where Charles sat awkwardly, still nursing the damaged shoulder that had sent him to GHQ in the first place. He had been trying to type letters one handed, when he was summoned to a part of the building he hadn’t previously known existed.
“Yes sir, I am Captain Yates.” Charlie replied.
“Good, good, see you got a bit of a ding. Nothing too bad I hope?” Then, without giving Charles time to respond “Come on then old boy, got something for you, might be right up your street.”
Charles stood and followed the man into the adjoining room, which turned out to be a large, well appointed office. The man motioned a seat for Charlie to sit in, then sat himself down facing him across the desk. Without saying a word he slid a file across the table. It had Top Secret and Eyes Only stamped on it.
“Read that please.”
Charlie opened the file and began to read. It took him ten minutes to complete the dossier. He paused for a moment, then, looking the other man dead in the eye.
“I’m in sir.”