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" Hardly,” Erica replied, before Zoe or I could. “This place is a dump.” Alexander’s good cheer faltered. When he smiled again, he looked far more apologetic. “Ah, yes. Well, there’s been quite a bit of belt-tightening at the Agency lately. We have to keep an eye on the budget for missions now. Not like the good old days. Once, when I was on a mission in Gstaad, I rented the executive suite of the Hotel Beauxville for six weeks. . . .” “And he wonders why the CIA doesn’t have any money anymore,” Erica muttered. “But this place isn’t so bad,” Alexander said spiritedly. “Sure, it’s a little cramped. And it’s cold. And it’s unlikely that the sheets have been washed in the last few weeks. And there’s barely any water pressure in the showers. And . . .” Alexander frowned. “What was my point again?” “This place isn’t so bad,” I reminded him. "
― Stuart Gibbs , Spy Ski School (Spy School #4)
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" Why, I can remember one mission in Siberia, when I was subjected to simply the worst ordeal known to man. I was on the run from the Russians with Agent Johnny Cliff. We were off in the most hostile wilderness you can imagine, miles from civilization, with no food, no shelter, and half the KGB on our tail. But while the experience was miserable, it brought Johnny and I together in a way like no other. We were as close as brothers after that. Closer, maybe.” “Didn’t you take all the responsibility for the success on that mission?” Erica asked. “After which Johnny never talked to you again?” Alexander smiled weakly. “Er, well . . . all brothers have their differences. "
― Stuart Gibbs , Spy Ski School (Spy School #4)