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Later that afternoon, as 1 returned from his room and walked through the lobby, the hotel manager came out from behind the reception desk. 'Er, Mr.Hazard?'
'Yes,' answered 1
'I don't think you've met my assistant manager, Mr. Travis,' he stared.
'No, I don't think I have,' said 1.
'Would you like to step into my office for a moment and meet him?' he asked politely.
'Later perhaps. I'm on my way to the conference,' 1 explained.
The smartly dressed man came a step closer, the said quietly, 'He particularly wants to meet you, Mr-er-1'
1 suddenly understood. This man was clearly also working undercover, like him, and possibly wanted to introduce him to another agent. 'Right,' agreed behind the desk and opened a door. 1 went in and the manager closed the door brhind them. A tall, slim man was standing with his back to them leaning over a desk. He turned. He had straight, fair hair, a bronzed Texan face and instead of a right hand he had a bright, metal hook. 1 stopped in his tracks. A broad smile spread across his face and his eyes shone with joy. 'Felix Leiter! I can't believe it's you!' he cried and went up to the man and gave him a friendly punch on the shoulder.
The face was slightly more lined than 1 remembered, but the man's smile was just as friendly and warm as it had always been. The man knew each other well - Lriter was in the CIA and had worked with 1 on several previous mission. They had been through a lot together and during one very challenging mission, several years earlier, Leiter had lost his right arm and past of his left leg to a shark. 1 was hugely relieved to know that Leiter was also 'working' for Scaramanga, and that he would no longer be working on this mission alone.
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