Alfred had heard many stories about her. Some talked about how she loved to swim. Some talked about her gift with lyrical stylings. Some talked about how she was a horse breeder. Of all of the rumors and legends he had heard about her, the most talked about was the allegation that she was a CIA agent.
He knew he had to meet her, but he also knew he couldn’t just walk up to her and introduce himself. He had to be cunning and conniving, sneaky and stealthy. He heard her coming down the stairs. Quickly, he threw himself into a basket of toys and plotted his next move.