Ok, I own up…..it was me on the orders of the British intelligence and the CIA.
Picture the scene if you will, I was head to toe in Vietnam era Tiger Stripe fatigues (my preferred choice of combat ensemble when on operations), my face almost invisible with black and green camo, a boonie hat at a jaunty angle atop my Norman Rockwell painting of a head……nothing could be seen above the waves as I ventured into the vastness of the ocean other than a thin reed that I use for breathing……I moved like an otter, silent, professional, focused and lethal !!
As I reached the target area I signa