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It had been [i]another[/i] long night. Brent Jackson had spent most of it pleading with Valentina, Bucky, and Stevenson that there had been some misunderstanding. He said he'd picked the folder up by accident at first. Then that he'd meant to pick it up and that he was going to hand it over to them the second they had landed in Tanjung Priok. Finally when it became clear that his excuses wouldn't make the slightest bit of difference he fell silent for the night.

Smiley had ordered Bucky to take the three of them out into the Indonesian countryside and to their credit Stevenson and Valentina had cooperated without complaint. They seemed to understand the drill. They were under suspicion by extension now and would have to jump through every hoop that Jackson did to prove they weren't dirty too.  

It was a few hours into the afternoon when Smiley touched down in Indonesia. Barnes waited nervously in the confines of the two-story safehouse and watched the clock. He was anxious. With Tiger Shark dead, they needed to know how deep the rot went and every second they weren't privy to that information left them exposed. Jackson could have given HYDRA [i]everything[/i] or scraps. That's what Smiley was on his way here to find out.

A wave of relief ran through Bucky as he heard the buzzer sound. He walked towards the front desk and glanced at the black and white screens. He smiled as he saw the Deputy Director on the doorstep to the safehouse wiping some sweat from his forehead. With a click of a button the fortified door opened up and gestured George inside.

"A three-piece suit in this weather?" Bucky grinned. "I admire your sartorial dedication if nothing else, sir."