Christian had made his way out to the same phone booth he'd spoken to Leroy in, and dialled for station.
He got through as Taylor with no problems, and was soon directed to Tanya's private line.
Tanya
Tanya had been going through applications for a secretary when the phone rang. She was sure that it was ringing now more than ever since she had retired from agent duty. She sighed and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
Christian
Christian hesitated a moment, then scratched his head.
"I'm calling to say goodbye," he said finally.
Tanya
"Good bye?" Tanya repeated.
Normally she would have asked 'who is this', but the voice could only belong to one of two people, and she dared not have his say it allowed - not with Wayne having tapped her phone line.
Christian
"I'm... going away for a while," Christian said softly, so he could barely be heard.
"And I'm not sure if you need be involved when I return. I'm sorry, but it's getting too much to ask."
Tanya
"I... I see," Tanya replied.
It was Christian. He was going into hiding and proably not going to contact her again.
"Well, it's probably for the best. Things are rather hot at the moment."
It killed her to say it, but it needed to be said.
Christian
"I know," Christian sighed, biting his lip.
"I'm sorry. And I know you know how thankful I am. But it's gone too far and I need to get away. Take care of Kit, ok? I miss him already."
Tanya
"I will," Tanya promised.
She was quiet for a moment.
"Take care of yourself, okay?"
Christian
"I'll certainly try," he stopped his voice cracking.
"Goodbye Tanya."
Tanya
"Goodbye Christian," Tanya replied.
And she hung up. Then realised what she had said.