Suddenly No 5 leant forward.
"I agree with Anna; where is our president - No 7? He who called us into being. Why do we never see him?"
"No 7," said the Russian, "has his own ways of working."
"So you always say."
"I will say no more," said Mosgorovsky. "I pity the man - or woman - who comes up against him."
There was an akward silence.
"We must get on with our business," said Mosgorovsky quietly. "No 3, you have the plans of Wyvern Abbey?"
... and I´m back in a James Bond movie!