<blockquote>Foster slid onto a brocade cushion. Number One took her accustomed place at the head of the table. "Mr. Foster, I have a somewhat delicate and personally important assignment for you," she began, and Foster felt a grin forming on his face.
"You have heard of a former agent named Illya Kuryakin?"
"Yes, ma'am. He was teamed with Napoleon Solo. Retired, what, 10 years ago? Whenever Solo died."
"Twelve years, yes. He has become quite a well-respected writer in the interim – international relations and terrorist activity. Mr. Kuryakin is making a visit to New York this week, a speaking engagement at SUNY. Although he would be the last to agree, I believe he requires protection while he is here." </blockquote>