COVERT CIA agent, Alex Brenton, had just arrived at the crime scene, having touched down at the Geneva Geneve-Cointrin Airport not less than two hours ago on a sunny Wednesday morning.
Following protocol, the agent marched into the lobby of the World Health Organization, keen to avoid the pack of journalists that were all over the place. He noticed one reporter standing a little further from the rest, her back to the entrance. He heard her refer to him as the criminal scientific consultant.
After he had arrived at the airport, Brenton had received an encrypted call from his boss, notifying him that he should not at all worry about getting his cover compromised. The actual criminal scientific consultant had apparently "called in sick" and Brenton was his substitute.
The Swiss Police stopped him at the lobby. Scrutinizing the man's attire from his polished black loafers that matched his two-piece suit all the way to his face.
Brenton took out his ID and handed it over.
