Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: 18 face with the Lord of the Spy-Rings, as he was unofficially known by those working under him. True identity concealed from all but the top drawer, the man officially known only as the Director was in his mid to late sixties, tall and trim, with short silver-grey hair and pale, watery blue eyes which seemed never to blink. Overall, his features were rather gaunt, suggesting serious illness in the past, or too many troubles in the present. From temple to jowl on the left side of his face he bore a narrow, strawberry coloured birthmark. No one knew if it was real, or just another part of his disguise. Most of the time he acted like a waxwork brought to life; he walked and talked like a real person, but there was something missing. "Ah, Lieutenant. Glad you could join us." Wynt said condesc ...
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