The Spy

They took one of his molars and replaced it with a poison-filled fake. To be eaten in case of capture, they said. Try not to think about it. He asked, Do you know how many times a day I get punched in the face? They said, Try to avoid that. He said, I’ll have to sleep on my stomach so it doesn’t fall down my throat. Sleep normally, they said. I’ll have to give up on women, he said. My kiss could be deadly. They frowned. We’ve never seen you kiss, they said, but it sounds like you’re doing it wrong.