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I believe he knows my code name. I'll give it up.

Well...I really had no right to withhold DuMont's communique from the U.S. president.

Eh...it's kind of weak to throw a paltry loyalty test at you and then, after you pass, declare the case was already solved.

This section has a Who Killed Harlowe Thrombey feel!

All the way back to the book's first juncture. Let's visit the Center for Marine Studies rather than Dr. Klein.

I guess if I'm that conscientious about whales' rights...my decision to resign was fair.

Did we do the right thing reserving the secret cavern for whales alone? Maybe.

Running out to Galey Point alone at night seemed reckless, but the story seems to want that from me...

Thanks a lot, Obbard! I need more accurate intelligence assessments of potential enemies.

I'm growing discontented with the lack of a solid reveal regarding the mystery of the new whale song. Maybe future endings will take care of the issue.

Huh...are the Russians able to be negotiated with in good faith after all? Neither side taking the spoils?

Yikes! These enemy agents are too good. Taking chances with my life rarely seems to work out.

The bad guys have us wedged in. Let's go along with them for now.

The injured agent can keep. I need to go with Hans Klein to retrieve the other whale song tape.

Hmm...Let's delay and finish our conversation with Hans Klein. Get him to play the whale songs on tape.

I figured refusing to play along with the call would lead to a summary death sentence execution such as this.

What? That ending had a few too many confusing twists packed into a single paragraph.

Do I have the savvy to pass a secret message to DuMont on the phone call?

I'll get in the car with the woman and hope I haven't signed my death warrant.

Yeah...I wondered if lack of subtlety might lead to my death here. Why should they take the chance that I'm a double agent?

What an illustration! The guy looks like a cross between a vampire and Jervis the caretaker. Paul Granger does it again!

I'll pretend to be an agent sympathetic with their cause...and knock right on the front door.

Oh, man...I, the super spy, couldn't hit the shot to sink their raft, given two chances? And the villain hit me with return fire despite his bobbing on the water? I wonder why my luck there was the worst it could possibly be. My character comes off as inept and unable to catch a break.

My initial appraisal was right: yielding to the armed enemy spies in their submarine was not going to end well. I wonder if the bad guys still had the whale song recordings.

I guess the lesson is that the humpback whales will do their best to save you from the sea, as long as your tactical decisions aren't the worst of the worst. Whales can only close the gap so far.

The way these three endings are written is vague, confusing. Maybe I read the map accurately after all.

The whales saved my life again. I guess my side in this spy intrigue must coincide with theirs.

I'm still no good at reading maps! At least the humpback whale bailed me out so I survived my swim back to shore.

This time I'll have the driver play it cautious.

I can't say I'm second guessing my decision to gun it. You can't play it wimpy in the spy racket.