"And I'm sure I could've done something if I'd managed to destroy them all. It doesn't matter. I think, ultimately, they had their fingers in enough pies that they were above everything."

He hesitated at the question, but eventually he answered. "Officially, I was destroying Scud missles for the SAS. Unofficially? I was a sleeper agent for MI6. And then, well, turns out I was a bit more expendable than I thought." He sounds particularly bitter about this. "Plenty of torture later, and I was the Iraqis' shiny new recruit."

The fact that he'd even been brainwashed at all was a major source of embarrassment for him. Especially since he'd discovered he was still pretty susceptible to it.

"Don't worry. I made it out alive."