Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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("One-Shot") Braun was in the city going about his normal business, which was making another million that particular week end for Braun. from routine—reflecting the unprecedentedly legitimate nature of the deals he was trying to make. From every point of view it was a bad week end for the CIA to mix into his affairs, but nobody had explained operated than I had had any right to expect—or even suspect. from the point of view of the storyteller, an organization like Civilian Intelligence Associates gets to all its facts backwards, entering the tale at the pay-off, working back to that a man with a feeling for the essence of a gamble can make a man, Braun is it. That's why I asked monkey out of chance almost at will. "You're out of your mind," Anderton that their plotting has already been done for them—but it's inherent in the way we operate, and there it is. Certainly nobody at CIA so much ignore the judgment. It was Braun as thought of Braun when the news first came through. Harry Anderton, the messenger had been fast, and the gambler hadn't bothered to read the others looked him over frankly. He was impressive, all right. It would have been hard for a stranger to believe that he was aiming at respectability what a college student had thought to the eye, he was already clearance status was then and is now C&amp R—clean and routine). all perfectly fitted, all worn with proper casualness—one might almost say a formal casualness. It was only when he opened his mouth that One-Shot Braun was in the suit with him. "Mr. Braun, this is Joan Hadamard, up unexpectedly." Braun's aristocratic eyebrows went up. "Me? Hell, Andy, I don't know nothing about things like that. I'm surprised with you. I thought CIA our usual methods didn't come had all the brains it needed—ain't least they didn't do a thorough job. The We're sweating everybody on board the ship now, but it's my guess that none of them know anything the whole procedure was designed to be automatic." to Braun. "As you can see, we're Braun. One throw of the dice—one on over here yourself." "Right." He sounded relieved. Official people have a lot of confidence in CIA too much, in my estimation. Some day the job will come "Then we're all dead ducks. But CIA had been started the same way, by a loose corporation of universities and industries all of which had Braun wiped his face. "No. You why should you guess wrong? Your hunches have been working for sixty years now." CIA. I buzzed for two staffers, and in five minutes got Clark Cheyney and Joan Hadamard, CIA's business manager I looked up at Braun. He was and social science division chief respectively. The titles were almost calm. "Please try it anyhow, Mr. Braun—as about two per cent of their capacities and their time. I shot them a couple of sentences of explanation, trusting them to pick up whatever else they needed from the tape, and checked Braun's face was a death mask. and characterless. "Hello, out there in the harbor. along Braun's forehead and his upper This is CIA, Harris calling. Come in, please." crushed in his hand. Droplets of sweat began to form Slowly, Braun opened his eyes. Braun. If it isn't already too late—" Cheyney shot out a hand and Cheyney did not let go "Yes." "That's right, a dud." Now, at last, Braun wiped his face, being an egg!" "Don't move a man until you get a go-ahead from CIA," I said. "For all we know now, evacuating the city may be just what the enemy wants us to do—so they can grab it unharmed. up in a real bomb-drop." "A real drop?" Anderton said. "Are you trying to say that CIA staged this? You ought to be shot, the whole pack of you!" can't let you do it." "You passed your authority to us when you hired us," I pointed out. "If you want to evacuate without our The expression on Braun's face known Braun, briefly and to no "I might of made the colonel's idea come true. I don't go for tricks like this, Andy." a deadline on the test, Mr. Braun. by the brash youngster who'd barged in on him and demanded the lowdown, and had shown me considerable lengths of ropes not normally in view of the public—nothing incriminating, but enough to give me a better insight into how the union "So?" with all the attendant risk that that was exactly what the enemy wanted us to do." Braun was in the city over the week end. It would never have occurred to me that he still interested himself we'd never risk it. That we did do it in the test was a concession of failure—an admission that still a professional gambler, and according to what he had told the Congressional Investigating Committee with a vengeance. He was through, Mr. Braun. If a real bomb-drop was real to have you here, as an active part of our investigation. Your intuition for estate realtors knew him well as the ever comes, we're going to have of us, Anderton included, watched Braun intently, but his impassive face failed to show any trace of how the equation stands for the moment when the shoestring broke.) Joan had been following his career, too, not because she had ever met him, but because for her he was a type study in the evolution of what she called "the extra-legal ego." "It's funny," he said, "I was thinking of running for Congress "With personalities like that, respectability It was, I believe, the sigh of a man your ordinary criminal is a moral imbecile, but people like Braun are damned with a conscience, and sooner or later they crack trying to appease at peace with himself. Transcriber's Note: bearing," I said. "Braun's ten-point so much as pulled the rope to raise the curtain." "That's investment," I said. "That's his business." he's sinking money in them to appease his conscience, and if they were to succeed it would double his guilt instead of salving it. It's the same way with the young actresses. He's not sexually interested in them—his type never is, because living a rigidly orthodox family life is part of the effort towards respectability. He's backing them to 'pay his debt to society'—in other words, they're talismans to keep him out of jail." "It doesn't seem like a very satisfactory "Of course it isn't," Joan had said. "The next thing he'll do is go in for direct public service—giving money year, Braun had announced the for Braun was an entry into politics I hated to think what Braun's career might tell me about my own motives, if I'd let it. on it—" That put it up into Braun's like most uneducated, power-driven men, he had a memory as good as any machine's. that you get one, this time. Right now I need another favor—something right up your alley." "CIA business?" "Yes. I didn't know you knew I was with CIA." Braun chuckled. "I still know a thing or two," he said. "What's the CIA's central headquarters right away?" "Yeah, if it's that big. If it ain't, You're sure it's top stuff?" "My word on it." He was silent a moment. Then he got it. I'd given him my word. "You'll get it," I said. "Thanks, Mr. Braun." to Braun without stopping to breathe clenching his fists and sweating his whole posture telegraphed his controlled One-Shot Braun?" lick this project before deadline without him." "What good is a professional gambler on a job like this? He'll just get in the way." I looked toward the television

<question>:
Why does Braun sigh a relief in the end?

<options>:
A He remembers that his wife and children are in a different city.
B He gave Mr. Harris the wrong answer, but it didn't matter.
C He realizes he is not in trouble.
D Working with the CIA makes him feel that he is doing something respectable.

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D