Dr Radcliff (he's English, so the Dr doesn't get a period), a meson physicist, enters a train compartment, along with his bodyguard (or assistant.) Radcliff is carrying a copy of the "New Scientist." The bodyguard (or assistant) leaves and notices that Dr Radcliff has left his coat (or camera) in the cab and takes it back to the compartment; the guy there isn't Dr Radcliff, but he is reading the "New Scientist." The bodyguard (or assisstant) is found dead on a pile of junk later. Radcliff is re-purchased from the Albanians and can no longer do physics; sort of like an instant case of ADD or severe hayfever.
Then, too, I do suffer from severe hay fever. Hm again.