Standing beside the security guard I was this close to getting caught. I couldn't hear anything because the speakers I had on had got its wires tangled when I was trying to get out of the air vents. It was just me. My entire team was outside in a van right across the street from the building I was in. The entire mission depended on me.
“Hello miss, would you like a dance”
A fine gentleman walked up to me and offered a dance, although the security was in disapproval because he didn't like me. He couldn't do anything because the man I was about to dance with was none other than the son of the owner of the building I was in. Elegantly, I stretched my hand. Grasping it in his arms, he led me to the dance floor.
“You look really beautiful”
I pretended to blush, I wasn't here for compliments unfortunately. I was here for business.
“Oh thank you, you're quite handsome I must admit”
I pretended to give into his false charm. I had to use what I had to get what I wanted. After a few dances and glasses of champagne I insisted we go to his room for some “extra fun”.
He seemed interested because he couldn't get his eyes off me and that was important. Immediately we got to his room quickly, I knocked him off with a blow. Hopefully that would keep him unconscious for some time. His father was under investigation for extensive money laundry and I was here to get a very important disk that would be our investigation. Quickly I got his phone and was able to reach my people.
“Oct, there you are”
“I'm very sorry, my wires got tangled I couldn't communicate”
“It's okay, now back to work”
That was Carlos, my IT guy. He was the tech guy that knew everything about computers.
“So where are you”
“I'm with his son”
“His son?”
I eyes his subconscious body laying on the floor
“You hit the big fish Oct”
He giggled out loud.
“Carlos be fast, we don't have much time”
Noticing that he was shaking a bit
“Alright Oct, so the disk is placed in a safe not too far from the suite you're in, so you're gonna blow up the safe get the disk and use the vent to escape, J is going to be waiting for you at the end of the tunnel”
The plan sounded fine until I hear J.
“J is on this mission”
“That's what the big boss said”
I wanted to protest but I couldn't. There was no time and J wasn't something I wanted to deal with.
Quickly I made it to the room. Placed the bomb on the safe. Immediately I opened it, to my surprise the disk wasn't there. Before I could get up, I heard a trigger pull.
“Stand up, slowly”
It was none other but the fish we were fishing.
“Who are you?”
“Answer me!”
He yelled. I turned around and saw how he was shaking.
“I didn't ask you to turn”
“I'm an agent”
“Ohhh, the CIA. You guys have been unto me for some time now”
He pulls out a disk from his pocket and it captures my attention
“I guess this is what you're looking for”
“Yes, I am”
“Wait, is that a Russian accent, you're Russian?”
“Russian Americans”
“They got Russians in the CIA now?
I use my leg to hit his face and pick up the desk from his hands.
“I'm not in the CIA stupid”
I quickly make it to the nearest vent and slide into it. But I get followed by two bodily built men. After I make it into the tunnel. I try to run and look for where to hide. I try to look for J.
“Where the hell is J”
I whisper, I try to turn and escape and then I get confronted with them. I try to fight them, but I'm overpowered. Laying on the floor looking for how to fight back but I'm helpless. Then I see the bottom of them fall in front of me. I heard gunshots but I couldn't see a face, until a shadow walked up to me and gave me his hand. It was J.
“Get up, Carlos is waiting for us”
Ignored his hand and stood up.
*********
“Well done Octavia, this evidence would definitely be crucial in bringing him down”
Mrs Frent, who was the leader of our spy agency said. She had been the reason my life was like this. I was a lost soul, especially after my dad had died.
“I want to be there, in the courtroom to see him get convicted of his crimes, I want him to remember me”
“Definitely, any other requests?”
“Yes, I don't want J to accompany me on any missions anymore”
“That's not a possible”
With a grin on her face
“You know how he makes me feel?”
“Octovia, remember what I told you about putting your feelings aside”
“I will never see, if my emotions blind me”
“Exactly, you're one of the best in the game but you cannot cloud your mind with these emotions. Look J is just as good as you, you make an amazing team”
I give her a wicked look of disapproval
“I know you guys have a past and he broke your heart and there's a weird resentment between the both of you but you need to put that aside and work”
“Easy for you to say he's your son”
“I wouldn't deny that, but you could be me one day running this agency”
“Don't put those dreams in my head, I want to be free, like a bird. I want to live life, fall in love and do so much. I could travel the world you know”
“Well, that would be after your next mission”
“Greta, I want a vacation, and if J is gonna be on this one. I would really love some time to myself”
“Okay, if a break is what you want, you'll get it. I don't want my best agent to be fatigued in the field”
“I'm not fatigued. I just want some space”
“Whatever you say”
“I must tell you, your Russian accent suits you well”
“Oh no you sound like the guy we're about to lock up in jail”
We both laughed as we left her office.
The following week at the courthouse, I could see the man who was involved in money laundering get a sentence. Everything was going well until I saw J. Tried my best to avoid eye contact but J walked up to me but not today, I walked into the hallway. Taking note that I was running he grabbed my hand and pinned me to the wall.
“What do you think you're doing”
I barked at him. He didn't reply
“This won't end well and you know it”
He still didn't reply, right about now I had had enough, especially when he started sniffing my neck. I used my knee to hit him in his crotch before slapping him. He fell to the floor and all of a sudden all the attention was on us. Quickly Greta ran to her son's side and I walked out.
I tried to avoid him, especially after what happened on our mission in Spain. J and I had just started dating. I was in love, or so I thought. Immediately after a successful mission the whole team went out for some drinks and some fun too. I knew that Velma had a thing for J. I confronted him about the passive flirting but he assured me that it was nothing. So I let my guard down.
Unfortunately for me, I had a number of drinks and decided to use the restroom. When I was there. I heard some voices but I thought it was a random couple until I recognized J's, voice.
“J, how could you do this to me”
I cried as I ran out of the bar and got the first flight back to base. J begged, Greta begged but I couldn't take him back. Velma was removed from our team but I didn't make a difference. What had happened had happened.
I try to make it to my car but, as soon as I open the door, Greta stops me and slaps me. With my left hand on my cheek, I'm in disbelief.
“How dare you slap my son. Do you think you're better than him?”
She yells. I couldn't believe it. Greta had slapped me. I was too dev
astated. I opened the door and got into the car and drove home.
How could she, after everything J did to me. I wasn't going to let it go. I was going to resign.
I had made up my mind, I was going to leave the agency, after everything I had done for Greta. She picks J’s side, what was I expecting. I had already planned to travel somewhere in Europe, maybe Romania. I hadn't been there in about two years when I had gone to bury my foster mother. I needed the space. I had to meet the council to submit my resignation properly. Walking in, my eyes met with J’s. He stood at the extreme end of the office. He was the last person I wanted to see. I took in a breath and I felt someone patting my shoulder, quickly my instinct made me turn around to wrap my hands around whoever was standing behind. Unfortunately it was Carlos.“Hey, hey”He hastily said. Looking at the fear in his eyes, I felt disgusted with myself.“You don't have to be uptight with everyone”I removed my hands from around his neck, he was right though. I didn't have to cut everyone off.“I'm sorry, it's the paranoia, I couldn't sleep last night”“The caffeine is kicking in?”“No, it's
I could tell the story of how a top agent had to play the role of maid to spy on one of the most feared Mafia bosses in the world. “Alfredo De El” I read his name out loud. I had never thought a mission was above me. The intense training it would take to maintain my cover because I couldn't risk getting caught. The moment my cover gets blown it would be the end of the road for me. I stood in front of the board once more looking at each of them eyeball to eyeball. The irony of this mission is was supposed to fail, not to survive, I mean I wasn't the only agent they had sent to try and penetrate the cartel and if I couldn't achieve the goal, I wouldn't be the last. “Before we set you off to your mission you're going to go through a specific type of training we call armoury”Greta said, I eyed her with the side of my eye. I hated more than I had ever hated anyone before. “I don't need any dumb training, I can do this by myself”I said folded my hands, Greta smirked while I felt a hand
Pictures of dead bodies clouded in front of my eyes. These images were terrifying. Agents that I respected, who worked for the agency butchered. Videos of them being tortured continually played for me to see, was the aim to fill me with fear? Alfredo De El was quite treacherous.“It's okay”I screamed, there was silence and awkward stares then they looked at me again. “Put it off, I've hard enough”Said it like I was giving up. Mumurs continued and the videos didn't stop. I heard screams. I couldn't take it. I just wanted to break loose and leave that place but I couldn't my hands were strapped to the chair. After a few more videos, one of the men standing there got a call, I couldn't hear what he was saying but I was extremely curious. After ending the call he walks up to and removes the straps on my hand. Immediately my hands are free, I use my leg to kick him in his crotch and hit him with a punch. The other two come for me and I swing my leg across the face of one while I I use m
To be honest it felt good to put Greta in her place. She had done too much and now I wasn't going to take it.“Scarfaced is responsible for the treacherous killing and butchering we see in pictures and videos”“So Alfredo is just the name? He's actually harmless?”“From the looks of things yes”“Any weaknesses”“Yes, alcohol”“As expected”“You'd mistake him for an alcoholic but it's just an addiction he avoids”We both giggle“You know he's actually good looking, handsome I'd say”“So now you've got eyes for our mark”I stare at him sarcastically“Be serious, it's just… it's just umm”I get lost for words“A what?”Carlos mocks me with a laugh I clear my throat “It's just an observation. Thank. You”“You're welcome”The smirk around his lips comes to life.“So enough about my mark. Tell me about my cover. Who is Maria?”“Very simple. She is an Italian orphan who is loyal to her masters”“She sounds like a slave?”“She's supposed to be“Is that how Italians like it?”“That's how mob
To be honest it felt good to put Greta in her place. She had done too much and now I wasn't going to take it.“Scarfaced is responsible for the treacherous killing and butchering we see in pictures and videos”“So Alfredo is just the name? He's actually harmless?”“From the looks of things yes”“Any weaknesses”“Yes, alcohol”“As expected”“You'd mistake him for an alcoholic but it's just an addiction he avoids”We both giggle“You know he's actually good looking, handsome I'd say”“So now you've got eyes for our mark”I stare at him sarcastically“Be serious, it's just… it's just umm”I get lost for words“A what?”Carlos mocks me with a laugh I clear my throat “It's just an observation. Thank. You”“You're welcome”The smirk around his lips comes to life.“So enough about my mark. Tell me about my cover. Who is Maria?”“Very simple. She is an Italian orphan who is loyal to her masters”“She sounds like a slave?”“She's supposed to be“Is that how Italians like it?”“That's how mob
Pictures of dead bodies clouded in front of my eyes. These images were terrifying. Agents that I respected, who worked for the agency butchered. Videos of them being tortured continually played for me to see, was the aim to fill me with fear? Alfredo De El was quite treacherous.“It's okay”I screamed, there was silence and awkward stares then they looked at me again. “Put it off, I've hard enough”Said it like I was giving up. Mumurs continued and the videos didn't stop. I heard screams. I couldn't take it. I just wanted to break loose and leave that place but I couldn't my hands were strapped to the chair. After a few more videos, one of the men standing there got a call, I couldn't hear what he was saying but I was extremely curious. After ending the call he walks up to and removes the straps on my hand. Immediately my hands are free, I use my leg to kick him in his crotch and hit him with a punch. The other two come for me and I swing my leg across the face of one while I I use m
I could tell the story of how a top agent had to play the role of maid to spy on one of the most feared Mafia bosses in the world. “Alfredo De El” I read his name out loud. I had never thought a mission was above me. The intense training it would take to maintain my cover because I couldn't risk getting caught. The moment my cover gets blown it would be the end of the road for me. I stood in front of the board once more looking at each of them eyeball to eyeball. The irony of this mission is was supposed to fail, not to survive, I mean I wasn't the only agent they had sent to try and penetrate the cartel and if I couldn't achieve the goal, I wouldn't be the last. “Before we set you off to your mission you're going to go through a specific type of training we call armoury”Greta said, I eyed her with the side of my eye. I hated more than I had ever hated anyone before. “I don't need any dumb training, I can do this by myself”I said folded my hands, Greta smirked while I felt a hand
I had made up my mind, I was going to leave the agency, after everything I had done for Greta. She picks J’s side, what was I expecting. I had already planned to travel somewhere in Europe, maybe Romania. I hadn't been there in about two years when I had gone to bury my foster mother. I needed the space. I had to meet the council to submit my resignation properly. Walking in, my eyes met with J’s. He stood at the extreme end of the office. He was the last person I wanted to see. I took in a breath and I felt someone patting my shoulder, quickly my instinct made me turn around to wrap my hands around whoever was standing behind. Unfortunately it was Carlos.“Hey, hey”He hastily said. Looking at the fear in his eyes, I felt disgusted with myself.“You don't have to be uptight with everyone”I removed my hands from around his neck, he was right though. I didn't have to cut everyone off.“I'm sorry, it's the paranoia, I couldn't sleep last night”“The caffeine is kicking in?”“No, it's
Standing beside the security guard I was this close to getting caught. I couldn't hear anything because the speakers I had on had got its wires tangled when I was trying to get out of the air vents. It was just me. My entire team was outside in a van right across the street from the building I was in. The entire mission depended on me. “Hello miss, would you like a dance”A fine gentleman walked up to me and offered a dance, although the security was in disapproval because he didn't like me. He couldn't do anything because the man I was about to dance with was none other than the son of the owner of the building I was in. Elegantly, I stretched my hand. Grasping it in his arms, he led me to the dance floor. “You look really beautiful”I pretended to blush, I wasn't here for compliments unfortunately. I was here for business.“Oh thank you, you're quite handsome I must admit”I pretended to give into his false charm. I had to use what I had to get what I wanted. After a few dances an