Disclaimer: I do not own Need For Speed Undercover, it's ideas, characters or NFS in general. Also I do not own any of the automotive brands mentioned (unfortunately).
I must be honest here, I hate sod's law. I wasn't going to do this as soon as I am but whatever, it's on paper so I might as well do it now. By the way, just for this story Keller's CIA.
Chapter 1.
3 years ago
"Seth? Seth? For fuck sake Seth answer the bloody phone!" Not something you want to wake up to at 3 in the morning; your duty sergeant shouting at you from the answer phone.
Seth was a twenty something year old working for British Intelligence. He wasn't one of the most experienced intelligence officers in the world, but all of his superiors thought that he was a great asset to Britain. However, un-be-known to him, he was about to become an asset to the US too.
When the duty sergeant really started to shout at him, he knew it was high time that he answered it.
"Sarge," a half awake but alert response to all the shouting was all that was needed.
"Fucking finally. I nearly sent out a search and rescue team to find you. I need you to come down here ASAP Seth. Something important has come up." For a duty sergeant, he wasn't calm or clear Seth thought to himself.
"What's so important for you to ring me up at three in the bloody morning? Sir." Seth was anything but an early bird, so he wasn't in the best of moods.
"Never over the phone Seth, you should know that by now." Then he hung up. And with that, Seth got ready and left.
Seth had been told to go straight to his boss's office, when he walked in, he immediately regretted answering the phone earlier.
"Ah Seth, nice of you to show up. This is Lieutenant Jack Keller and Detective Chase Linh." Lt Keller was CIA and worked in internal affairs in the US and Detective Linh was FBI. So in effect Keller did almost the same stuff as the Feds, but that was beside the point.
"Lt Keller and Detective Linh, this is Seth Hill." The Yanks made their pleasantries before they all sat down. The Lieutenant opened a file in-front of him. It wasn't a surprise to see Seth's photo on the front of the document.
"I'm told by your superiors Mr Hill that you're the best driver in all of the Britain's Intelligence services. And your file appears to reflect that." The yank was much better at his job then Seth's duty sergeant. Calm and clear and obviously not afraid of what everyone thought of him.
"What's your point?" Seth was once part of a small but respectable gang in his hometown of Southbourne. He'd also gained a reputation for being the best street racer they never caught.
"My point is; we need your help."
That was three years ago, and between then and now; it had all gone to shit.
Right that's the first chapter done. And yeah the swearing was necessary. Anyway I don't want to diddle about with the undercover bit in the US too much so don't expect to be hearing about what happens in America too much. This story is about what happens in the UK.
Hope you enjoyed this however, and please read and review as it does help.
