Chapter One
Unknown POV
"Ready? Test 1 commencing in 3, 2, 1….
Bella's POV
"Swan! Get in here!" I sighed, loping off into Daniel's office. He was basically the god of the FBI, he practically ran everything.
"Yes?" He gave me a spiteful look, and then proceeded to tell me, "Go to the tech lab, the boys are asking to see you, it's about a new mission we have received just this morning, not five hours ago." I raised an eyebrow. "What, exactly, would that mission be?" He shook his head, and merely pointed to the door.
Alice's POV
"Calvin Klein, over there, Abigail, I need the new Kors, Shiseido, and NARS makeup lines out on the floor, pronto. David, we need the Vera Wang line as well as the Louis Vuitton product out on floor B, taken into inventory, and modeled on the window mannequins in the next five minutes. Alyssa, restock our Okra line, it's been selling like there's no tomorrow." I took in a gulp of air, stopping, until I realized that they, too, were resting, by my side. "What on earth are you all doing? We open in two hours! Go! Go!" I shooed them away with snaps and hand gestures, in a frantic manner.
When I reached my office, I plopped down on my leather chair and closed my eyes for a second, but quickly snapped them open and did a double take at the scarlet envelope on my desk. "Hmm, odd." I murmured aloud to myself, grasping the odd looking article in my hands. I reached for my envelope knife, and lazily opened the blood red thing in my hands. There was red ink spattered on the cover of the parchment inside, and it was still wet. I gagged jokingly, and flipped the card open, before promptly dropping the horrible paper to the floor.
Goodbye, Alice Cullen.
In that moment, I picked out the noise of a ticking/beeping, coming from my drawer. A bomb. I screamed, running from my office, and, just as I slammed the door, it imploded, sending shrapnel everywhere, and me flying into a cubicle.
Bella's POV
"Mike, Emmett, Jasper?! What the hell is this so called mission?" I practically yelled, curious beyond belief now. They laughed, and Jasper said, "I take it you haven't met the new agent, from the CIA, and he's already been assigned to his own case." he half-mumbled the last part of the reply. I rolled my eyes.
"Jasper, right now, I could honestly care less who the hell the guy is, I just wanna know what the stupid case i-" I heard an amused chuckle from behind me. I froze, eyes narrowed, and said comically, "He's right behind me, isn't he?" the three techies all tried unsuccessfully to contain their laughter as I turned, and came face to face with the most beautiful person I had ever come upon in my sorry excuse for a life. I shook off my wonder, but not without trouble, and managed to say somehow, "Yes? Would you by any chance happen to know what the hell this fricking mission is?" He laughed, nodding, and I motioned for him to elaborate on said information, but he then shook his head, confusing me completely. I raised an eyebrow, questioningly, and he blinked, looking baffled, before continuing. However, what he said to me next was not what I wanted to hear in the slightest.
"Why yes, Miss Swan, I do know all about said case, however, I am not to share this information on this certain subject with you, not because I can't, but because I don't want to, you'd detriment the case, and it doesn't involve you in any way, shape, or form. However, you are welcome to stay while I look for another suitable female agent to fit this case, although, if you don't, then all the more happier."
Baffled by his biting and extremely biased and rude remarks, I narrowed my eyes and growled at him. "You know what, I think I'll stay, hun." When I finished my sentence, he growled, taking me off my game for a few milliseconds. But I mentally slapped myself. He's mad, remember?!
Without another word, we both took a seat in front of the wall of computers. Mike giggled in a very girly way and said, "Look, my daughter got this Barbie thing, you can take photos and dress people up in whatever." He clapped his hands and opened two windows. One was the Barbie website, another was our database, listing every agent up until the exact time in the present. It was highly advanced, and totally dealy, now that I realized what they were doing.