"Brr brrr. Brr brrr. Brr brrr." Smash. That is what happens to phones that go off too early in the morning, especially if I'm around. It had left a dent in the hotel wall but hey I didn't care. It had stopped ringing that was all that mattered to me.
"Bing.", said the computer from across the room. Damn. I muttered burying my head further under my sheets. I had forgotten to turn the computer off last night before getting some shut eye.
I let out a deep sigh and slid out of my warm, comforting bed. Or as I like to call it, my hideout. Not a very good one but I couldn't hide forever either.
I stumble to the keyboard in a sleepy stupor. I tapped the enter key and slumped into the computer chair to a wait the yells of M. "What do you think you are doing?" I yawned impolitely at the screen.
"Chill out would you. Gosh my beauty sleep is compulsory." M scoffed at my brush off remark. "Not anymore it isn't. You re being assigned to accompany another agent." I collapsed my torso onto the desk in a dramatic sigh.
"Do you really want to do that M?"
"Yes I am fairly sure I do. I would get dressed if I were you he will be arriving any minute now." M signed off to leave me to get changed into something a wee bit more respectable than my singlet and shorts. The last person M had paired me with got sick of me within the first day or so and sent me back to MI-6. He just didn t understand my sense of humour. I was the youngest at MI-6. But I was also one of the best. Sure I wasn't the best but I certainly learnt from them. It was easy for me to trick my prey. My target. I am notorious and very well known. I am 009.