"Thank you everyone for coming." A tall auburn-haired man in military uniform said, smiling at the people who were seating in front of him.
"As if we had a choice." A blond guy in suit and tie snorted.
"I've heard that, Mister Bjorgman." The Uniform said looking at the blond guy.
"Really now, Hans. I need to write a dozen of reports. Can we finish this up quickly?" A platinum blonde woman in a white shirt with a tie, black boots, and black trousers on suspenders said. She stretched her back and looked at the man in front of her through her glasses. Her hair was gathered in long ponytail and was lying on her left shoulder.
"Don't worry, Miss Snowden, I'm not planning on keep you here for long." The man said with a charming smile. He then took a folder that was lying in front of him. Opening it, he began to walk slowly around the long oval table. "As far as all of you know, for the past three month there was a great loss of information from our servers." He looked through the folder. Everyone at the table was following him with their gaze. "According to Miss Snowden there wasn't any hacking attack." His voice was cold and hard as steel.
"There would be signs in the network if someone was trying to break through the defensive programs." The platinum blonde said, looking at the computer screen in front of her. "But there is nothing. I looked through everything ten times. It's all clear."
"What Miss Snowden is trying to say — and I'm sure that everyone here has already guessed — is that this all information leakage is due to one ofour agents!" Hans returned to the place at the table he was standing at in the beginning of the meeting. In the next second he frowned and slammed the folder with all his might. "Only for the past two weeks fifty eight of our operations have been sabotaged!" He slammed his fist down. All the nearby things jumped at place. "That's not how we work!" He looked at people in front of him. It was clear that the man was not just angry. He was furious. "It's for the first time in the history of the CIA that we've failed so many operations in such a short period of time!"
Hans always was a short tempered one. For the first year of him leading the organization it was impossible to work with him. But then, just in few months, he'd proven himself as a good leader and everyone just got used to his sudden outbursts. Plus, Hans'd proven himself during serving in the army. So no one ever questioned his decisions.
"So," Hans took a deep breath, calming himself down. "The high command decided to hire a new agent. A spy, if to be exactly." He fixed his tie and leaned in to push a button on a comm. "Please, ask Miss Summerfield to come in."
In a matter of seconds the door swung open and a woman came in. She had long, straight, red hair, beautiful freckled face and amazing, astonishing ocean-green eyes. A long red dress was showing off her slim body in all the right places. There was a fur coat in her right hand. Knocking of her high heels was the only sound in the room for that moment. All eyes followed her every movement in which was only determination and self-confidence. The woman walked over to Hans and stopped by his side. The man smiled proudly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Miss Anna Summerfield. High classed spy and scout. Was serving in the US army. Rank — Lieutenant." He put his hand on Anna's shoulder. "She is going to help our investigation. And I've though that it'll be more useful and productive if Miss Summerfield works with someone else. And also I'm putting two of you in charge of this investigation." Everyone in the room went silent. "So…" Hans made a dramatic pause and his smile grew wider. "Miss Summerfield, I would like you to meet Elsa Snowden. She's our IT specialist and detective. From now on she's your partner."
Wait, what?!
"Hans, you ca-" The platinum blonde — Elsa — stood up from her seat.
"Uh-la-la! So sheis Elsa?" Anna smirked coyly, looking the woman up and down. "Nice." Elsa cleared her throat.
"As I was saying, Hans, you can't do this!" Elsa could have sworn that she felt the woman's stare on herself.
"Exactly the opposite, Snowden. I'm your boss, which means I can. Plus, it's been four years since you've worked with a partner."
"Because my last — and the best — partner became an independent agent!" Oh no, she wouldn't give up that easily.
"It's not a request, Snowden, it's an order." Hans looked her in the eyes, making his point with a strict and intense stare. "You're going to show her around. You'll introduce her to all our specialists. And you, Mister Bjorgman andMiss Summerfield are going to find out who's selling our information to the terrorists."
"B-but-"
"Enough, Miss Snowden. That's an order. Understood?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good." Hans looked at everyone who was in the room. "I hope that you all will keep an eye on this case. If you find something, report to Miss Snowden or Mister Bjorgman. That's it for the moment. You can return to your work."
Elsa watched people gather their notes, folders, and laptops, leaving the conference room. She turned her head towards Anna and glared. Who the Hell was that woman? She looked way too saucily for a spy. And that look that she gave her… Elsa shook her head, trying to get rid of that strange feeling she had. She looked up at Anna again. She was talking with Hans, but then she turned her head in Elsa's direction, like she felt her looking. With a smile the redhead sent a wink and a kiss to her. The blonde felt her face growing warmer.
"Come on, Kristoff," she slammed her laptop shut, "let's get back to work." She pulled the blond guy who was standing beside her along.
"Don't you want to wait for your new… partner?" He chuckled when Elsa shoved him in the shoulder.
"Shut up."
"Hey, come on, at least admit that she's one Hell of a hottie."
Yeah… She totally is. Wait, what?
"Stop saying nonsense." It's a shame that Kristoff saw that dreamy expression on Elsa's face. But it'd be better (for Kristoff) for her not to know that.
"I saw her sending you a kiss. I think she has her eyes for you, Els."
"One more word and I'll make you return me money for allthose burgers and coffees." The man didn't say anything else. The blonde smiled to herself. She always knew how to shut Kristoff up. They walked out of the conferencing room and headed to their offices when a high but melodic voice called for them.
"Hey, Snowden, didn't you forget something?"
Elsa and Kristoff turned around at the voice. Anna was coming towards them. Her hips were swaying seductively from side to side. The fur coat that was in her hand was around her shoulders, giving her look one final touch. She smiled charmingly and stopped in front of Elsa who… looked down at her. Even in her high heels the redhead was few inches shorter than her.
"And whatdid I forget?" The blonde asked sounding and looking (at least she tried to) unimpressed.
"Me."