Eggsy stared at the departure monitor and heaved a large sigh. His flight to Boston, MA from Kansas City, MO had a large red "CANCELLED" listed next to it. He normally did not fly anywhere commercial. Even if he did, Kingsman would be able to work around most anything and get him to his destination. The problem he was facing now had nothing to do with where he was going. Eggsy really had no business in Boston. In fact he would be catching a flight shortly after he arrived. His whole mission that he had been planning for months all revolved around this flight.
His target was a man by the name of Kevin Tanner. Kevin was a quiet and unremarkable resident of a small town in Missouri. The only thing that brought Eggsy to him was his recently deceased grandfather, Harold. Harold had been in possession of several interesting stolen documents that Kingsman needed to retrieve. Six months ago Harold died of cancer. After his death the documents were still unaccounted for.
Eggsy's team wasn't willing to give up on documents of this importance easily. They continued their research for months. After what seemed forever they had finally caught a break. It appeared that he might have entrusted the papers to Kevin. The good news hadn't lasted long. Kevin was an extreme introvert. He spent most of his time developing software. After weeks of looking into this man's life it seemed like trying to even a get a few minutes with him would be an impossibility. Kevin was a modern day hermit. He rarely went out and avoided people like the plague. Luckily Eggsy's persistence had paid off. He discovered that Kevin makes a trip to Boston twice a year to visit his sister. The cancelled flight was his. Eggsy had hoped he might be able to find a way in by slipping him some sodium pentothal. A trip to from Kansas City to Boston was almost 4 hours and would give him plenty of time to chat with his seatmate in first class. Eggsy was hoping to have what he needed in half that. Maybe he could sleep the rest of the way. He was still jetlagged.
A harsh ringing interrupted his gaze at the monitor. It was Merlin.
"I figured you would be calling soon. What the hell am I supposed to do now?"
"I have been tracking his phone GPS. Mr. Tanner is headed back home. Airline records confirm that he has booked the flight that leaves tomorrow afternoon. You'll just have to sit tight."
"Sit tight? Here?" Eggsy glanced out the window of the airport. The only thing in sight was a field. "Am I supposed to shack up with the cows or something?"
"Very funny. I booked you a room at the Marriot. A cab is on its way."
"Perfect. I guess I'll just spend the night with Pay Per View." He said sarcastically. He knew he shouldn't be annoyed with Merlin. Missouri just wasn't the ideal place to spend his first night in the States.
"Kansas City's not really that bad you know. Harry and I were holed up there on a mission for a few weeks."
"You had a mission here?" Eggsy asked incredulously.
"Well you're on a mission there aren't you?"
"Yeah. I just didn't think this place has enough going on for it to have another mission, past or future."
"Either way I really encourage you to explore a bit. The city is worth a look around."
"I don't know…" Eggsy looked out the window again. He was half expecting a tumbleweed to blow past.
"Trust me," Merlin said. "I know at least one place you'll like. Go to Oklahoma Joe's and get dinner. Harry loved that place. It was the only thing that that would gladly get him out of that suit of his." He chuckled at the memory.
"What do you mean get him out of his suit? Should I change?" He glanced down at his own suit confused.
"Just trust me. You don't want to wear anything that isn't washable." Merlin was laughing now. "I'll send you the details of your flight. Let me know how KC treats you." He hung up the phone laughing.
Eggsy sighed and made his way to baggage. This was not the greatest way too start a mission. He almost preferred someone shooting at him than this. At least it would be more exciting.