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Chapter 01

Chamber of the Council

London, England

"You do know, Agent… that this is a long term assignment. It may even be the only assignment you undertake for the rest of your lifetime. Do you think you would be able to handle going so deep undercover for such an extended period of time?"

The Agent stood a tad straighter in front of the panel of suited men and women in front of her, the tiny movement conveying both confidence and the slightest amount of disdain at the query.

They thought she couldn't handle this? A civilian protection assignment? Clearly, they had no freakin' idea who they were dealing with.

But even before she could put these people in their place, a small movement to her side caught her attention. The sight of the small arcs made by the tip of a black umbrella against the polished marble floors made her swallow her derogatory comments and she settled for silence and a sharp nod as her only answer to the question that had been posed.

The man with the umbrella, who had thus far been leaning back almost complacently against his padded seat to her left, stood slowly and cleared his throat, causing all activity in the room to come to a sudden halt. Even the people of the Council, sitting in judgment on her today, knew to stop and pay attention when this man spoke. He held the ability to start and stop world wars in the palms of his soft, manicured hands.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the council, I know that you think this agent young and inexperienced for this assignment. I understand that the target is likely to become a high profile individual and that this assignment may need to last… longer than usual. I however feel that this assignment would be a good fit for this resource"

The chairperson of the Council made to speak

"But Mr. H-"

"Madam Chairperson, I give you my personal assurance."

This statement caused another abrupt silence. But the agent could feel all eyes of the council members on her once more, trying to see what they might have missed. No one could remember an occasion when the man in question had spoken of an agent with such confidence.

With a small sigh, the Chairperson of the council leaned back in her chair.

"Well then, I guess there is nothing more to consider here. Agent Gray, you are assigned to case file no. 127B. Good Luck"

The Agent stood in attention, bowed her head once, sharply and walked out of the chamber with quick but silent strides, knowing that she was dismissed.

Waiting outside the Council chamber for her mentor and boss, Agent Gray, as she was called easily tamped down on the urge to fidget. She had just been granted an assignment due to her mentor's assurance in her abilities. She had no idea about the details of her upcoming assignment but what could be so special about a long term deep cover civilian security assignment?

The agent knew that no assignment was small or big, no job was more important than the other and that no detail was small enough to be disregarded when it came to a mission. This lesson had been drilled into her and she had learned it well.

As she leaned back against the wall, trying to look as relaxed as she should be feeling, Agent Gray noticed another slim, tall young woman with sleek black hair walking up to her. The sight of her first roommate and friend at the Agency instantly relaxing her, Gray stepped forward with a small smile and returned the head nod with a friendly one of her own.

"So… did you get your new assignment?"

"Yes. Just now"

"Come on… spill. Is it another mission to Chechnya? Or did you score that sweet one everyone's been talking about?"

"I wish… The council isn't planning to send me out of the country ever again. Not after that debacle at the Serbian embassy. I got stuck with a long term one this time. Domestic I believe… It's some sort of civilian security detail."

Gray scowled at the floor, slightly scuffing her shiny boots on the floor, trying to contain the feelings of frustration and helplessness that reared up every time she thought about the incident that had taken place at a party at the Serbian embassy exactly two months before. Faulty information had led to their losing one of their own in a botched up extraction.

Though Gray had not been the most senior agent on the mission, she had gotten a lot of heat for going against her superior's orders. No one really cared that her actions had saved two of their agents from certain death but she had been severely reprimanded and her actions had necessitated her mentor sticking his neck out for her today.

"Hey… Buck up. At least we can keep up with each other then"

Gray looked up sharply at the grin on Margaret's face and her expression turned quizzical.

"What do you mean Mag?"

"I don't know the details yet, but I also got put on a new assignment today. Mine's domestic too. We can at least keep in touch"

"Oh… Is yours?..."

"I don't think so. It's not security detail per se. I think I am being assigned to someone as their handler. But all that hardly matters! I'll get my assignment details when I need to get them. For now, all I know is I have been assigned to 127A"

Gray reared back in surprise at the file number mentioned by her friend

"Mag… Are you sure?"

"Yes. Pretty sure. Why do you ask?"

"Because the case I got assigned to is 127B."

Before Agent Margaret Gold could reply, she spied the door behind them start to open. Motioning to her friend that they could catch up later, Margaret waved a hurried goodbye and flashed a thumbs-up sign at her friend before walking off. Gray might have been her sort-of-friend but her mentor, Mr. H was not a man to be crossed.

As the man walked out of the chamber, his ever-present brolly swinging slightly on his arm, he looked up briefly, gesturing with his eyes for Agent Gray to follow him.

Once they were inside his office, a room almost as large as the chamber they had left and furnished, if possible, even more tastefully, the older man took his customary seat behind the massive desk and motioned for the female agent to take one of the chairs on the other side of said desk.

"What is my new assignment going to be Mr. Holmes?"

"All in good time Agent… all in good time. I would first like to know, how much of your studies do you remember from your university years Anthea Gray?"


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