After hearing the expected invitation from the other side of the door, I grabbed the handle and walked into the boss' office.

"Hello, boss, you called me?" I spoke, sitting on the chair in front of his desk as he nodded.

"Good morning, Percy. Indeed, I did. I have a mission for you starting from tomorrow." Mr. Carter explained the reason behind my early attendance. "Your job, however, is going to take some time to complete."

"Explain." I politely asked, intrigued by his statement. I usually finished my missions quickly.

"One year, to be more exact. You will be attending a private school as a senior, along with another man, working for me. He should be here any time now, I will explain further when he arrives, so I don't repeat myself." He explained, crossing his hands before his chest. "Make yourself a cup of coffee, if you wish."

I gladly took his offer, standing up and going to the coffee machine, making myself a cup of cappuccino with an espresso shot in it. I was just returning to my seat when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Mr. Parker spoke as I sat down and the door was opened.

I decided against turning around and instead waited for him to approach his seat.

"Good morning, Itachi." The boss spoke and nodded towards the free seat next to me. "Itachi, this is Persis Morgan, Percy, this is Itachi Uchiha. From tomorrow, you two will be living and working together in Los Angeles, attending the LA private school. Your mission is to befriend and get as close as possible to a boy studying there, named John Denver. He is the son of Peter Denver, a very important figure in the weapons industry. However, we are afraid that he is planning on using a row of bombs during the graduation ceremony and blowing up a row of hotels, alongside with destroying evidence about a murder he has been involved with."

"I am sorry for the question, but what does his son have to do with that? I mean, don't we have to get close to this Peter Denver man, rather than his offspring?" I asked, feeling quite confused.

"Your question is very important. Peter Denver is going to use his son to plant the bombs. You must know where they are and deactivate them when the time comes. I will receive information on the time when John is supposed to start arranging the explosives and tell you immediately." Mr. Carter answered and I nodded in understanding. "For now, you grab your most needed things, such as clothes, computers, phones, etc. You will be provided with unlimited credit cards, fake student IDs, a car, the keys to your new apartment and more information tomorrow. Weapons have been already put in your new home, as well as everything else you might need to communicate with me. The apartment is fully arranged with furniture and the fridge is full."

We both nodded and I slightly turned around, eyeing my Japanese partner. He was tall and lean, having a magnificent long raven hair, tied up in a ponytail. I could see two lines on his cheeks – a sign of hard work and lack of sleep. He was handsome, I must say.

"You can go now." Mr. Parker said with a smile and we got up.

"Goodbye, Mr. Parker." Itachi spoke, hearing him for the first time.

"Bye, boss." I said as well and we left his office.

I took a sip of my coffee and looked at Itachi.

"I'm Percy, nice to meet you." I smiled, extending my hand towards the man.

"Itachi." He shook my hand and I could see the hint of smile appear on his face. I guess friendliness just wasn't his thing.

"Well, Itachi, I will be seeing you tomorrow. I better get going and pack my things." I spoke and we bid our farewell, heading towards my room in the building.

When I opened the door I sighed – I haven't been on a longer mission for a long time now. That would be fun, at least this time I have a partner. Hopefully, we won't fight and annoy each other. He doesn't look like an annoying person. Itachi looked rather calm and reserved, which was good for my liking. Once, I had to go on a mission with another girl and damn, son, this girl drove me insane. I was on the verge of killing her at one point.

I shivered, remembering her, deciding to just let it slide and started packing my things.