Chapter one - Profile
I stepped into HQ and one person yelled my name.
'CAMMIE, HOW ARE YOU?' A lady yelled from a desk inside a hidden room and I heard a clang and instantly grinned prepared to hear her signature quote.
'Oopsy Daisy!' I heard Liz cry, 'Oh my gosh, Cammie I haven't seen you in a year! What happened to keeping in touch?'
She walked out grinning from ear to ear wearing a frilly pink top that would only ever look good on her. I noted that she had pierced her ears in the last year and stabbing pain went to my heart. We had been trying to get her to do that for years and I so wanted to have been there when she got them dine. It wasn't much to anyone else but to her it was a big step.
'Hi, sorry I had… problems but it's over now,' I said quietly. The COC had found out where I was on my last mission and basically hunted me for a year.
'What, for a year? That would have been scary. Are you okay?' Liz replied looking terrified. I smiled; she's so considerate of other people, got to love her.
'I'm fine; I just came in for my next mission profile,' I said giving her a hug, 'anyway, how are you? I love those earrings!'
'I'm good, thanks, Bex gave them to me. I got them done as a tribute to you.'
'That's really sweet. I got to go. I don't think Mr Bianco will be happy with me if I'm even later. See you soon I hope.' Liz gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek and I hurried off.
Switching to chameleon mode I scanned the place. Three desk clerks, fifteen agents walking around with folders labelled personal profile and sixteen offices that were visible, and three that weren't so visible.
Ten metres away from his office and he heard me.
'Miss Morgan, do come in. I've been waiting a long time from you.'
'Good morning Sir, glad to see you well. Sorry about the wait, I had a few… problems on the way back. Only took me about two weeks to complete the assignment though, here are the files,' I said handing a file over the desk. He nodded in understanding
'And here is your next mission. Please don't fail this one Miss Morgan,' He said with a smile. He knew I don't ever fail.
I took the envelope from his desk and opened it.
Name: Casey Sweet
Age and DOB: 22 years, born on the 19th of June 1989
Personality: Fun, cheery, always makes you smile party girl.
Likes: Movies, acting, salad, animals, people, running, boys and money
Dislikes: Anything with carbs, reading, poor people, or football
Well, she's, I mean I am very shallow.
Task
Find the man with:
Dark chestnut medium length hair
Tan (bronzed) skin
Sturdy, muscly arms and legs
Parents who used to be in the MIA and now enemy agents
3 murders to his name
An invite to Gallagher Academy
American birth certificate
The age of 21
Blackthorne School for Boys graduate certificate
Please do not say it! Do not say it! Hazel or Blue eyes anything but…
Emerald eyes
And kill him.
Sorry I didn't realise that I had put two chapters on here!
Chapter Two
'NO! Oh no, There is no way I will do that!' I yelled. And then remembering my manners I said, 'Sir.'
He laughed. He just started laughing at me. I suppose I looked kind of funny yelling at my boss.
'You have a problem with who you are killing?'
'Am I an assassin? No! You did not hire me to kill people for a sport! I am not killing Zach!' I yelled, 'Sir.'
'Oh, so now we have a lead? Zachary Goode I expect you mean? Well, you're going to have to kill someone with that profile. You know there are a lot more men out there with the same. You may leave now and start your hunt.' He replied calmly.
I turned and walked out the door without a goodbye.
'Oh and Miss Morgan, the reason we hired you was because we knew you would get the job done with exceptional results. Please don't let us regret that decision.' Mr Bianco called though the door but I didn't turn around.
