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BPOV

Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep...

'Eurgh, ' I groaned in a muffled tone as I threw my hand out to stifle my alarm. But my eyes flashed open as I felt steel metal connect with my hand instead of plastic. I sat up in a flash, and looked around me, both my eyes alert and ready for attack.

Where am I? I thought. This looks like a hospital. Have I been hurt? What's going on?

I pulled my hair tie out and snapped it open with a small crack. I felt around the outside of the hair tie and found what I was looking for, a small metal button. I pushed it and my tiny dagger ejected itself from my hair tie. I jumped out of bed and crept around the edge of the room. All my obvious weapons had been stripped off me, and my clothes too. I was in a simple white nightgown. Gross, I thought. I look more like Florence Nightingale then a secret agent.

I carefully picked the lock of my door and crept out slowly, just to bump into Mike, who was holding two coffees and a muffin.

"Hi Bella! Would you like a muffin? It's crunchy!"

I glared at him and said, "Where am I?" Mike laughed and said cheerily (a bit too cheerily- I suspected he liked seeing me in a nightgown)

"You're in hospital, Bella!" My eyes widened and I automatically reached for my communicator before I realised it wasn't there. Mike grinned at me again and my bad mood soared into climax.

"Alright then, Michael." I said, all business. " First, I want my stuff back. Second, I want to talk to the boss. Where is he? And third, give me that coffee."

***

An hour later, I was sitting on my hospital bed, getting the full download from the boss. Or, should I say, lecture.

"You were knocked out downstairs. I immediately went downstairs to see who had done it, and saw it was an assassin. Someone is trying to kill you."

I shrugged. It had happened before.

I immediately immobilised the dirtbag, and gave you to your Secretary, who took you to the hospital. But the point is, Swan, you cannot afford to let your guard down. That assassin was a wimp, barely a nutcracker!"

A nutcracker was Agent Slang for AIT (Agent-In-Training). I should have been able to take him easily.

"And yet... you were unconscious by that AIS! I cannot believe you Swan. It is not acceptable. When you are on the job, you are on the job. Which means- no daydreams about whatever it is you daydream about Swan! Your fiancée, I should imagine."

My eyes widened. "Jacob! Where is he?"

"I have not bothered to find out yet and I do not wish to." The boss replied. "The point is, Swan, is that you need to get back into the game."

"It was an accident, Boss."

"Not good enough! And so, for your next assignment..."

"Yes, Boss. I am ready to receive download now, Boss. Secretary Newton gave me my communicator back finally."

The boss nodded slowly. He grunted and puffed into his cigar, leaving another trail of smoke in front of his face. I had never seen his face. Ever.

The Boss then left, telling me that he would lock the doors, giving me 3 minutes to look at my communicator. Then he would let them in.

He was gone before I could ask, "Let who in?"

***

I sighed as I heard the lock of the door, and placed a miniscule pen onto my touch-screen communicator, opening the message from the Boss. It read:

Agent Swan,

You are going to go onto a mission into the northern hinterlands. Arthorgo is rumoured to be in those parts, and the night before last, a famous Russian billionaire disappeared from his home. We feel that this disappearance may be linked to one of a millionaire French Painter 2 weeks ago. It is your duty, Swan, to investigate who, what, where and why about these disappearances, and report back to base daily on your communicator.

I sighed in relief and refrained from punching the air in joy. I loved these type of missions! They were exactly my area- mystery, crime, adventure all rolled into one. I thought that the boss may punish me for yesterdays 'episode'- but it seems I am wrong! I sighed again and continued reading.

You will not, however, be alone. Due to yesterdays 'episode' we have decided that you need backup, Swan, and we are going to give it to you. Your partner's name is Agent Cullen, and he will be accompanying you for your mission.

What the-? I was so angry. The boss knew I was an independent agent, and hated working with people. This sure did suck.

Agent Cullen is not that experienced, and so it is up to you to train him as best you can. I'm sure you will get along well, and if you don't, you're stuck with each other.

We'll see about that.

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