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(EPOV)
Three months later...
There sure isn't much to look at here in Forks, Washington, but this will be my new home for no telling how long.
I've agreed to take on this one last assignment before I retire as an undercover agent. I've been pushing my luck for the last couple of years; my youthful appearance is fading fast and I'll be lucky to get by with this one. Nevertheless, I'm needed, and I'm damn good at my job.
For obvious reasons, I usually work outside of my home state, and I've gone to great lengths making sure no one would know me here. This final assignment has me on edge for several reasons; the main one is the unpredictability of drug dealers and the second is this new killer drug; it's unlike any I've heard of or dealt with in the past.
No one seems to know where it's being manufactured, but we have strong suspicions that it's an off-the-grid place, possibly the Indian reservation within a few miles radius of the surrounding deaths.
It's the best lead we've got, and I'm going to start there.
My boss Alec - who will portray my father - and I chose the smaller town of Forks over Port Angeles because we'll be working closely with the Chief of Police, Charles Swan. Unlike the officers of PA, he seems to know first-hand about the individuals in his town, and some outsiders, too. We've been communicating back and forth over the last three months, gathering intel on this case.
Right now, we are on our way to meet up with him face-to-face for the first time. I only hope he approves of my appearance. That detail alone can make or break a case; if I look too old, it'll never work. Criminals aren't as dumb as people think, especially the ones behind this well-organized operation.
**BN**
"I understand this is your last assignment, Agent Cullen," Chief Swan says, shaking my hand.
"That's correct."
He shakes his head, giving me the once-over.
"I guess it's a good thing kids look older these days. I think you'll fit in with the right crowd, if you're going with the story of being almost nineteen."
"Glad to hear that."
Alec and I follow him into another room, where one wall is covered with lead notes and pictures of victims and suspects.
"Let's get down to business since you start school tomorrow."
He winks, and we all have a good laugh.
**BN**
Charles and Alec are having a quiet conversation when a photo on the Chief's desk catches my eye; a face I thought I'd never see again.
No fucking way.
Then I focus on the writing around the frame
World's Best Dad
My guts twist and then I feel as if a sledgehammer has punched me. During our meeting, he'd mentioned having a daughter in the senior class and promised to show me her picture before I left.
He had suspicions, but no proof, that she wasn't as innocent as she played off to him. His genuine concerns for his daughter's well-being made me agree to keep an eye on her.
If he only fucking knew, what his 'little girl' was capable of doing.
"Is this your daughter, Charles?" Alec asks, pointing to the picture of Marie.
"That's her all right; my one and only Isabella. She goes by Bella, though, at school."
"She's a pretty girl, no wonder you've kept such a tight hold on her."
Charles laughs, shaking his head.
"I've done my best, but it hasn't been easy. I think I'll sleep a little easier at night knowing Agent Cullen will be watching out for her."
Holding back my now developing anger, I shake the Chief's hand.
"It'll be a pleasure."
**BN**
The next morning, I wake up pissed off and early.
It's not hard getting into the brooding, cocky mode that I need for this assignment to work.
For now, I have a job to do, but in the meantime, I plan to make it hell for Isabella Swan.
Because...
Fuck the lies.
Fuck my feelings.
Fuck her for fucking me over.
One last look in the mirror portrays a scary motherfucker.
… And it's perfect.
Thanks for reading.
Hope you're still with me.
Jenn
