A/N: Here's a little bonus for you guys and girls.
So this is just a teaser setting up something for either later in the series or after the series.
There will be a few more of these snippets as the series progresses.
Chapter Eight
Dallas, Texas
The corridor to the office was narrow and poorly illuminated, giving anyone approaching it a genuine sense of foreboding. But it was the least of her concerns right now, given the news she had just received from their military sources regarding the latest operation. Marching towards the door, she rapped gently upon it, waiting for permission to enter.
"Who is it?" came the call from inside.
"Its Sally, Mr Collins." she replied anxiously.
"Sally, come in, come in" the voice offered apologetically.
She opened the door a fraction to see the room almost blacked out completely, the only illumination coming from the moonlight shining through the office window. Looking around in search of her boss, Sally was unable to locate him until he got up from his desk and approached her.
"What can I do for you Miss Gulliver?" he enquired.
"I know you asked not to be disturbed sir, but we've received some news regarding Operative Zero." she replied.
"And what news would that be?"
"Our military sources have confirmed that Operative Zero is deceased sir. And his mission to sabotage Atlantis was unsuccessful."
Sally thought she heard him curse under his breath but did not bring up the issue, knowing that the bad news she had brought had only served to shorten his already mean temper. She simply stood there, not sure whether to stay or go, almost waiting his permission to leave, which he granted.
"Thank you Miss Gulliver, that will be all."
With that she turned and exited the room, careful to ensure the door was closed tightly behind her before grabbing her coat and leaving the building filled with a sense of relief.
- - SGA - -
Back in the office, Mr Collins was still digesting the news that the mission had been a failure. Andrews had been considered the top recruit in their ranks. For him to have perished without completing the mission was something that should not have been possible.
"What does this mean for our agenda?" he called out, seemingly to no-one.
"Nothing at all, Senator. We've got it all in hand." came a reply from the shadows.
"Good. I would hate for anything to spoil the party we have planned."
