Mark hung up the phone. He had just got through talking with his son Lucas. He was worried sick about him, what with all that was going on with this Victor guy and Jeanette. Jeanette had never taken an interest in there son before, but she might try to grab him just to get back at Mark. That's why he had sent him and his sister into hiding so they would be safe. He went and lay back on the bed. John should be here any time now. Maybe protection wasn't such a bad idea, if anything happened Jeanette would get her hands on Lucas, and he wasn't about to let that happen.
"So this guy is a wrestler. This should be interesting. It's a strange profession to be in." Abby said.
"Not really, wrestling is very popular right now. Mark has been at the top for a long time with his character, he's become very wealthy doing this." John said.
"Yea well he looks like the dumb jock type." Abby said.
"You would be surprised. I've known Mark a long time; we live next to each other in Texas. He's a very intelligent man." John said.
Abby looked doubtful and stepped off the elevator.
John had his qualms about throwing these two together, but he owed this case to Abby. He knew she needed to closure on this part of her life. He just hoped they didn't kill each other.
Mark got up and answered the knock at his door. John was standing there with some little girl.
"Hey John come on in." Mark said.
John and Abby walked in. Mark looked at the girl. She was a real beauty. Long brown hair, big brown eyes. She was around 5"5 and had a gorgeous body from what you could tell under the jeans and T-shirt and a black leather jacket. This must be John's kid or something. He wondered where the agent was who was going to be traveling with him.
"Mark this is Agent One or Agent Spencer." John said smiling.
The smile left Mark's face.
"You're joking right? What has she been an Agent for 5 minutes, she looks 18 or younger. She's supposed to protect me. That's a laugh. She couldn't even protect herself." Mark said scowling at her.
"Markā¦" John began but Abby held up her hand.
"Listen Macho man, I'm a well trained agent, with 14 years experience. I'm the best the agency has to offer, you will be safer with me than any other agent out there. I will protect you with my life, nothing will happen to you on my watch. Another thing is I have been after Victor for years, I know him better than anyone; I know how he thinks and what motivates him. I'll get him this time even if it means having to put up with your male chauvinist ass." Abby said.
"John I'm going down to the bar for a drink, I'll be back in 20 minutes." Abby said and left.
Mark stood there with his mouth open not knowing what to say.
"Sit down Mark." John said.
Mark sat and looked at John.
"She's right; she's the best we have to offer. Nothing will happen to you with her protecting you." John said.
"She's a kid." Mark said.
"Maybe physically, she's 21. But mentally she's a lot older than you and me. She's a prototype. She was the first agent in a training program I created. Project Cradle, Take a child and train them from an early age to be an agent. Small children learn easier than adults. The program was a success. She's lives, breaths and eats for the WIA. She was shooting perfect when she was 7. She has the face of an angel and the heart of a killer. The perfect agent." John said.
"Prototype, you act like she's not human, how could you do that to a child? That's sick John." Mark said disgusted.
"There's plenty of kids out there that nobody wants, we take them give them a place to stay, train them, feed them, give them a career. Worse things could happen to them." John said.
Mark shook his head.
"It's wrong John, that's all there is to it." Mark said.
"Well we don't have to agree on this, but she is the best agent for the job. So what do you say?" John asked.
"Why does she hate Victor so much, I could see it in her eyes?" Mark said.
John sighed. He didn't like telling all her personal business but seeing as Mark was putting his life in her hands he had a right to know.
"He's is one of three men who murdered her family." John said.
Mark sighed so she had a definite interest in this man.
"What happened to the other two?" Mark asked.
"They were cousins of Victor's, she killed them." John said.
"Okay I'll go along with this." Mark said.
"I'll get her back up her so we can go over the fine details." John said.
He called Abby on her cell and told her to come back up to the room.
Mark sat and thought. He hoped he knew what he was getting into. He had a feeling that Agent One was going to be nothing but trouble.
