Author's Note: Sorry for the delay. It's because my laptop won't get on the internet and I have to retype the whole story onto my home computer. Blah.
I love getting comments. Hint hint, wink wink! J
I saw Dusk's hair reflecting in the moonlight. She grinned. "You're 23 seconds late."
"You must have been bored." I took one of the bikes and geared it up. The motor was lower than my heavy breathing.
"What's wrong with you?" She asked as we rode toward the desert area.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb. What's wrong?"
"Nearly got caught coming here." I replied vaguly.
"Ah. You're in the cabin of alert dudes. What did you expect?"
"So, why we out here?" I asked. It was too obvious she did not just want a midnight ride.
"Isn't it obvious?" She asked.
Her words were mirroring Midnight Sky's.
"What do you mean?"
"Agent One!" She looked behind her shoulder. "I can't tell if this place is safe enough to talk."
I whipped out Maxell and checked the map. No one was moving for miles. Wow. Not even a rabbit!
"Whoa. What's that?"
"My secret weapon. It's a metal detector. Just checking if there are any mikes around."
She took the lie easily. "Ok. Agent One."
"What's wrong?"
"That's not him."
I paused. "What?"
"Isn't it obvious? He smiles too much. He enjoys the spotlight? It doesn't add up. It's not Agent One. The killer was today. He let an SIT take his picture."
My mouth dropped.
"I know." She whispered.
An agent never lets his picture get taken. It's dangerous!"
"I know!" She hissed. "That was the clincher."
"Then..." My brow knitted. "What are we doing here?"
"I don't know. But it's worrying me."
"It could just be that he has a double here for security reasons."
"Have you ever seen Agent One?"
"No. Not till this week."
"This is a top secret operation. No one knows he's here. It's supposed to be a vacation." She shrugged. "Did you ever notice how dangerous this place is?
"It's like a real mission."
"What do you mean? This is summer camp they would put us in a virtual room for something as dangerous as Mount Doom. I mean, when Fresh got shot he nearly killed Dodger! It could have gotten ugly and they didn't tone down the mountain at all!"
But why...
"Are you saying this could be like, a test or something?"
"I don't know why. But keep your eyes open."
I nodded. "Wonder if anyone else has noticed it."
"Nope. I really doubt it. Agent One is my idol. I know everything about him. I would know. I double anyone else really cares."
I nodded again. "We got to be careful."
"Yeah. I do not know if this whole thing is a test. We have too uncover Agent One's dummy for points..." She trailed off.
"Or if this is real. Very real."
"We got the best SITs here. If someone wanted to knock off the next generation of great spies...this is how they'd do it." She sucked in a breath.
"Keep an eye open when you sleep. Do not tell anyone else what you're thinking even if it looks like they know too...and..." I chewed my bottom lip. "And a SIT might be in on it too, so keep up your guard."
She nodded in agreement and we drove back to the garage.
Quickly I dusted the fingerprints off my bike and walked back to my cabin.
