Chapter 2: The Explanation
"Alex," Alex heard Alan Blunt's voice as he stepped into his office. "Nice to see you again."
"What's my mission this time?" Alex said as Mr. Blunt turned around in his chair to face him and Mrs. Jones. Mrs. Jones had insisted that before anything else took place she changed back into one of her suits.
"Well we seem a bit eager this time," Blunt said as he looked down at the papers lying on his desk.
"Just tell me what it is that I have to do," Alex said sounding impatient.
"We want you to go to America," Blunt said looking up at Alex.
"What for?" Alex asked seeming fairly interested.
"There is this new organization, STORM, Strong Transmitting Organization- Radiation Making, they use radiation to make weapons for the army, but we believe that they do more than that," Blunt explained.
"So how am I any use for this?" Alex asked looking at the picture of the plant that they were talking about.
"You are enrolled in an American school for the talented students that come up with chemicals and other such things similar to that. The AASG, American Academic School for the Gifted is going on a fieldtrip to the STORM plant located in Florida," Blunt further explained.
"So I'm suppose to be a really smart chemist?" Alex implied.
"No there are others at the school that do other things like write. There are many talented writers there and there are people that are computer whizzes and a lot more other talents," Mrs. Jones explained.
"You are going as a writer," Blunt said examining the papers in front of him again.
"But then how will I be able to make the trip?" Alex said as he glanced at the papers trying to read them. "And I can't write at all."
"They will be taking everyone. You will live in dorms at the school and you will stay at the plant for a week at least if not longer," Blunt said as he glanced up and then back down at his paper once again. "And you needn't worry about your writing talents. We will help you out there."
"So when do I leave?" Alex said as he looked back up and saw that the picture of the plant had changed to a picture of the school. It was very nice and looked to be brand new.
"You'll take the twelve-o-clock plane to South Carolina, that is where the school is located," Blunt said as he stood up and walked over towards the door. "Smithers will be waiting for you in another office," Blunt said opening the door.
"Come with me Alex," Mrs. Jones said as she lead him out into the hall and into another office three doors down from the one they were just in.