Author's Note:
I think that shorter chapters seem to be more manageable. They're more like scenes to a movie, if you will… But I wouldn't put it past me to write up some longer chapters if the mood strikes me, we'll just see.
Chapter (iii): Power Juice
Cameron hadn't realized that she'd been pulling an all-nighter until a timid knock at her office's door woke her in a mountain of paperwork. She cleared her bright green eyes of sleep and straightened herself out, to look presentable. A second knock at the door reminded her of her manners.
"Come in." She called while stacking together her paperwork.
A young intern slipped into the agent's office. She held a clipboard of papers to her chest with one hand, and had a steaming cup of coffee in the other.
"Oh it's you, Jenny." Cameron smiled warmly. "Any messages?"
"Just Two, Miss Wolfia." The ferret intern nodded. "And –by the looks of it- I think you'll need this…" She handed the agent the cup of coffee. "Just a little milk, right?"
"Yes, thank you Jenny." The agent took the cup of coffee. "And what of those messages?" She enquired, gently blowing the steam from the coppery surface of the coffee before taking a lengthy sip.
"The first is from your mother…" Jenny flipped out a piece of paper from her clipboard. "She called yesterday around lunch, but she just wants you to call back when you have time."
"All right…" Cameron nodded. "Remind me at lunch, if you please."
"You got it." Jenny scribbled a brief note. She smoothed out the front of her navy-blue suit-dress. "And the second is from Agent Nicky Flippers." Cameron raised an eyebrow in interest at the name, but allowed the intern to continue. "He's requesting your presence, at your convenience."
Cameron nodded curtly, finishing off her coffee and placing her paperwork into a filing cabinet. "Thank you, Jenny… what would I do without you?" She asked affectionately.
The ferret giggled. "More paperwork, likely."
Cameron then exited her office and walked down the corridors until she came to Miss Partridge's desk. "Where would Mister Flippers be at the moment, Becky?"
"Oh… Agent Wolfia…" The receptionist fiddled around with her computer. "We weren't expecting you to be back so soon." She cleared her throat. "I've paged the chief, he's in the gym."
"Hmm…" Cameron smirked. "Good thing I've had my morning's coffee. Thanks, Becky." The agent turned on her heel and walked towards the Agency's gym.
Author's Note:
Thoughts, Suggestions, Critiques… Let me hear them!
Manga Girl # 6