Max sighed at looked over at his Dad.
Jefferson, Monroe and a couple of the other older agents were busily discussing what they would do about Rachel's "disappearance." He was not included in the conversation and he had no idea why. At length, that group agents joined the group of agents who were seated at the table.
Jefferson sat down in a seat along with everyone else. Max thought this kind of unusual since he usually liked to stand up….
"Everybody, as you may have heard Rachel is considered missing," Jefferson began in sort of a tired voice, "Now at this time it seems to us that it was of her own free will, but we are still looking it to it."
As his dad went on, Max noticed a weird look on his face.
It seemed familiar but it was hard trying to place it. After a few minutes of concentration, he remembered what it was.
It was the look of fear.
This totally surprised Max seeing as how even under the worst kind of danger his father never let the world see him sweat. "So we will be on alert for any information, but other than that there is nothing we can do but hope she shows up again," Smith concluded.
A series of murmurs went through the group of worried agents. Everyone obliviously didn't agree with this plan.
"Mr. Smith. You want us to just cross our fingers and hope she shows up," Jake asked, trying to keep any anger out of his voice.
Smith sighed.
"Jake, everybody, I realize you are all worried about Rachel. But there is nothing we can do," Smith said frustratingly.
Another round of murmurs went around. Max looked at his Father incredulously.
"Nothing we can do," he said in disbelief, "We're a top secret organization! We can track down the top terrorist in the world and yet we can't find one of our own agents." Jefferson looked away from his agents.
"Dad what is going on," Max asked.
"Yes Jefferson what exactly is going on," asked a voice.
Everyone turned around. There stood a woman.
She had short red hair and soft green eyes. She looked to be in her late forties, early fifties.
Perhaps the most interesting thing about her was that she had this air of greatness to her. Something about her just commanded the utmost respect. At the sight of her, Smith was immediately on his feet.
"Mrs. Leeds. How good of you to come. I was just about to have one of my agents notify you…" "Save it Jefferson," snapped the woman.
The room turned dead silent.
"Of course," Jefferson said quietly.
"Perhaps," began the woman, "You might explain to me Mr. Smith why my daughter is missing and you've got all your agents in here sitting on their butts!"
"Mrs. Leeds, calm down," Smith advised, "At this time we believe Rachel to be safe. She left of her own free will and..." "Safe," shrieked the woman, "She's with her Father," the woman yelled.
Jefferson looked up in surprise.
"What?! Are you sure," he asked.
"Of course I'm sure," snapped the woman. Jefferson looked downcast.
"Mrs. Leeds, We had no idea," Jefferson said hastily.
Mrs. Leeds looked around the room, and surveyed all the agents. Then she turned to Jefferson.
"Mr. Smith, when I recommended that N-Tek be kept running after the death of Marco Nathanson. I was under the impression that this organization was in good hands. But now, I'm not sure," she said angrily.
Tears had filled her eyes, but she was keeping them at bay.
Still everyone could see how upset she was.
Jefferson looked at the woman angrily.
"Mrs. Leeds, she left of her own free will," he said heatedly, "We had no control over that!" "I don't care," the woman screamed. Tears were now steadily falling down her face. "She is all I have Mr. Smith," she cried, "I will not lose her. I will not!"
Jefferson looked on sympathetically.
"Mrs. Leeds, I know how you must feel. But you can can't possibly hold N-tek responsible for your daughters actions," he asked.
The woman wiped away her tears.
"Mr. Smith," the woman growled, "I want my daughter found. Now! I'm holding you personally responsible. And I swear if anything happens to my daughter N-tek will be shut down so fast you won't know what hit you!" She then turned and was gone as fast as she came.
All the agents now turned their attention to the leader.
Jefferson sighed deeply.
"Dad, she can't really just shut down N-Tek can she," asked Max quietly.
Jefferson turned and looked at his son. "No son she can't. But she has enough friends in the right places that can," Jefferson explained, "She's a very powerful woman, and if she says N-tek should go it will. One way or another."
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