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I sat at the counter thirty minutes later. The stool was becoming hard and uncomfortable but, I wasn't finished yet. Josh and his friends had left a couple minutes ago and my head was still continuously spinning. I had fooled Josh.

I then realized, Josh is not a trained spy, he knows nothing of detection or preservation. I had not won the race yet. I had barely even begun.

I took out a thin device that would appear to be a new brand of ipod. It was really the listening device for the bug I planted on the COC agent. But the people who happened to be around me didn't know that.

I slid the earphones and positioned them comfortably. I took one last glance around, Josh's father was stalking shelves and a customer was purchasing some medicine at the checkout. I would not be interrupted any time soon. I soon became immersed in my "music".

" Mr. Donik, the package is ready." stated a deep voice. This was the COC agent I had planted the bug on. He apparently was talking to the new head of the coven of cavan, Adrian Donik.

I smiled, perfect timing.

"And the gala Mr. Kitchikt?" responded a smooth voice that must have been Adrian Donik.

I almost said "Ahhh..." aloud but then caught myself. The COC agent's last name was Mr. Kitchikt. But what was this gala? And what package? So many questions, so little answers.

"The gala is prepared and ready. We will soon send out invitations to the richest people in America. It will be under the cover as a fund-raiser for a charity called 'Care Of Children'. We are supposedly raising the money for children in America without homes or families. It will be held in two weeks time at Washington in the Trinity Center."

"Good, good. You are proving very useful Mr. Kitchikt. That package is very useful, don't screw this up. I'm sure you can count on great consequences if you do." Mr. Donik's voice was low and threatening. It reminded me of the growl of a panther before he pounced on his prey. This man was definitely dangerous.

I heard Mr. Kitchikt swallow, loudly. This man was frightened. For once, I didn't blame him.

"I hope this gala will be useful Mr. Kitchikt." Again, Mr. Donik threatened.

"It will sir, I shall make it so." Mr. Kitchikt replied.

I slowly took the earphones out. I stood up, stretched, and then nodded at Josh's father. I thanked him for the drink.

I walked out the door. The rain had ceased to pour ten minutes ago. I inhaled, I loved the odour of fresh rain. It smelled earthy and fresh. It smelled like that of rejuvenation. That of renewed life. I almost wished that I could crawl into that feeling and forget everything. Then, I remembered everything. I couldn't do that to my friends and family.

I began contemplating my new mission. I began to contemplate and plan my travel to Washington and my finding this so called package. I checked of my mental lists of needs and need nots.

I realized I was standing in front of Gallagher Academy. It must have been some self conscious thing. I cursed. I should know better than to wander around aimlessly without paying attention.

This is what got spies killed.

I was lucky this time but I was going to have to watch. I couldn't do this. I had to keep my eyes open and mind reeling no matter how hard it was. If not, I would not last long on the field.

I then smiled. Not only was I going to be at the gala but I was going to take a certain someone with me. I began to walk away, a sly smile still plastered to my face.

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