A/N: Thank You for all your support! Once again a short one, I´m sorry but tomorrows Chapter will be really long.
Betrayal
Chapter 16
A Spy´s Tale
or
The Life of Stephanie Plum
Act Three
The First Mission
Three months before my graduation I received the intel for my first real assignment. Again I´m not allowed telling you any details. White-collar crime, mostly. The target was in New York and I was given a list of associated businesses. I applied for a job, at those, which seem the most promising to gather information and was finally hired at E.´s as a lingerie buyer. I was actually lucky to get that job. I have had to go to New York regularly to our main manufacturer and therefore time to snoop around the target without raising suspicion.
Like I told you the Spies of the Black Unit are designated for long-term observation so my life went on pretty normal. I was born and raised in Trenton, went to a local college and came back like a good daughter and worked for a local business, my cover was firmly established.
Then after three months later luck stroke again. I met Richard Orr while I had to represent , who was ill, on a social function. He was one of the lawyers of the target; well more an office-boy with a law degree but ambitious. He was perfect for me, low enough in the pecking order to not to raise suspicion, but high enough to hear this and that and pompous enough to brag about his employers to get my attention. He actually gave me a lot of ammunition without even knowing it and an excuse to come even more often to NY.
My mother was absolutely delighted that her second daughter, the one she had given upon hope, actually caught the attention of a respectable man and a lawyer to boot. I let her bully me into marrying him although I knew he couldn´t keep it in his pants. My supervisor was delighted with that progress of course, although it meant I wasn´t as free as before. Before I was engaged and lived with Orr. I went to Quantico for a weekend once a month to train and report covering it with a monthly trip to Point Pleasant. So eight months after meeting Orr I had the horrible traditional Burg wedding.
We spent our honeymoon coincidently at Myrtle Beach, where coincidently the target had a vacation home. Orr spent the most time of those five days either drunk or drugged- courtesy by the FBI- so I had time to bug the targets house and gather intel from the locals about the target.
The 231 days of marriage to `The Dick` wasn´t that horrible, after I made it clear that under no circumstances I will be a mother with 24, he wasn´t any longer interested in my conjugal duties. What a relief. On day 227 Orr was fired and therefore of no longer use to me. Our house was of course wired for audio and video, so I only had to wait until he takes one of his women to our bed while I was at work. Fortunately I had not to wait long. Four days later he banged Barnhardt on the dinner table and coincidently I came home earlier.
The following screaming match and the bonfire in the front-lawn were actually pretty funny.
From that day onwards things went on like before, which was a lot less stressful. And five and a half years later I had enough evidence to close the case. Unlike in your case, I was not in on the apprehensions because that's the normal procedure. We work behind the scenes.
E.E. Martin was closed and I played the sacked innocent employee, I went on a vacation which was really my debriefing. I went back to Trenton after that, with orders to keep a low profile and to wait for new orders.
On July 20th 2008 I received the fateful phone call.