Jen found a place to hide where she could still see the door. That's when she saw her- CT, in full armor. 11:58, she was early. CT started up the fake cover program, and then started on her final transmissions.
"Connie?" Jen stood up to face her; after all it was just Connie, the sweet innocent 21 yearold girl; a former marine who was recruited to project freelancer when she was just 17.
"California-I knew you'd find me eventually." CT said in a gravely, evil voice.
"Why are you doing this?" Jen was confused and afraid. Maybe she should have brought a weapon.
"You wouldn't understand, cheerleader! You think this place is all rainbows and cotton candy." CT shouted.
"What are you talking about?" Jen considered trying to escape- she knew CT, this was not her, something was very wrong.
"THIS- project freelancer, everything we are doing is illegal. We're the bad guys, and verty soon we will all have to pay. But I met someone who can help me take them down." CT said in a 'angry whisper'.
"You don't' know what you're saying." What could she be referring to? The AI program? The AI's were just tools to assist high level agents.
"I do, and like I said, I knew you were destined to find me. That's why..." CT pulled out her weapon, (complete with a silencer). Jen was too shocked to scream or even beg for her life. "Nothing personal, Jen, I have a mission."
She shot Jen in the head 5 times. Once would have been enough, but she was so sick of her pretty Malibu Barbie face. She stuffed the body in to a closet then moved a server in front of the closet. No one would look for it until after CT was long gone.
CT then opened the door. She heard footsteps about 50 feet away. "Agent Florida" she said out loud. She opened the door and fired three rounds at his chest. He dodged them and charged at her.
She tried a sweep kick, but he leaped over her, landed a drop kick from behind, knocking her in to a wall.
"I forgot, your thing is 'jumping'." CT's 'thing' was shooting but that would attract too much attention. She would have to go for the next best idea- groin punching. It would take a few tries since he was extremely fast. Then she realized she also had a taser gun on her. She let him land a kick to her head and as with his leg up she gave an electric punch to the nuts followed by several kicks to the stomach and head until she was sure he was down for the count.
CT tore off his helmet and contemplated finishing him off, but she had a realization, "no one's going to believe a blind man," she instead pistol whipped him, knocking him unconscious.
CT left the next day with the away team, and slipped off to meet with the person she had been sending the data to. An insurgent leader; the reason the next mission would be all about taking her down.
Jen was considered MIA. Florida was questioned by the director about the possibility she was working with CT.
"With all due respect sir, Agent California was not a traitor." He said standing before the director.
"She practiced hacking the ships servers for months, and the day she goes missing..." he said in a monotone voice.
"Pull the security footage!" Florida was never angry. Some even assumed he didn't poses the ability to become angry. But he knew what happened that night, and no one had the right to assume otherwise, just because he saw it all through the digital render in his helmet.
Agent California-Jenny- left behind her armor, her weapons and she ...never …" Florida had a realization. He fell to his knees.
"Never what?" the director asked, somewhat annoyed at the drama.
" She never left the server room." Florida's voice cracked with emotion. CT knocked him out because she was sure no one would believe anything he said. But Jen... Jen had been tracking the servers, Jen would have known, everything- with the ability to prove it.
"I have reason to believe CT killed her and left the body in the server room." It took all his strength to finish that sentence. When the director dismissed him, Florida went to the nearest restroom to cry until he vomited.
The director did not disagree with the theory. He assigned Wyoming to take 5 guards and tear the place apart. It took them less than 10 minutes to find her body.
Florida was sitting on the floor outside the door, waiting to hear what he already knew.
"I'm so sorry, chap." Wyoming sat by his side. He handed him a hankerchief for 2 reasons, 1. If the poor bloke was still crying and 2. The gaurds were bringing out Jen's body to take to the medic ward- and it was not covered. This would be the perfect time to not be able to see.
"Jenny said to always see the good in people." Florida took off his helmet, holding his head in his hands.
"There's nothing wrong with seeing the good in people, maybe just not in a place like this." Wyoming put his hand on his student's shoulder, resting Florida's head on his shoulder as the guard removed the body. Wyoming himself started to get emotional. It was not the goriest kill he had ever seen, but Jen was not someone who deserved to die that way.
"I'm sure you're pretty disappointed at how badly CT kicked my a-." Florida said, leaning against the wall again.
"Hand to hand combat was never your strong suit, you're innovative, you take risks- And she very clearly cheated." Wyoming needed him to have confidence and faith for what was coming.
"Command is already tracking CT; the director claims the point of the mission will be to 'recover her armor'. Although you're not high ranking enough for a formal invitation- I have made the request. I want you by my side when we tear that armor off the traitorous b—ch's corpse." He wasn't lying. He knew Florida's instincts and skills could be an asset, and because Florida deserved the chance to (be part of the team that would) see vengeance. With the all star team the director assembled- victory was all but guaranteed.