"I'd have to call for Mr. Juan Pablo, the owner of the house that you wanna buy, ¿Podría disculparme, por favor?" (Would you please excuse me?) Eddie said as he stood up on his seat. He then proceeded to call Juan Pablo.
"Agent Violet, Agent Eric." Both agents went attentive when Luca, the sniper, interjected on their in-ears. "Can't see much from here. Make the man move the curtains, will ya?"
"Why is it so dark in here?" Violet complained. Eddie glanced at her and move the curtains to the side. "Thank you," she cheerfully said.
"Nice. All clear and ready to shoot," they can hear the clicking of the sniper rifle Luca has been pointing to El Gato's hip on their in-ears. They're not aiming for his head because the client and the director want him alive, not dead.
"Agents on standby." Mike, one of the agents, disguised as a street sweeper outside the building said. They don't have to hold for their in-ears just like what secret agents do in the movies. That doesn't really happen in real life.
"Mr. Juan Pablo will be joining us in a minute. He wants to meet the two of you. So, for now, I think you just have to fill in your information here." Eddie handed them the agreement papers. "Puedes sentarte aquí. You can sit." (You can sit right here.) He motioned for the two chairs in front of his table.
Eric gets the folder from Eddie's hand while Violet looks around.
No portraits were hanging on the office walls. It's just a plain blue colored wall and nothing more. The two big glass windows were covered with curtains. Not even a single computer was inside the office. El Gato robs his buyers of their money or kidnaps those who are wealthy. Right when she walks from the cabinets to a small hallway, she can see two black duffel bags on the side of the floor, near the wall.
A tactical suppressor can be seen poking from a slightly open zipper of the bag. Violet proceeded to walk towards the big window.
"I'm guessing you're quite ahead of your business, Sir?" Violet smiled and looked straight at Eddie's face.
"Yes," Eddie's eyebrows are raised and he rubbed his eyelid, he then looks at the floor. He definitely is lying. His head is turned to the side and slightly lowered down, which is typical for negative sensations. "Why don't you sit right here, Señora?" a strained smile was seen on his face as he talked to her.
"Gladly." Violet sat on a chair beside Eric.
As Eric finished writing on the paper, he gave it to Violet for her to sign. She gets her pen from inside the small, pink, and furry sling bag she has been carrying the whole time. She used her favorite pen to sign the documents. That pen had been saving her life for ages. The gadget has been made by the best as it shoots poison that can kill any person instantly.
They heard footsteps coming from outside the door. It can be Hugo.
The door swung open and they all turned their heads to the loud banging of the door.
Hugo was held at gunpoint by one of the three men who went inside the office.
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She's A Secret Agent (Published on GN, and WN)
RomanceSpecial Agent Violet (sometimes Secret Agent Violet) is one of the FBI's best agents. She's very good at deducing people and observing things most people missed. She's socially inept with no friends. She's very dedicated and loves her work...so much...