I could't wait to open this suitcase. I hurried home.
"Click."
A spy pen to help me capture video and audio without being detected.
Next, I swirled a tracker watch around my writst. The tiny little watch will always track my wherabouts, also used for my navigation maps for travel with a deadlinen of being safe by certain times.
A pack of black playing cards to obtain finger prints and trace DNA of the skin.
An oldfashioned mini typewriter, to write letters, which would also enable me to send top secret letters via post with no onlince trace.
And a pack of post cards with her address written on.
I packed the library outfits that had been made by the top secret detective wear unit. All outfits had been designed with all the gadgets in mind, there were places to fit them all in.
I only took eight outfits, one for every day wear at the library and only one for public wear which I probably wouldn't wear anyway.
Once everything was in I packed my Bible Diary, a Bible disguised as a normal looking notepad written whith inc only seen under my mini portable red lava lamp. I knew this could get me the death penalty but it was the way I had been brought up. "Always pack your Bible last so that when you get to your destination it is the first thing you take out." My parents used to say.
Eilena gave me some books with pictures of the current dress style and way of doing things in North Korea. I studied all night until midnight before I brushed my teeth and got some sleep. Tomorrow whould be a tough and testing day.
The sun wasn't out yet, I had some lavender tea and a brekfast bar before I got ready. My steamed mirror came up with Chang-su. It was time to place my ID in the bathroom drawer. "Trrr Trrr Trrr."
Secret services pressed my ID with a visa to gain entry into South Korea and then my flight itenary came through.
Name:Min-Hee
Surname:Song
Valid entry for:18 Months
I sprits some perfume on and got my special made glasses on which detected infra-red, guns and explosives. I platted my long dark dyed hair, drew my eyeliner as Eilene suggested. Today I was Min-Hee Song, for the next two years I would be her. I refreshed my memory by reading the Hanguel, the Korean alphabet, the fairly simple alphabet is strange because it is written completly diffrent than the Roman alphabet.
"Anyeaong" I said to myself in the mirror which meant hello. "Joneun Min-Hee Song imnida." I continued saying my name is Min-Hee Song.
I picked up another book explaining the forms of polite speach.
1) Informal 2) Polite 3) Honorific
Arriving at the airport I would need to be well equipped, after the long flight I would be speaking to government officials and possibly border patrol services. My palms became a little sweaty, just thinking about it.
Before I set a foot out of the door I prayed.
Dear Lord,
Please keep my safe in Your hand during this trip. Lord, I thank you for this opportunity to share the gospel with others who gets persecuted for knowing You.
Amen.
"Trr Trr Trr" my drawer said.
Head office of secret services had sent me two fabric flowers to wear in my hair. A elegant pendolous pink Hibiscus flower was the first to come through with SK for South Korea written in it, followed by the creamy-white Magnolia with NK written on.
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The War Spy
Ficción históricaNora alwyas knew that she would never have an ordinary job. She was finally trained and began her work for the army. She never knew how devastating it would be. She finds a Bible on the street and picks it up, the biggest mistake she made in her car...
