Spy Gone Wrong

Chapter 2

~Elizabeth Mayflower~

I stretched my hands after my battle with the keyboard. Guess it's another successful mission. I twirled in my chair while waiting for Lucy to come back with the files. This time it's a mission to retrieve some bank statements requested by another agent.
Beep. I fished my phone out and frowned.
There's a new mission for you. Meet me at Roasted Beans café in one hour. -B

It was a message from our boss. He didn't really assign us missions, it was usually other agents when they needed additional info. I texted Lucy and went to get ready.

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'OH MY GOD ELIZA. I SPILLED MY LATTE ALL OVER ME. NOW I REEK OF CARAMEL.' Lucy announced as she came barging into our apartm- well temporary apartment. As we worked, we usually move from country to country and well, we changed houses every month. A small giggle escaped my lips. Lucy can be a klutz at times and she has absolute little delicacy.

'Hurry up and change. We have to meet Boss in 30 minutes. Any idea what this mission would be?' I said as I looked into the mirror. My sleek black rested just above my hips. I was wearing a black trench coat and jeans. Really cliché for a spy. I had abit of eyeliner and lip gloss on. I won't say I'm really pretty but I guess I'm decent looking.

'How am i supposed to know. You are the smart one here.' the sound of bathroom doors opening snapped me out of my thoughts. Lucy walked out wearing a plain brown shirt and jeans. You see what I mean. She is dressed like she's going for a stroll in a park when she's meeting a high ranking government official. I let out a sigh as I know arguing with her would be of no use.

'Well then it's time. Let's go.'

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At Roasted Beans Café

'You have got to be kidding me. It's closed.' Lucy murmured as we looked at the sign hanging at the door.

'Well there's is still light and we have to find a way to get in somehow. By hook or by crook. Only the door is locked.' I observed and looked at Lucy expectantly. She gave me a raised eyebrow, reached into her pocket and took out a bobby pin. She played around with the lock with her face at ease like she has done it a million times. Technically she has. It's part of her training. Within seconds the lock was unlocked.

We walked into the shop and was immediately greeted with aromatic coffee beans. I took a breath in and can already feel my mouth watee. Not only was there a smell of aromatic coffee beans. There is strong bittersweet smell of dark chocolate. 'He is there.' Lucy muttered while nodding in out 8 o'clock direction.

Our boss sit there sipping his coffee with ease as he acknowledged our presence. Our boss is a middle-aged man with black hair. He is awfully strict and disciplined. 'Sit.' he guestured to the two seats in front of him. We hesitantly sat down. Our boss has a scary and authoritative aura. 'So Jame-' he raised an eyebrow. He didn't like us calling by his name James. 'Boss, what's the deal.' He slid brown folder to Lucy and I respectively.

'I received news that someone from an investigation office had gotten hold of confidential agent's identity. If it is to be leaked, many agent's live will be in danger.' I gasped. He looked at me and continued 'The both of you will help us get it back. The target has a son, Ethan Jones. Lucy will be in charge of him. Elizabeth will be in charge of his best friend, Jacob Lanster.'

I took the folder and opened it cautiously. I felt like my breath was taken away. I stared at the picture of Jacob Lanster as a pair of blue eyes stared back. He had tamed black hair and his skin was fair. He looked smart and a small smile tugged his lips. I was lost in his eyes, a sea of blue. A small smile couldn't help but form on my face. This is going to be a fun mission.

~Lucy Watson~

I took the folder a little too roughly and accidentally spilled some coffee in the meantime. Damn. That latte was good. I opened the folder while taking a bite of the cookie that I stole from boss. I'm pretty sure he saw but well he didn't ask it back. I was chewing when it stopped midway as I looked at the picture of Ethan Jones. His black hair was out of place and had a pair of brown eyes. He had a typical bad boy look and toned skin. I licked the cookie crumbs of my lips and felt it go dry. This should be fun. I smirked.

I looked oved at Eliza and found her staring at her picture herself. Guess it's not only me.

I gave my attention back of boss and he continued 'The documents are ready. Passports and school admission documents and everything for you to settle in your new land. The flight leaves tomorrow so be prepared.' Only one word caught my attention. 'S-s-school?' I stammered, unable to belive it. I haven't attended school since I started my training as an agent when I was 12. I can't handle school, much less a public school!

'Yeah, I forgot. Your targets are of the same age so you would be enrolling in their school to make it easier. I assume you do not have any more questions. I will contact the both of you once more when you flight had taken down. I shall take my leave then. Good luck.'

I look at Eliza and her expression reflected mine. I needed that luck. Because. Damn.
How will I survive?

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Hey guys! This is the second chapter, hope you liked it!
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~Joy