the book (hosie)

contracted

It wasn't often that Hope was given time off from Overwatch. It had all to do with her insistence that she can work however long she pleases; her written-in vacation times were almost never used throughout the year.

However, Hope threw all of the senior members a curveball when she requested some time off. She explained that there were no new ideas or anything related to her, so she figured some time away would do her some good. They were shocked but nonetheless granted her the request.

And coincidentally, Josie had asked for the same timeframe off.

Hope had decided to go to Paris, which was where she was now. The redhead was seated outside a small café in one of the busier parts of Paris, sipping away at her drink as she watched other tourists walking about.

However, Hope wasn't here for vacation, but rather for work.

More specifically, her classified occupation.

Hope was secretly an agent for the International Contract Agency, an organization that deals in assassination and intelligence. Hope had made sure she asked for this specific time off, as she was to receive another contract soon.

Hope reached underneath her table and felt the underside until her fingers brushed over something. She grabbed it and pulled out a wireless earpiece. She placed it in her ear and hit the button on its side, playing a pre-recorded message.

"Good afternoon, Agent 22. Your target today is Doctor Josie saltzman, the former lead medical official for Overwatch. Doctor saltzman rose to prominence and fame under the title 'Mercy', acting as a battlefield 'guardian angel' medic during Overwatch operations. However, when the organization fell apart, she turned to the terrorist organization, ethan, to provide for her research. Our client feels that saltzman knows too much about Overwatch's current operations to be kept alive, so they are asking her to be silenced."

"Your target is currently in Paris attending a medical conference. Intel suggests she is staying in one of the luxurious suites of Le Bristol hotel. Access to that particular area is only possible through keycards, so you'll need to use your resources. ethan-hired security has also been observed around the hotel lobby, and lastly, saltzman is not to be underestimated. She can put up a fight if you're discovered. Good luck, 22."

Hope removed and pocketed the earpiece. She picked up the newspaper, pretending to read it but really watching the entrance to Le Bristol right across the street. Suddenly, a cab pulled in right in front of the entrance and out stepped Josie saltzman.

Hope was initially taken aback by her target. She was incredibly beautiful, with golden blonde hair and creamy white skin, not to mention how she looked wearing a black turtleneck and tan skirt complete with pantyhose and heels.

"What a shame," Hope thought to herself. She finished her drink and closed her newspaper. She adjusted her purple tie and straightened out the collar of her black dress shirt and walked across the street.

Hope entered the hotel lobby, taken aback by how luxuriously decorated it was. She looked to her left and saw her target walk into an elevator. Luckily, the door closed before the blonde doctor could see her.

With saltzman gone, Hope quickly started thinking of a plan. She approached the front desk, pretending to read from the hotel's brochure display when she heard a phone ringing, an odd thing to hear in today's modern world, but the hotel had a vintage aspect about it.

The receptionist picked up the receiver and said, "Le Bristol front desk, comment puis-je vous aider?" The receptionist nodded and said, "Yes, Miss, we are fully stocked with the finest wine selection." He smiled and said, "Oui, Madamoiselle. It will be up shortly."