Lies and Legends

Chapter 7

"I am going to ask you a few questions. The first few are to establish a normal. Please answer with a yes or no," said a man who intoduced himself as Edward. Did everyone working for the CIA have old fashioned names?

"Let's get started. Are you Ali Collins?" he asked.

"Yes sir," I said. The look he gave me over his bottom bottle glasses made me vow not to call him sir right now.

"You are fifteen years of age?" he asked.

"Yes," I said.

"And you are a sophmore in high school?" he asked.

"Yes," I said.

"You are the daughter of two CIA agents?" he inquired.

"Well I didn't know about it until a few days ago-" again his look cut me off. "Yes," I said with a sigh.

"You believe your mother lied in her report of the mission in Argentina?" he asked.

"Her mission was in Argentina? She told me it was in Russia!" I said my voice was a shout.

"You didn't know where her mission was?" asked Edward, intruige written in his voice.

"No," I said, hurt registering in my voice. "I didn't know that at all."

He sighed, but continued with his last question. "Will you do anything and everything in your power to help the CIA break this case?"

"Yes," I said without missing a beat.

Edward unwrapped me from the machine, and led me out the door where Nana and Walter were waiting. Edward nodded to Walter, and he started walking down the hall without looking back. Nana and I followed him closely, and he took us to the elevator, where we went down to one of the underground floors. We walked into a room that looked like the waiting room of a doctors office.

"Ali Collins for a physical," Walter said.

The sour-faced heavy set woman behind the counter nooded. She pressed a button, making some automatic doors open. A nurse on the other side ushered me past the doors, leaving Nana and Walter behind me.

She stopped at a cupboard, then threw me a robe that I caught easily. She smiled. "My name is Jaqueline, I will be your nurse. Please, go inside the room and put this robe on. THe doctor will be with you shortly," she instructed.

I did as I was told, walking in the windowless underground room and sitting on the cot. I sat for what felt like ages. There was no clock, so I really have no idea how long I was really in there, but just as I got up to ask Jaqueline where the doctor was, when there was a knock at the door. I sat back on the cot. "Come in," I said.

In walked a tall, dark haired, good-looking guy in a doctors coat. This was a joke right?

He pulled out the short, grey spinning chair from under the computer and key-board mount. He sat down and extended his hand. I shook it. "I am Dr. Copperfield, but you can call me-"

"David?" I guessed, cutting him off. He laughed.

"Michael. I was going to say that you could call me Michael, but for some reason, you are not the first person that has said that," he said. "So, lets get this over with so they can show you where you will be sleeping," he said with a smile.