Agent Jones- Book Two

Chapter Two

"Darling, could you fix my chin please? It feels like it's falling off my face," Jack asked from the driver's seat.

I nodded while carefully reshaping my nose and looking in my compact mirror. "Yes, right after I reshape my damn nose," I mumbled while trying to smooth out the fingerprints on the bridge. Once that was done I looked over and made sure Jack's fake chin looked good. "I just need to fix this little spot and then you're perfect."

We were driving down the road towards the party where an SSR agent posing as a valet would take the car and take it around to Martinez and Brown who would watch it and bring it around when needed.

Jack and I were going in as Mr. and Mrs. Watson, two members of British high society. Not very heard of in the United States, but very popular in our hometown of London. We are on our 15th anniversary trip to New York and decided to see what American society life is like.

Peggy and Daniel were the newly Mr. and Mrs. Guzman, pronounced with an 'oo'. They were from the South, Tennessee specifically, and honeymooning in New York for a week before going up to Canada for another week. They were also wearing some prosthetics, but nothing as awful as what Jack and I were wearing.

Us couples didn't know each other, but we knew each other's stories just in case. We were all also wired as discreetly as can be in case anything were to happen.

Of course, Martinez and the other two agents new to the world of Dottie Underwood were very confused with all of this. They thought it would be easy to capture a young woman. But they didn't know Dottie like the rest of us- part of me hoped she would introduce herself to them so they could get the idea.

Our car pulled up right outside the swanky venue and a man opened my door for me while Jack got out to hand the keys to a valet. "Thank you, sir," I said in a low, British accent.

Peggy and I sat for nearly an hour while I tried to get the accent right with Jack. She had a lot of fun at first, making fun of our attempts, but we got the accent down quickly enough. There's a high possibility of me using it in the future just to annoy her now that I had it down.

The man nodded and stepped away as Jack came to my side and took my arm. "Let's go enjoy a party, shall we?" he asked me, and we started to walk inside. After giving our name to the bouncer, we walked into the lavish space.

"We're here," I said, mainly for the ones in my ear, but I turned to Jack to make it less weird.

"Copy, let us know the second you see the target with the code word 'ginger'." I didn't react to the code word Stephens told me. Instead, I walked further inside the room with my arm still looped through Jack's.

He leaned over to me and whispered in his British accent, "You look quite lovely tonight, darling." A light blush powdered my cheeks and I just smiled at him. Both, his comment and my smile, were genuine.

A few minutes later, we hear Peggy and Daniel announce their arrival in our ears. They had high energy and had the great appearance of a small town couple getting into the high life. It was cute, I thought, seeing them like this together. But I made no comments and continued to 'socialize' with other guests.

None of us had spotted Dottie, yet. Either the intel was wrong, she was late, or she is very good at staying hidden. My bet was on the last two, or at least the last option.

We made our way through the crowd, introducing ourselves and making polite conversation. At one point, I saw a man across the floor that looked very familiar, but I didn't know how I knew him. He was looking at me in a way that made me think I should know him.

He was a medium height man, with a stockier build. His hair was on the cusp of being black, but it was just brown enough, and he had darker eyes, most likely brown like his hair.