Agent: Classified

The deal, the trade, and the choice

Chapter 21: The deal, the trade, and the choice

"Hello there, Agent Kate. Yes, I know who you are, I know that you are a secret agent. My little rat there can have quite the ways, you see. Why did you think I sent n only the best?"

Because you wanted to make my life a lot worse?

"Anyways, where was I? Oh yes, I bet you've been wondering who I am. Well, let me tell you a little secret of mine that I think you're going to LOVE to hear: there are no people who are named 'Joe Scrimptor' or 'Elizabeth Walter' I mean really?"

Well, I was kind of thinking those names were lame.

"I bet you're wondering who my rat was? Or more specifically, my rats? They were Jackie and Trevor. And what the actors they are, if I don't say so myself."

"What do you mean 'actors' whoever you are!" I yell at my phone, knowing it won't do any good. Because, you know, it's a video.

"You're probably wondering what I meant by that, and I'll tell you why. You weren't wanted. They know you were still on the phone. They told me. You were never wanted. I mean, why would you be? You're just some worthless little idiot spy girl who doesn't know anything."

That bloody ****!

"Which leads me to wonder: why am I even going to make a deal with you? Maybe because I need an agent to come along side with me."

Oh hell no! What the hell was he thinking?

"And I say this because I have a little something that you might want to trade for. Say hello Sam and Emily. Aren't they just lovely all tied up and gagged, stuff like that. So...Helpless. And what are you going to do, Kate?"

The image is now showing two students who are in fact Sam and Emily all tied up like that guy said. Whoever 'that guy' was.

"Now, lucky for you, I want to propose a deal=you for them. It's that simple! No hassles, no fights, just that I need you and you aren't really that willing to let two innocent teenagers die, now are you? Because I can arrange that. I mean, if you like. I'm going to give you 24 hours to have your chance to respond. Don't even bother trying to fight me. I'll be ready."

He does a sort of evil cackle before saying one more line:

"Don't make the wrong choice, Anderson. I know you'll do the right thing." And with that, he stops the video. No more weirdo.

No more plan.

No mor-

'1 message from unknown' appears on my screen. Another video.

I hit the play button once again. What's going to happen now?

"My name is Dark Matter. And I know we are going to be great partners."

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