My names is Summer Doutch, I'm 15 and I roam the streets of Belarus. It's a small country but this is where I was sent.
You see, when I turned 13, my parents sent me away. I thought it was because they didn't want me anymore but as it turns out, it was because I was meant to be a spy.
I don't really know how all this spy stuff works, so don't ask. The only thing I know is:
Get a mission
Do it
Don't get caught
Come back alive
That's what I was taught.
I'm currently roaming the streets because I'm looking for the a Jewellery store. I have to steal a couple of things. I go in casually and look around. Since I'm a girl, this is so much easier. I look for what I need to get. "Excuse me miss, can I please have this diamond Necklace, this 15 karat ring and this bracelet?" I ask. The lady nods. As she grabs the last item out of the glass case, sitting them all in her hand. I snatch them and run. I run to the secret entrance and then I was no longer on the run.
Yes I know, my spy company is a bad company but I'm only 15 and I can't do anything else.
Everything was normal. Everything. Until there was knock on the door. Police. Everyone rushes out the doors or hides in secret places.. Everyone, except me. I was told to stay. And of course I obeyed.
"Come with us ma'am" an officer said.
"I'm sorry I can't do that." I say
Then they knock me out.
I wake up who knows how long after. Not in a jail cell, but a room. A dark, dark room.
"I'm thirsty." I say, not really to anyone knowing no else is in the room. An officer comes out and pushes a cup to my mouth. "Drink" he says roughly.
"Now your gonna answer us some questions." The officer say roughly again.
"How old are you?" They ask
"17" I lie
"What's your full name?"
"Rose Gardenday." I lie again.
"How old are you?" They ask again. I sigh figuring they'll know if I lie again.
"15" I say
"What's your full name?"
"Summer Doutch"
"Thank you" someone else says writing things down on a clipboard,
"What is your company called?" They ask
"I'm not telling you." I spat.
They pull my chair back scaring me.
"What is your company called?"
"SESC" I huff.
They all nod to each other and leave the room.
"Wait! Come back!" I yell.
"What's gonna' happen to me?" I yell
The rough officer comes back "be quiet!" He once again, roughly.
I figure there was no use yelling, I would just get myself I trouble. That's the thing, when I worked for SESC I taught myself to go with the flow, and that's what I did 99% of the time.
Then I was left in a room to die.
