"And you're absolutely positive that they are the best of the best?" Captain Anderson asked while tapping his fingers on the wooden armrest.
Agent Cal nodded confidently, "Every single one of them had scored the highest in their specialty classes. And for the other classes, they still remained near the top. Over the years they've trained at accelerated levels. Practically prodigies."
"Here are their stats and information, sir."
A folder was dropped onto the desk.
Captain Anderson nodded in satisfaction, "Perfect."
To Recipient #0004
You have been selected by the Central Youth Undercover Agency. Under careful considerations on your skill sets and rankings, we ask for you to join us in our latest mission. If you choose to participate, please show up to the address written below promptly at 4am on July 24, 2016. This message will self destruct in T-minus 60 seconds. Only speak of this to those you trust.
00000 South Central Avenue
Ripon, California 00000
From,
The CIA
Oliver Thatcher
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Operation Vanity
AdventureTake a moment to think of every high school cliché you can imagine. There's the jocks. There's the cheerleaders. There's the Einstein reincarnations. There's the stoner bad boys. There's the goth chicks. You may think you have these five all figured...
