Prologe

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A lady in high heels strode down a deserted ally looking this way and that. She was wearing a long trench coat and had her hat pulled low to cover her eyes. She turned a corner and slipped throught an unnocitabl side door to a popular restaurant.

She sat down in a corner observing her surroundings. The room was quit pleasant with a small glass chandelier blazing with artificial light. The room was almost empty besides a few late night dinners but the lady's eyes slid over them, landing on the man serving them. She slipped up to the counter and slid a small piece of paper on to the bench. Without even looking at it he turned to her and slid it into his pocket.

" Would you like anything?" He said politely looking up at the strang women standing in front of him.

" Just tea please." She said very quietly.
He brushed his calloused hands through his sandy brown hair and rubbed the short stubble on his chin.

"It will be here in 15 minutes." The lady nodded at his message and walked out the door turning around into an ally.

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"I thought you said fifteen minutes!" The lady growled as the bar tender entered the back ally.

" you were counting? How sweet, I guess you just couldn't wait to see me." He replied arms crossed.

" quite the opposite Mr.Jones," she hissed violently.

" I'm flattered. What do you want."

"I don't want anything, but they do." Mr Jones opens his eyes wide.

" So what do they want."

" These." She replied, handing him a sheet with eight named written in flowing hand writing.

He read the first.
" Lydia, age 17 master at Karate, Kung fu sword fighting and other martial arts. Liberty, age 15, can speak German, French, English,all Aboriginal, Indonesian and 42 different languages. Cassandra, age 12 and already has the greatest mind this world has ever seen. Daniel, age 16, real sweet heart and can get anyone to just about anything for him. Hazel, age 20, master at weapons. Jerrold, age 18, very smart and good at excuses. Sophie, age 14, air head but knows her makeup. And Tori, age 19, tuff nut to crack, but she can crack any nut." As the women finished mr.jones razed a sceptical eyebrow,

"There kids." He stated quit plainly.

" they have potential mr. Jones."

"But there kids." The lady sighed

" Mr Jones, you have been off duty for twenty years and once you finally get a mission you are going to refuse? If you do not understand let me put it this way. If you don't do this, if you don't train these "children" to there full extent, you better run really, really fast." With that threat Mrs.jones turned and walked away.

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