Knight in Sneakers

Epilogue

Headlines: Ethan Stone, the late powerful head of the no longer existing illegal gang, Xavier's Club, has been found dead in his own hotel, La Ciel, in Paris on 8th November, 2016. Numerous members from the gang working for his security have also been found dead.

The crime scene was more gruesome than any other crime scene recorded for the past decade. He was found with his throat half slit and tied to lit fireworks which has left his blown face in many pieces.

The government and the police department have never been more relieved with the death of one of the most wanted criminal, and have sent their gratitude to the private agent team behind the end of the notorious gang, Xavier's club.

F.O.R.C.E has given...

Entry 64

2nd December, 2016.
Friday
11:02 a.m

Clarke Augustan

"I am still not sure how you were so definite that your target in Paris was the actual Ethan Stone. It was classified information that no one could get their hands on." Chief Charles was still very curious to know how I had the knowledge of Ethan Stone's real identity, but I'd never rat out myself or Hedge, it would put us in more trouble than reward.

"Gut feeling, chief." I replied shortly with a small smile.

"Some gut you have..." He replied with a tired sigh and pulled out a black file that was under many other colourful files. "I was very surprised when I first heard about your decision to become a trainer instead, Clarke. I got very tired of trying to keep you away from missions." I saw Mike smile at Chief's words slightly from his place, where he was leaning against the window. I still didn't know why he was here but I didn't want pick a fight with him, so I let it be. It's chief's office anyway and he could do what he wants.

"I noticed. What about the cops who were caught? It's still not over-"

"Don't worry, Mike and Carter will take care of it."

"Alright."

"Uh- Yes, here it is." He passed me the file and then proceeded to speak in the intercom, "Katrina, please send Andrew in." The door opened behind me and I couldn't help but turn around as curiosity got better of me. My eyes landed on the preteen with similar light brown hair and dark brown eyes like Drew. His eyes widened slightly with fear as they met mine and I smiled internally at his reaction. A month ago, he wouldn't have reacted this way. But after the 'gruesome' death of Ethan Stone, everybody just started fearing me and took a step back.

"C-call me Drew." He stuttered as he stretched his arm out towards me to shake. I raised an eyebrow at his words and turned towards Chief as slight annoyance rushed to my nose.

"Is this a joke?" My tone was harsher than I expected it to be. Mike was going to reply but he immediately shut up as I glared at him.

"N-no. Uh-It might seem like it's on purpose but trust me, it was coinc-"

"Stop." I turned back to the kid who had turned few shades paler but still had his arm stretched out. I shook his hand and managed to give him a small smile despite my irritation with Chief. "My name is Clarke and I'm calling you Andrew." With that I walked out feeling a little down at the reminded of Drew and the heavy filed didn't help.

"C'mon Clarke. It wasn't on purpose. You know you are my favourite Augustan." Chief's words stopped me just as I put my hand on the doorknob. I smirked as I turned around to face him.

"I know I'm not your favourite Augustan but I know I'm still the better Augustan."

With a new principal, a new tight security, and no more death threats, much to Aaron's happiness, his father agreed for no more bodyguards. Aaron tells me he told his parents about me, I know he told his mom, but his father?