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4; fiore

Ariana's pov

"How is it looking?" I asked, looking at my phone as the girl who was doing my hair was doing some last touches

"Perfect" she said, nodding. Her name is Sarah, she's works in the MO section. she came with us just on the plane to color my hair and put in extensions, and make it look professional. I could do it by myself - since it's the least hard thing I'd have to do on the mission - but Elizabeth insisted that Sarah should do my hair. I sat up, and turned to her smiling.

"Thank you" I smiled, as she nodded smiling. I got up from my chair, as I brushed my hands through the new hair. I walked towards the cockpit, to talk to the pilots, which I did.

"where are we?" I asked, as Martin and Simon looked at me and smiled.

"We're approaching Rome, and arrive in about....fifteen minutes" Simon answered, his eyes attached to the blue Sky ahead.

"Thank you" I said, as I closed the door.  I walked back to my seat where Justin sat with one of his legs crossed, and looking down at the screen, which was Harrison Sinclair's file.

"Found out anything new?" I asked, as I sat down in the white seat. He looked up to me expressionless

"In this photo, He has a tattoo on his left cheek" he said, pointing at a plain cheek "it's written in uv ink,  the naked eye can't see it. I scanned it, The tattoo is a single word, 'fiore' "

"Flower in Italian" I said, as I sat down in the white seat, looking out the window. He nodded.

"He either is a flower enthusiast or someone - maybe a significant  other is  named 'fiore'" he said, looking up at me.

"Or it's a code" I shrugged as he nodded to the side, as if he didn't agree

"I don't think a terrorist organization would have 'Flower' as their code" he said, knitting his eyebrows together

"Just another reason for it to be the code" I replied, crossing my legs and sitting in Indian style. He sighed and rolled his eyes. A sound went off, and it went off twice at the same time, since both Justin and I got the message. I took up my device since Justin didn't bother. Asshole.

The device isn't exactly a phone, it's more of a portable device that's disguised to look like one, but it's really just a safe for the USB inside

I pressed the blue button on the table, as our seats turned, the lights went off and the window shades shut quickly. I walked over to the thin table that came up from the floor, as i turned the device and pressed in the code, as the 'phone' opened like a book. there was the USB. I put it in. I stepped back, as the 'table' took down the USB into it, the Ray flickered, as a screen lowered. Justin put down the portfolio and looked up at the screen, that now had Elizabeth's face all over it.

"You're on a open line with the other agencies, don't say anything stupid" she said. He both nodded, obeying. "You're now flying over Italy. When you come out from the airport, a man is going to be holding a sign with your married last names on it. That man works for the SISMI, so he knows who you two are. He's going to drive you to your hotel. As soon as you step on the Italian soil, you better be the most loving married couple the world has ever seen, got it?"

We both nodded, as I crossed my arms. That's easier said than done since we're talking about Justin here.

"Don't fuck it up" she said. I pressed my lips together and waved, as I took out the USB, and everything went back to normal.