March 27th
2016
07:13 am
Calgary, AB
51.0570° N, 114.0708° W
"How did she get in?" Director Yora shouted from his seat in the control room, where he had been called when someone reported a security breach.
"I think it might have been through the old river entrance," one of the agents on duty, Agent Maxwell, said as he looked over the Director's shoulder.
Darleen swore. "I thought we closed that entrance when we got the new one on Prince's Island Park!"
"Apparently not closed enough," The Director muttered as Annie tasered another agent outside the medical wing. Suddenly, Forty-two stumbled out of one of the patient's rooms. The two mercenaries exchanged a few words before Annie slapped him and he stumbled into a wall, where he then threw up all over the floor.
"I guess he did get a concussion," Darleen commented oh-so-very-helpfully as Annie snapped picture of Forty-two. She then carefully stepped around the vomit and continued on her way as if nothing had happened. Director Yora just stared at the screen before realizing that she was getting dangerously close to his office.
"Get any agent on duty to stop her before she reaches anything important. I want her either arrested or dead; doesn't matter as long as I get that package."
"Yes sir," one of the other agents in the room, Agent Trump, said as he ran out the door.
"Are you sure that our agents can reach her in time?" Darleen asked "I mean, I know that they're all over the place, but are there any nearby?"
"I would hope so," The Director replied.
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Chase
ActionTake a package from one place to another. Sounds simple, right? Not when all the agents who try are murdered. And definitely not once it turns personal. Note: I have the end of the story written but it is not nearly as well written as this (at le...
