Once upon a time ...
No. Wait. Back up. My bad.
This isn't that kind of story. It's not a fairy tale. It's also probably not the kind of story you should tell a kid before bed.
Though it does start with a kid. A little girl.
A little girl who lost her parents to a fire that occurred in the building they worked in. A fire that spread rapidly, and caused an explosion. A fire that took dozens of lives.
It was later labeled as a terrorist attack.
The little girl was rendered an orphan, all in the matter of minutes. One moment she was just another kid at an elementary school, and the next, she was being brought to the principal's office so a man in a nice suit with a shiny badge and pitying eyes could explain to her what had happened.
In just a few minutes, her entire world was flipped upside down. She would never be the same.
But then, neither would the world.
She became something of a mystery, something of a legend. Her name was whispered through the intelligence world like wildfire, and each time it touched someone else's tongue it took on a new note. Some feared her, some were angered by her. Some didn't even believe she actually existed, or if she did, that everything attached to her name was pure story telling — absolutely impossible.
But as time passed, it became difficult to deny her existence. She was very real, and she was very dangerous.
"She's why the Brazilian president was put out of power!"
"She blackmailed and kidnapped a US senator!"
"She broke into the Kremlin!"
"She exposed a pocket of Nazis in Argentina!"
"She sunk a war ship!"
Given how long she and her name have circulated the intelligence world, most find it impossible to separate fact from fiction when it comes to her activity. Never before has a lone individual caused so many countries so many problems. You'd think that by this point, given all the agencies that are after her, she'd have been caught, right?
Wrong.
But surely her crimes will catch up with her eventually!
As of now, that remains to be seen. Though personally, I doubt it. But hey, I might be biased.
See, I happen to know a thing or two about this so-called legend. Mostly because I am her. Now, I go by a nearly infinite amount of names, some of which I pretend I don't know, while there are others which I will shoot someone if I hear. But those aren't the names that send the 'best of the best' into a frenzy.
I'm Max Destin, and you don't find me. I find you.
