It's not every day that the Supernatural Investigation Agency SIA evaluates three teenagers whether they are fit for duty. But defiant Sally Storm, genius Ryan Montgomery and special kid Moe Doe are not everyday kids. They handled monsters before, s...
All right, now Agent Black managed to bring the three kids under her wings and got them ready for the main event: the Test! You should know, first looks are deceiving. The kids are 13, 15, and 18, mere teenagers, but they come prepared from a monster encounter in real life. How? Where? When? All in their first full book-length adventure "Teen Monster Hunters".
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The drive to the institute was uneventful. It was a large Lincoln with enough room for all the three in the back. The silver lining for them was that they did not have to go to school, as Black had given them a alibi in writing based on the same cover he had used to make Moe available. Shortly after nine, they arrived at a small clean office campus with water ponds in the middle. The main building looked like any other office building, lot's of tinted windows, three levels, and a lobby with large glass doors. The company logo read "Singular Information Associates" and looked like just another forgettable logo.
"Hiding in plain sight," muttered Ryan when they left the car.
"The company's abbreviation is clearly SIA, but I bet the 'S' stands neither for Singular nor Science," Sally said.
Black greeted them at the door and said "Let's get you to your stations."
"We are not tested together?" Ryan asked.
"No, each evaluation is based on individual parameters."
"Will we get to see Director Fletcher?" Sally looked around. It was just a regular lobby, if not for the ingenious security gateway door that was the only way to the inner part of the building.
"Maybe in the afternoon," Black said and ushered them to the far end. "I'll be around in the morning, but not in the afternoon. We have an exercise off-campus. But the evaluation team will take you to the car at sixteen-hundred hours sharp, so will be home in time for dinner.
"This arrangement looks secure," Sally remarked and knocked on the thick glass that divided the lobby from the inner part of the building.
"No one in, no one out. Except for authorized people."
"Keeping secrets?" Ryan said.
Black did not answer but continued. "Over here at the security desk, we take a retina eye scan and your thumbprints plus a photo."
All the three kids went through the identification process. The doors of the security gate only opened after a security guard had visually inspected them and had pressed their thumb at a scanner to verify the newly created ID. Sally had to squeeze into a small tubular gateway. She looked sideways and found Ryan stuck in the same situation. The door behind her closed. Inside the gate, there was another check—an eye scan. After a few clicks, the one in front finally opened.
Three people waited for the three kids on the other side—one in a lab coat, one in a brown turtleneck pullover with a narrow reading glasses, and one in a training suit. Black assigned the kids. Moe received Mrs. Lab Coat; Ryan got Mr. Turtleneck; Sally got stuck with Mr. Trainer who almost looked as mean as her training partner in the dojo.
