About 5 or 6 years later.
"Lucas. We have a new job for you." John said as I entered the automatic glass door with our job's logo on it. Everyone turned to look at me and i gave they a nod of acknowledge before everyone went back to work.
"Spit it." I said looking at John as he typed into his computer. Then the large projection screen in front of me turned on.
"Alright we got a new lead on the case we've been working on." John began as he typed. "This guy is Nikolai Vasilievich. He's an immigrant from Russia." A picture of a man with jet black hair, a crooked nose and a bit of big muscle figured appeared. "He is a spy for the Russian government. Though the Cold War is behind us, is doesn't stop the adrenaline to be number nuclearly, economically, and so on and so on." John continued typing.
"However, this spy right here is on a special mission."
John looked up at me as I concentrated on getting all of Nikolai's physical features. When I was done I looked down at John. "Continue." I stated.
John took a deep breath then sighed. "He's here to try and kill the president of the United States. I grinded my teeth together as my jaw clenched. "And how does he expects to get away with this?" I asked.
"He doesn't. He is willing to die as long as the job is done." John stated as he turned back to the screen.
"Nikolai is also a drug suppler. Big time suppler." John continued giving out information. "He's the one everyone goes to and he's making a big load out of this." I just shook my head. "And how do we know that he's just not an immigrant smuggling drugs into the country, instead of a spy wanting to kill the president?" I said through my teeth.
John pulled up more pictures. These of Nikolai with other men. "The men you see him with in these pictures are of other spies. On the same mission. They meet up regularly but not noticeably. I think the drugs for Nikolai is just a way to get more money and a gig." John said clicking a way. "And why haven't we catched him if we have all the facts needed?" I asked.
John turned his chair to look at me. "That my friend is where you come in." John turned away again. "Every time our men come close enough at catching him or killing him, he is with a woman. A woman and her son." John clicked some more until a picture came up with Nikolai and a woman; however her face was looking the other way so you couldn't see. I sighed. "Now I'm pretty sure the woman has nothing to do with what's going on. I mean she believes his name is Blake Evens."
"However, she is engaged to this man that she thinks she knows." John clicked some more then a new picture appeared with a face I would never forget. My heart stopped then started pounding quickly.
"Her name is," John said.
"Macy Cruz." John and I said together, me breathless.
John turned to me. "You know her?" I looked down then back at the picture. She had changed since I had last seen her. But she still looked the same to me. Brown hair long against her carmel skin and her wide brown eyes.
I nodded. "She was my best friend." I stated. John nodded in understanding. "Now I see why boss picked you."
"What do I have to do?" I stared at the picture gripping on to John's chair tightly
"You have to kidnap her and her child." John said as if it was the most usual and easiest thing in the word. "What!?" I yelled.
"It's the only way of getting Nikolai/Blake. However, you want to call him." John looked at me.
"It's the only way Luke." I stared at him my mouth clenching.
"Fine." John smirked. "Good. Now when you are getting her and the child remember that Nikolai has her being followed by back up." I looked at him like if he was crazy.
"He is a drug dealer." I shook my head. "So you will be going undercover as a cashier in the supermarket she does her shopping in. And since you know her strike up a conversation and when you see the body guard, shoot him then take her and the child." John smiled.
"You make it seem easy." I said.
"It is." John said. "You're one our best. Your dad would have been proud." I nodded at him then sighed.
"That's all." John nodded. "Mission accepted." I stated then plopped down on the chair next to him staring at the picture of Macy.
"So how long has it been since you've seen her?" John asked making conversation. I looked at him then back at the picture. "About five or six years." I closed my eyes then looked away.
It wasn't time to rekindle old flames. My job was to protect her as always.
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