Spies in Training

Prologue

“So are we good with our new candidates?” asked a soft calming voice. The voice travelled in the quiet room, so she had no need to raise it. The others understood the vitality of the meeting and have been doing it too long to be reprimanded in front of their peers. They all shifted in their seats, some more comfortably than others as they looked over the names and silently viewed them for themselves.

Going over the list they all mentally agreed, she really went all out this time to find these prospective students. These bios were a lot more detailed than the others that came before them, making them increasingly aware that they don’t want a repeat mistake. That mistake had almost caused them the shutting down of the school that some of them had called home for the past several years and bodies that they never wanted to be accounted for. It was disheartening to know that a student of such potential turned out to be that power hungry and they all had to suffer the consequences because of it.

She watched her fellow members as they looked thoughtfully at the candidates in front of them. She knew like her, they were all thinking the same thing. She pushed back her chair lightly as to not disrupt them from their thoughts and moved slowly to the water cooler. She pushed the lever gently and slowly released the tension that she was gnawing at her since starting this meeting. Leave the others for me to do the hard work by myself she thought warily. She cleared her throat loudly and she still after several years found it a bit funny that they all snapped to attention when she did it.

“They will be coming second week of June, usual boot camp procedures. But I’m going to be honest, it looks like they’ll all make the cut.”

“Is that a bad thing?” questioned the brunette with the green highlights and chocolate skin tone. “We pride ourselves on being the best damn organisation there is. The last thing we need is our sponsors thinking we lowered our standards."

The others nodded their agreement. She felt that swell of pride she normally felt when they were brave enough to voice their opinions to her directly.

"Well then," she said as she made her way back towards her seat. She lowered herself gracefully and rocked back her chair slightly. "Let's begin."