𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 ➤ [ 𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑝 ]

14

Song- Sail
by Awolnation

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WHERE THE hell is Hurley?" Irene Kennedy bursts through the doors of the CIA safe house, a few other agents following in suit.

Stan Hurley had dissapeared. There is no sign of him, no trace of evidence as to where he might be, and I have no idea what to think about his absence.

At the sight of Irene, Mitch and I sprint to our feet, immediately seeking answers, "you gotta' tell us what's going on here, now. That guy he trained, who the hell is he?"

Irene stops dead in her tracks, clearly shocked at Mitch's questions, her eyes flicking between Mitch and I.

"It's not something you two need to know right now." She tells us, her voice holding an authorative tone, my eyebrows raising slightly.

"Not something we need to know? Hurley has fucking dissapeared and that guy might be a clue as to where he is." Irene narrows her eyes at me, giving me a slight glare, though before she can retort, Mitch is quick to chime in.

"What are you covering up?" He adds onto my previous statement, Irene not looking pleased at the two of us.

"When you've got a level 5 security clearance and twenty years of experience, talk to me, until then, shut up and do your jobs." She hisses, her eyes traveling from Mitch and I to Annike who is being escorted out by two agents.

Mitch and I, of course, told Irene about what happened, about her being with the enemy.

"I want her phone decrypted and scanned." Irene orders, speaking to an agent standing next to her.

I move my eyes toward the agent, him beginning to speak to Irene, "local PD pulled a body from the harbour an hour ago, a gunshot to the chest, Iranian intelligence officer is out of shining." He informs, my mouth slightly agape at this information.

"That's the guy Hurley wants to meet?" Mitch pieces the puzzles together, my mind racing as I finally get what Hurley's plan is.

He wants to meet his ex trainee.

"We gotta go after him." Mitch pushes, me nodding, "yeah, we need to."

At this, Irene turns on her heel, her eyes violent, her seemingly agitated.

"There's a fucking nuke implant, that's the mission. And the only mission, this is now a joint CIA operation whether we like it or not."

I frown at her, biting my lip to not blow up, what the fuck is wrong with her? Hurley could be in serious danger and here she is, not even giving a damn.

"So, you're just gonna' write him off then? That's the plan?" Mitch sounds just as pissed off as I am by Irene.

"Stan Hurley is the closest thing to family that I've got and if he was standing here right now, his only question would be why are we wasting our breath talking about him." Irene retorts, pursing her lips as she gives one glance at Mitch and I, "you're through here, both of you, you're going home, that's an order." And with that, she walks off, not even looking back.