The sound of the helicopter blades cutting through the night air was as satisfying as getting the keys to your first car.
"Hop in." S.A. House told me as he put on his headset.
From there, it was lift off after my leather jacket squeaked while I climbed inside and we were flying over the ocean into a whole different country.
"You knew the agent they murdered." I looked over and
"He was married to Kelsey Rodriguez, a mutual friend of my family." I told him, looking out at the dark blue sky/
"My condolences." I wished he would stop trying to cozy up to me... It's not gonna make this mission easier.
"How long have you been down here? What's a fed's role on the international level?"
"I've been assisting in running a network of assets in Ukraine. As of late, my superiors have befriended a couple higher ups from the local government. As long as both parties cooperate, this investigation should go pretty smoothly."
"If you expect smooth, then there's a chance you might be in the wrong business. Regardless, I became Reagan Sandoval a few days ago, aspiring investigative journalist. I was doing some research and even though Belyakov's business was shut down by Homeland, he ran home and have basically bent over and spread his cheeks for an Algerian anti-American terrorist organization calling themselves the Freeman's Army of Justice using an offshore account. They're based out in Oran."
"We have people on the ground who have given us information that confirms your story. My name is Special Agent Wesley House, I'll be your handler for this mission." He stated in a completely neutral tone of voice, almost asking me to question him as my ally based on how he used to speak to me.
"Who am I going to be answering to from the Company?" At this, he let out a sharp exhale.
"As much as it hurts to say, the Company has granted you complete autonomy. Any Company resources and tools are at your fingertips." Did I hear him right? Hello? Why would they give me...
"Are you shitting me?"
"Surprised the hell out of me, too. As you're aware, this joint task force is FBI, CIA and Interpol. You will be working with Special Agent Rodriguez as the resident spooks for this ride. You two make a play, we'll follow through. Welcome to Operation Bounty Hunter." He said as I stared out the chopper window out at the moonlit ocean. This is really happening. All the sudden, a staticky voice came over the comms.
"Cleopatra, this is Amazon. No tracking detected at this time, proceeding to L-Z as planned, over."
"Confirmed, Amazon. This is Cleopatra, standing by at A-O. See you soon, over." The static was gone as we reached the landing zone and when I saw my mother who couldn't see my face, I reflexively put my hood up as the two of us walked toward her. My heart nearly shattered as she struggled to hide the shock on her face when she looked at me...
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Operation: Bounty Hunter
Teen FictionIn this espionage-thriller, you follow the tale of a wide-eyed hacker, recovering from the death of his father, named Daniel Rodriguez, who was raised by heroes and their stories. Using his new found freedom as a high school graduate, Daniel jumps a...