DeMonte's Secret- Series 2

Chapter Three: Gone

Yasmin arrived at headquarters saying "Hey." to Linda at who worked at the front desk by the main entrance. Her specific agency was mostly women,  which she didn't mind one bit.

"What the hell is it?"

She asked Desirée as she placed her bag down.

"Look, I don't even know. You have to go to Felicity for that."

Desi said. Yasmin nodded and grabbed her utility belt.

"Knock, knock."

She said as she walked into Felicity's office.

"Finally, you're here."

She said smiling at her desk.

"Yeah, one sec."

Yaz said.

"Joce!!"

Yaz called peaking out the door. Jocelyn came running over.

"Babe, I need you to take this chip and send it to Milan. Give me an undetectable chip for my phone."

Yasmin said before turning back to Felicity.

"I told Christian I was going to Italy, god forbid he finds out I did the opposite of what he said."

Yaz said as she sat on the desk.

"I know. Look, we called you here because David is on the move again. Six people, have died since the last time."

Felicity said. Yaz nodded remembering the first time Chris sent her away on a month cruise but she ended up on a mission.

"Where is he?"

Yaz asked as she stared at the map board.

"Moscow."

Yasmin groaned.

"This man sure knows how to move."

"Just go to Desirée to get your new I.D and passport. You leave tonight."

Felicity said as Yasmin walked to Desirée.

"You still hiding this from him?"

Desi asked.

"Unless his life depended on it."

Yaz said laughing.

"I thought y'all said no more secrets, Miss, uh, DeRossi."

Desirée said laughing.

"Ew, of course they give me an ugly alias."

Yaz said grabbing the passport and license.

"Yeah, I know I said no secrets but I did this for me. That way I have some protection while he's away."

Yaz said.

"So this isn't to get him back right?"

Jocelyn asked standing next to Desirée.

"No, if I wanted to get him back, I'd have an affair not become a CIA Agent."

Yaz said as she clicked her gun in her holster.

"That's true."

Desirée and Jocelyn said at the same time.

"Nope, this is for me. It's only been eight months, and I mean it's fun and all but I had to fast forward my sons' birthday."

Yaz said fixing her jacket to cover her gun.

"How are they?"

Jocelyn asked.

"Good, thanks. How's Jeremy?"