Scouts honour

1

Name:
Drew Shepherd

Height:
6'2"

Gender:
Female

Date of birth:
16 April 1994

Place of birth:
Perth, Australia

Weight:
Unknown

Blood type:
O

Family:
N/A

Location:
Unknown

Status:
Unknown

Connections:
Unknown

The lights turned back on in the room full of agents, field and management; they are all there and they are silent staring at the woman on the screen.

Special Agent Joel is currently working on finding the woman on the screen, she herself frustrated at her lack of progress on the case.

"As you can see, we are having trouble finding her or any new information we don't already know," she says with a sigh.

"Do you think we need more man power and more hours?"

She shakes her head and walks to the projector; she lifts her pointer and places it over the woman's lips, "it will not make a difference, she's practically invisible. I think the best solution is to stop looking for her and maybe she'll come to us?" she says sounding unsure.

Deputy Assistant Director Forster sighs and nods, "fine, but you personally take care of this." He declares before standing and signalling the end of the meeting.

Everyone in the room stands and leaves a worried Joel to stare at the woman on the screen. She shakes her head and walks to her office.

She's an active field agent and doesn't know Drew Shepherd personally, she came in three years ago at age twenty showing the best potential in her class, she rose quickly in the ranks and was given a high profile case after only two years of being an agent. She knows her five foot eleven height and toned build gave her an edge on the field.

She walks into her office, she's hardly ever there. Only for brief moments to grab new assignments but she's had fewer and fewer due to her attention being needed on the current case.

She picks up the folder and opens it, there is information on a target where she'll need to go undercover, her favourite. Nothing gets her adrenaline pumping more than being surrounded by men with big guns; she rolls her eyes at her internal sarcasm.

"Agent Joel, your new identity," the IT specialist says handing her a folder with passports, an identity book, and information on who she'll be, where she lives and other relevant information during her assignment.

"What's he wanted for?" Agent Joel asks nodding at the folder at her desk.

Cameron shrugs, "trafficking, but that's not the problem, he's making a new drug that could possibly destroy human kind. Your mission is to investigate and report back here every week for the next six months, do not engage until we've gathered enough information. The six months you'll use to infiltrate and be trusted, nothing more, nothing less," Cameron says.

Agent Joel, who's now Hillary Grant, smiles, "I'll do my best to keep some fun for you,"

Cameron lifts his eyebrow, "get to Justin for your weapons," he takes a step back and looks back at Hillary, "I am not a field agent, but save some for the others." He winks before walking away.