INTEGRITY CODE.

Chapter 5. Disco and Chandeliers.

Tracy's POV.

"Which of these do you think is better?" I heard Mercy ask. She was gesturing to some sample designs on her computer.

"You just made fun if my intellect and you expect me to help you with that?" I gave back an impossible look.

"Just tell me what you'd go for. I'll trade that for my snacks."
I considered that for half a second then answered, "deal."
I hadn't eaten anything since...well since mine was destroyed, cold heartedly if I may add.

"I knew that would do the trick. " she said as she threw me her bag. Inside it was a bag of chips, a packet of cupcakes, some fried rice that I could guess she carried from school and a milkshake. Also from school.

I looked at all of it then asked, "were you expecting a gathering or something?"

"No silly, it's all for you. I know you like food so I got you that."

"I don't early this much," I tried growling back at her but then my stomach grumbled even louder.
"Try telling that to her," she said indicating my stomach, "you can lie to me but not to yourself. Thats what I like about truth, it always comes out in the end." She ended with a grin.

Defeated I took the cupcakes and the milk and moved closer to her.
"So what do you think?" She asked.

"Try the blue colouring with the red match. A bit of white here and there you go." I replied taking over her computer. I turned it for her to see.
"This is actually nice, the team will love this." The result was a room design that spelt the exact kind of event...a Prom.
"All it needs is some lights and that ball thingy that sparkles." I added.
She fell silent, looking at me amused. She held a snicker in her face. Not really up to any good.

"The ball thingy that sparkles? You really have never been to partys."

"I have," I tried defending myself, "a disco, and it had chandeliers." I ended not sure if she was convinced.
"A disco, really?"

"Yap."

"With chandeliers?"

"Yeah." I continued. I wasn't going to lose to her again.

"Okay, let me believe that," shu turned back to her computer, " so who's your date?"

"Huh?"

"For the Prom dummy. Remind me, from which century are you again? It's a Prom for goodness'sake. You have to have a date with you."

"I don't know, am not even planning on going" I replied. Party's were not my thing.

"You are definitely going. I'll be your date if I have to." She asked. It will be hard arguing my way out of this.

"I don't really have to..." She cut me short with a wave of hand. You are going, final. Were are not having this conversation again."
"Alright moom" I gave in.

Rodgers' POV.

"Hey Will, how was school?" Jake asked. He is my best friend, and brother.
"Don't even ask. Hectic. And why am I the one enrolled and not you?"

"Simply because you are our best chance in the Agency." He answered.
Jake knew and understood me. He felt the pain I felt on the agency. The C.A Agency once held its name high. Back when Rodger Hopskin was its leader. It stood for Counter Action. He had inherited leadership from his father, my grandpa. He always said I would take over and lead it even better. The national government and defense had faith in him and the agency. We worked efficiently and gave perfect results.
Things came crashing down after he died. I was only four. I felt I had lost a huge part of my life. A father. I was too young to take over. My uncle, Backster Stockman Hopskin took over. When he took over I was convinced that I lost the remaining piece of my life. I hated him and his son Pride. I was left after his care having not a mother.

Stockman started rejecting government missions. He started his own. He got involved with politicians for power. Instead of hunting down terrorists we became them.
He put and removed politicians from power. Responsible for countless assassinations. These were stories I heard as I grew up. I chose to believe them for I knew whom he really was. It had now turned to an assassination agency. I was forced to my first assassination assignment. I have done lots of missions, kidnappings then letting them go. But this was different. But I had to do it. He said that if I could complete this he would hand over leadership to me, the rightful heir. If this happened then I would restore our old name. For the sake of my fathers. I would remeve those bloodthirsty politicians from power and save the country, just like we used to. I just had to assassinate my target. But would it be fair? To risk one life to save millions others?

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Hello Readers,

I hope you like this. A bit about Tracy and Rodgers. What desision do you think Rodgers will take. Who would like to hear Allan's side? Also, any suggestions on whom Tracy will have for a date?
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