"Okay Melissa can you do this?" He says through the comms.
"Yes director I can I'm just preparing my weapons." I say as I'm looking through the scope of my rifle right at my target.
He's a Russian spy sent here to dismantle our government. My assignment to stop him. I just can't miss my shot.
I breathe in on the release of my breath I pull the trigger. The bullet moving at around 680 mph. It hits the target he's down but they have a mess to clean up.
I pack my weapons folding the butt of the weapon over. Putting it in the slot of my suitcase. Than followed by my stand for the rifle. I make it to the door on the roof.
I feel something sink into my skin and exit a bullet like the one I just shot. It hits me right in the middle of my chest cavity. I hit the ground. Bleeding everywhere. I look up to see the director. "You why you!?" I say angrily confused.
He replies "Because I'm the mole in the agency." Than he puts the final shot in my head I'm dead.
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Central Security Agency
ActionThey don't exist but when an accident happens to an agent they look for her kids to help solve the mystery, with some very special genius help. Will they find out if it was an accident or not.
