I Spy With My Little Eye

Chapter 2

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William’s POV (In London, England)

A large training ring, weapons and gear lining the walls and computer monitors??? That's what I saw when I entered the large room, it looked like a spy base or something, how could my father have something like this underneath his garage. I look around the room in astonishment, running my hands over everything to make sure it is real! Suddenly one of the monitors switches on and a shadowed head appears. The shadowed head starts to speak,

“Agent J? All clear?” My father looks up and does a smart salute,

“All clear Captain.” I look between the two men, confused, my father is a mechanic not some army guy. He told me that his father taught him all that stuff that my grandfather (my father’s father) was in the army, not him. The shadowed figure then looks at me, or turns his head in my direction.

“I am Captain; I am the head of M15.” Wait no, M15!!! It can’t be, that's the British spy agency, no way. This has to be a prank; there is no way that the HEAD of M15 is actually talking to me, no no no this is not happening. I'm so caught up in my thoughts that I almost miss what he said next,

“We would like you to join us, we think you would be an asset, your father has taught you well. William? Will you join?” I look up in shock, he is asking me? Me to join the BLOODY NATIONAL SPY AGENCY!? I mean, this cannot be real. I spin around in shock and collapse dizzily to the ground. My father puts his hand on my shoulder and says,

“Son, my brilliant, brilliant boy, this is the opportunity of a lifetime. They are offering you a future, a career, a job.” He stares me right in the eye, I look away sighing,

“Father, how do you know so much about this? How are you involved in this? What was all this ‘agent’ stuff? How did this place come about?” now it’s his turn to sigh, he looks around sheepishly and bites his lip,

“Look, when I was 18 I got offered a job in M15, I started off small but once I proved myself I began to get bigger and bigger missions. My career was on the rise, I was the best. But one day it all ended. Some people in the mafia found out about me during a mission, I brought them down but it was already too late, my face was all over the news. I decided to settle down, have a wife, maybe some kids, I never thought I would touch that life again until 16 years ago, the day you were born, M15 contacted me.” He pauses, reliving his past, sighing at the moments where I know he really missed something; he then gathered himself and continued,

“I'm now running a mission, to bring down the mafia, from here, this very basement. I trained you so at least you could learn about my life and maybe even join it.” All I could do was stare at him; my father has this complete double life. I look up to the shadowed figure on the screen who had been listening patiently the entire time.

“What do you see in me? What do I have that makes me so special?” I ask confused but also giving myself more time to think,

“You are an average person looks-wise, brown hair and brown eyes, but your skills is what makes you special. You are strong, tall, smart, and you have the ability to learn very quickly. Your father has taught you in all areas, and you excel in all, you are quick on your feet and are likeable. These are all qualities that we spies cherish.” I'm surprised; he knows a hell of a lot about me. He probably stalks me, or gets other spies to stalk me.