Annie got inside her vehicle and started the car. She was going to figure out what was going on, she was going to go crazy if not. She couldn't stand one more night in that dumb dorm.
When she got to the police station, she noticed it was practically empty, which was good for her, easier for her to sneak in.She grabbed a realistic looking wig from her back pack, and changed into some older looking clothes. She made some lines on her face with makeup, she then put some contacts in.
When she walked up to the station, she walked up to the desk lady."Hello dear, I need to speak to the police!" Annie said making her voice more sophisticated and kinda of annoying.
The lady looked up at her and smacked on her gum.
"Which one ma'am?" She asked in a annoyed voice.
"That one whos I charge of the poor boys murder. My sweet little daughter was there! When she came home and told me that, I nearly had a heart attack! I feel so so bad for that poor family, I could never ever take such pain in my life. Even though I did, one time my hamster got away from me and got squas-" Annie had accomplished her goal. She had annoyed the lady and wanted her out of her hair.
"Wow, sounds terrible. Mhm. Um if your talking about Detective. Martine. Then I can't help you, he's investigating the case as we speak. Please come back later." The lady said in a annoyed voice not even looking at her.
Annie thanked the lady and quickly walked out.
Every time she had to go undercover, she loved playing annoying old ladies, they were the best cover.Annie got back inside her car and changed out of the costume. She put on her regular clothes and then headed back in. One her way, she grabbed a rock.
When she got inside, she realized there were two halls. So she took a guess and through a rocked down the left one.
When the desk lady got up to investigate, Annie quickly sneak down the hall.
As she looked at all the door, She couldn't find Detective. Martins name. She wonder if he even had a office.
She went back and looked at the lady. She quickly sneaked into a supply closet and grabbed a small screw.
When she wasn't looking, Annie threw the screw as far as she could down the hall and watched for her to pass.As soon as she passed Annie bolted towards the left hall and searched the detectives name.
When she found his office, she wanted to do a little happy dance. But thought it best to just pick the lock and get inside. Once she was in side she immediately started going through paperwork that was scattered across his desk.
Some stuff was interesting, but other wasn't useful. Then she found it, the list of everything found at the crime scene.
She looked over it very very carefully. She saw that the footprint was a size 12 in men and was a Nike brand shoe. She found that useful, but no business card.
Annie didn't know how they could have missed it, it was right by the body.She pondered on that for awhile, she thought she should get going, she took pictures of everything she found useful, and the. Got up. When she went to twist the knob, she heard the sound of steps coming down the hall. Her heart dropped. She quickly got underneath the desk, right as the door opened.
She almost gasped when she saw shoes appear in front of her, but she held it in.
"Yeah, I'm just picking up some paperwork. I'll be home in a few minutes." She heard a voice say.
She guessed that he was in the phone with his significant other. As he hung up she heard the sound of papers rustling around.
Finally, when she heard the door close, she got up from the desk and waited a few second.Once she was sure that he was gone, she slipped out of the police station faster then how she got in.
On her way to the college she felt like she was getting nowhere. The Agency told her it would probably take a little bit, but she didn't really believed it. She wanted to be out of there before classes started. She hated the idea of doing college all over again.
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•Undercover•
FanfictionPlot: Shes dangerous, shes a spy and she's moving into a new neighborhood. On a new assignment. 25 years old and she's having to "take college" all over again. Uncovering a major scheme, along with making friends. But how do you sort through the fak...