The Agency And The Division ✔ [REWRITING]

[COMPLETED]

"Oh crap is that..." Brett started, but when he noticed that it was indeed my baby in this jerks hands he stopped dead in his tracks. "...man if I were you I would put it down." He said clearly knowing where this was going.

I took one more step towards him so that I stood only inches away from him. I reached for my gun but he moved it out of my grasp.

"If I were you I would listen to what Brett said, and I don't like to repeat myself. So, Give. Me. My. Gun." I said and put an emphasis on each word at the end. He just smirked and pulled my gun further away.

"And I don't like to repeat myself. Or what?" He repeated his earlier question.

If that's what he wants then that's what I'm gonna give him.

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K.C. is a 20 year old young woman. She also works for an agency named The Agency, where she and her team -Omega 1- track down and bring in mobsters, high profiled drug lords and people like that.

Two new agents are being recruted and K.C. is in charge of them and has to accept them in her team. She doesn't work well with people she doesn't know, so she doesn't exactly think this idea is the most cheeriest one.

Omega 1 gets assigned to a mission that triggers old feelings in K.C. that she has been burying deep inside of her self for years. She isn't exactly the most open person in the world and tries to carry everything alone on her shoulders.

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A/N

Don't judge the book by the first chapters please...

It gets better. I promise.

You won't regret reading it.

This story contains strong language and violence, but if you're cool with that stuff then go ahead and read.

I might have some spelling or grammar mistakes since I'm from Finland, so just tell me and correct me if you want.

I won't get mad.

Oh I almost forgot! Also contains very serious sarcasam! So yeah, read on your own risk, blaah blaah blaah... enjoy.

And please don't copy my work. Thanks!