“Alright, so you might have assumed from my email that I am assigning you yet another mission. Now, we both know this will be a much harder and more time-consuming mission, as you are now a field agent. This means that you’re going to have to go under cover to look into it and dig up as much information on the subject as you can. Because you are one of the youngest field agents the agency has seen in a very long while at 20 years of age, I think this mission would suit you best.”
Millions of questions sped through my mind as he said all this: When is it starting? How much time would it take? A month? 6? A whole year? And why does it suit me best?
Mr. Tweed seemed to notice my anxious expression, because he threw one of the files he had under his arm onto the desk in my direction.
“You’re going to go undercover to bust a drug dealer. His name is known by many all around the globe, and he sleeps around a lot as well. We have been trying to get enough proof to finally bust this guy for more than 2 years, so you will have to be on this mission as long as it takes. His name is Niall Horan.”