Mission 17: Alexa Black

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Started Jan 1, 2019

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||A/N||- '17' refers to the main character and the number of missions she had completed. Also, the beginning chapters will have about 1800 words each. Hope you like it.

Update- 4 July 2019- MISSION 17 GOT ADDED TO THE WATTPAD ACTION PROFILE PAGE!!! Okay, I'm calm now. Happy reading.

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Seventeen scanned the crowd trying to find the guy she was supposed to meet. It seemed pretty weird to meet him in a library but they had to keep things top secret. And what better place than a library, where no one gave two fucks about anything but the words on their book.

She opened up a random novel in the young adult section and sat down. The man she was supposed to rendezvous with was supposed to wear all black, like her. Which didn't help since she could see at least three guys in the same row who fit the description.

Her phone pinged with a text.

He's blonde.

Okay, that cancelled out two of them.

Seventeen got out of her chair and walked towards the last one. He looked like he was in his late thirties, which was weird. She didn't know the boss had agents above the age of twenty-one. He looked up as she walked towards him. One look in his eyes and she knew he was the one. The kind of shit that one goes through in her line of work wasn't something that could be hidden that easily.

          "Licence to kill," Seventeen muttered sitting beside him.

          "Banana split," He said his code word, clearly his choice. "We need to move. This was only the meet point. Boss wants us to join her at another place."

Seventeen nodded, not surprised. She checked out the novel she had in her hand to prevent suspicions and also because she thought she might like it.

They walked outside to a waiting limousine. The chauffeur opened the door for them. The man held his hand out for her to walk in first. If she didn't know any better she would have thought that this man was just courteous. But one look at him and she could tell he was just using her to make sure it was safe.

Seventeen rolled her eyes and entered. The limo was empty, except for a case file on the seat, which she picked up.

          "Let me see that for you," The man said entering.

She smiled back at him. "It's alright. You are too kind, but I can manage this."

          "Sarcasm," He noted.

          "Wow. You are the best detective there is." She muttered.

He didn't reply so she looked into the file. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw the name on the first page.

Jonathan C James

No way.

Seventeen quickly scanned through the rest of the file. There wasn't much other than a city name. More than half the file seemed to be redacted but the fact that they still managed to get the name of the city surprised her.

This guy was the third most wanted man in the country and boss managed to track him down? Something seemed off. The man wouldn't have come up on the radar until unless he wanted to.

The limo came to a stop near what looked like a gym. Seventeen got down with the file in her hand. She barged inside with Mr Man-in-black on her heel.

The inside looked exactly like a gym. Except for one part; a security guard standing outside a door marked 'showers'.

She walked up to him.

          "Use the restroom, young lady." He said as I walked closer to the door.

Seventeen held up the file in her hand. He gave it one glance and then opened the door for her. She walked in and heard the door bang close behind.

          "I'm with her," she could hear the man whine behind the door.

          "You know, I'm used to being paired up with people who aren't as smart as me, but this is just a whole new level," she said as she walked towards the desk in the centre of the room.

          "He will be useful," Boss replied adjusting her glasses.

          "If you say so, Marion," Seventeen replied dropping the file on her desk and sitting down in front of her. "Jonathan James."

          "Jonathan James." She said.

          "Doesn't it seem weird he just popped up on your radar? Maybe--"

          "It is a trap?" She finished for her. "That is what I thought too at first. But this was clearly a mistake. It wasn't even a direct match. One of my best hackers--"

          "Ry." She cut in knowing exactly who Marion was talking about.

          "--found out that the burner phone that he was using--" she continued.

          "How do you know it was him?" Seventeen cut in again.

She paused for a sec before replying.

          "How about you let the hacking job be left to the hackers and you do your job," Marion replied.

          "I'm just trying to make sure this isn't another 'Tokyo'," she replied recalling the last mission that went down the drain.

          "I understand. And I've done all the research. The information is valid." She said.

She got up and walked to the front of the desk. Her stilettos clicked on the marble floor. She sat on the desk and crossed her legs.

Authority.

Seventeen smirked. "You know that doesn't work on me since I taught you that?"

Marion ignored her comment and picked the file and held it up.

          "You are my best agent. I need you on this undercover op." She said. "Are you in?"

Someone banged on the door suddenly.

          "Sir. You cannot run and hit the door like that. It's not going to open." We heard the guard speak outside.

          "Just you wait and watch." The man replied.

Seventeen looked back at Marion with her eyebrow arched. "Really? This guy?"

She ignored her and pressed the Bluetooth speaker on her ear.

          "Let him in."

The next second the door opened and the man ran straight in and smashed his groin right on the edge of the desk. He fell down groaning.

          "I'm going to ask again," Seventeen muttered. "Really?"

          "Yes. Really." She replied. "Christopher, are you alright?"

Christopher placed his hand on the desk and lifted himself up. "I'll be fine." He gave her two thumbs ups and a lopsided grin to attest to that.

          "Okay. Here is your complete file." She replied handing out a different file on the desk.

Seventeen flipped through the pages going over the highlighted points. It was more redacted than the previous one.

          "Damn. This file is so black some white woman called the cops on it." Christopher commented.

          "You caught him donating money to a high school." She read off the sheet, ignoring Christopher.

Marion nodded. "It was an anonymous donation, but it came from what we think is his personal bank account."

          "So you caught him doing something that you cannot bring him in for," she said. "That's why you called me. You need me to get solid information for you so you can put him in jail."

Marion nodded again. Seventeen flipped till the last page.

          "That's it?" She asked. "What am I supposed to do? Choke the principal till he tells me where James is, fly to that place in a helicopter, jump out of the helicopter shooting down all the security guards, and then put a bullet in his brain?"

Christopher chuckled. "This isn't mission impossible, sweetie."

          "She's done it before," Marion replied for me.

          "Which part? The jumping out the helicopter part or the shooting all guards as she falls part?"

Seventeen smiled sweetly at Christopher's shocked face.

          "Nothing like that," Marion replied to her query. "Jonathan won't be that easy to get to. You will be joining the high school he gave the money to."

          "You want me to go to high school?" She asked. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

          "That's the only way to do some digging without tipping him off." Marion reasoned. "Christopher is going to be a teacher."

          "Don't you have to be smart for that?" She muttered.

          "Excuse me?" He asked.

          "DON'T YOU HAVE TO BE SMART FOR THAT?" She repeated louder, knowing damn well that he heard her the first time.

He scoffed at her and folded his arms across his chest. Marion held her hand out to shut us up as she pressed her Bluetooth device.

          "Let him in." She said. "There is one more agent joining you."

          "Great," Seventeen muttered. "More the merrier."

The door opened behind her.

          "I would have reached here on time if the driver knew the right spot." A deep sexy voice spoke.

She didn't turn around. The new-comer walked forward and stood beside her. He shook Marion's hand, took his case file and grabbed the seat next to the one she took.

          "Jacob will be your partner. He will pretend to be your brother and you'll go to high school together." Marion said pointing to him.

          "What for?" She asked. "Plus I thought you wanted to keep this operation low-key, what part of him says 'low-key' to you? His high cheekbones, his deep voice or his play-boy hair?"

          "You're not so bad yourself, love." He replied smugly.

          "Aw. Sweetie, if you didn't notice, Marion just bro-zoned you for me. So let's keep our relationship at that." Seventeen said.

          "His looks might actually help, Marion said. "This isn't in the file, but Jonathan had a kid. And that kid goes to that high school. We are pretty sure it's a girl. That's where Jacob comes in."

          "Then why am I going? You got the dumb teacher and the player boyfriend, what am I here for?" She asked starting to think this was a complete waste of her time.

          "You are my best agent on the field., Marion said again. "You have all the connections they will need. You are great at improv. And this operation will definitely need it. This is the biggest op we have had. I need to be able to trust the person who leads it."

She paused before continuing. "Tell me. Are you in?"

Seventeen sighed. "Marion, when have I ever disappointed you?"

She opened her mouth to reply, but she cut her off, not needing an answer.

          "I'm in."  

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||A/N|| Hello, fellow readers. Since the description of the book may not have been enough to find out if you are interested in it, I decided to update and post the first chapter.

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