I stared at the mission folder that was lying open on my bed. His face was staring right at me.
A face I would never forget.
I groaned frustratedly and slammed the folder shut. I wanted to kill him so badly. I rubbed my stomach and sighed, reopening the folder and reading the information.
Name: Michael Moore
Age: 26
Ethnicity: White British
Occupation: Unemployed
Location: 3 Langford Drive, Southgate, London.
I grabbed my laptop and fired it up, hurriedly going onto Google and searching the address. "You're not far, are you?" I said to myself and chewed on my lip. I made a split decision and took note of the directions and jumped up off my bed. I slipped a cap on my head along with a pair of sunglasses and stuffed my feet into my converses. Once I was ready I grabbed my bag that wa
