Katie Campbell is one of the best agents in town, she always finish her job clean and fast. Eighty percent of the jails are full thanks to her agile works in dealing with the top wanted villains list of CIA.
Katie grabs her revolver and makes her way to the main office. She has been working for CIA ever since the Boss met her and adopted her. Her agility, familiarity with weapons and quick reflexes have impressed lots of agents. For being such skillful agent she is put into the secret team of CIA.
“Boss. You were asking for me.”
“Agent Campbell, nice to see you here again.”
She nods in respect as her boss shoves a bundle of papers to her.
“That’s your new job. You will do it single handed, not that you mind about that I know, but you can contact our headquarters when in need of emergency.”
Katie scans the papers given to her, nods again in approval and leaves the room.
The town was buzzing with disturbing news about some kind of key of finding the secret of Solomon Inc.’s weakness points. The CIA has been talking about it nonstop yet they haven’t made any move to hunt down the precious jewel. And now Katie needs to solve the drugs dealing problem down the 37 street avenue.
She rolls her eyes as she finished reading her new case.
This time she needs to work at a convenience store as Hannah as her disguise. This way, it will be easier for her to blend with the people around and hopefully tracks down the drug dealers and suppliers.
It was said in the papers given to her that the drugs are mostly sold illegally in small convenience stores.
Hannah strolls down the street to the convenience store. She is going for her work starting tomorrow but she needs to checks on the situation down there, just in case some gangs are related to it, she might even prepares herself with weapons.
The store is unbelievably small and clean, nothing like what she has imagined. It doesn’t look like it’s running under some illegal contracts, but again, never judge the book by its cover. She finds nothing much from the store itself, there were just some sick teenagers who f****d up their life and stopped by the store to buy a pack of cigarette.
There was no one suspicious too so she decides to go home.
Time passes pretty quickly, the second week of her life as a*****e clerk has just begun.
Hannah is wearing long jeans and white buttoned up shirt. She puts on her name label on the right side of her chest. After checking on her revolver in the back waistband of her jeans, she gets out from the changing room and settles herself behind the cashier machine monitoring every single customer that comes into the store.
Hannah is a very friendly teenager who just started to work as a*****e clerk, she’d rather smile politely even when some under-aged punks are purchasing black labeled liquors. She’s just another girl with a petite body who won’t be able defend herself if for instance she was attacked.
No one would have guessed that at the back of her jeans there sat a revolver ready to set a hole on a villain. She will occasionally trails her back just to check on her beloved handgun.
Hannah has just bid another customer goodbye when she notices a few teenagers in front of the snack aisle are passing something from one to another. She knows one of the teenagers, his name is Rodrick, and he used to buy three packs on cigarettes and a pack of skittles.
He has strikingly red curly hair, it’s hard to miss it even when the store is packed. Rodrick usually has a very sweet disposition as a rebelling teenager, he’s the only boy around with the best behavior even though he used to buy lots packs of cigarettes, but she assumes that he was buying for his friends.
But she can’t just approach them and ask them what they’re doing. That is not how Hannah would react, she can’t blow her disguise over something uncertain.
So instead of asking them, she waits until the other boys leave the store and Rodrick is in front of the cashier desk with a pack of skittle.
“Hi Hannah.”
“Hi! Three packs of Marlboro like usual?” She smiles as she prepares his usual purchase.
“Nah, I’ll just have one today.”
“Lessening your smoking dose?”
“Yes. And no.”
“Anything else?”
“Just that.”
“That’s $3.9.’
“Sure.”
He turns out his pocket as he looks for coins when a small pack of something fell out but he quickly takes it back. He smiles his usual freckled-sweet smile as he grabs his cigarette and skittle and leaves the store.
Hannah can’t help but to notice that little pack in Rodrick’s pocket is the drugs she’s supposed to track.
Hannah’s shift ends at 11 p,m.
It’s now 11.17 but Camellia hasn’t come for her shift yet. She did mention something about going on a date with her boyfriend today.
Hannah has been restless, she needs to go to where Rodrick and his gang used to gather. They usually left at 12 to where else no one knows about, so she needs to make haste before she lose her first lead after 2 weeks of investigation.
11.23
The door chimes as it opens and Camellia bursts into the store.
“Thanks the heaven you’re here, Cam! I got something really urgent coming up. I’ll leave the rest to you.”
Hannah strips off her store apron and dashes out of the door as fast as she can.
“O..kay?”
Camellia stares at the swinging door as she watches her friend dashes out of the store, she could have swear she saw something glistening at her friend’s back.
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Katie runs towards the end of the 37 street avenue where Rodrick and his friends used to hang around. It’s time to ask them about the drugs. She couldn’t believe they are involved with the drugs dealing right under her very nose.
As she’s nearing the end of the street, it’s gotten really quite, she glances at her watch, still 11.49. They shouldn’t have left the spot.
The street is awfully eerie, she takes out her revolver and makes her way closer slowly.
As she looks closer, she finds four lying bodies on the ground.
“s**t!”
She runs toward them as she dials 911 for help and check on their pulses.
The other three still have pulses though very weak. She makes her way to the last body she recognized as Rodrick, she puts her fingers on his neck where his jugular artery should be pulsing but she found none.
He was a good kid, he just needed a strict hand to handle, and it’s such a pity she didn’t get to tell him who she really was, but that’s the life she has chosen, people died around her.
As the sirens are blaring, she catches a silhouette of someone running to the 36 street. She wastes no time to wait for the team and runs to give him a chase.
She has been exploring the area surrounding for the past two weeks and she knows that the road he took leads to a dead end. She points her gun to him as he has no more place to run off to.
“CIA! Put your hands where I can see them! You’re under arrest as a suspect for the assaults and murder against those four teenagers!”
The man shows no resistance as some police officers arrest him. He might have consumed the drugs and currently is having an episode from the effect.
“Agent Campbell, I see you’ve managed to find a lead to this case.”
“Sergeant Ross, it’s rare to see you in some trivial drug dealing chase.”
“I didn’t come for the case, Campbell. I came to pull you out from this case.”
“With all due respect, Sergeant, I am having a lead on this case of you haven’t noticed. I didn’t quite understand why you are pulling me out of it.”
“We have been assigned a new case. You may leave this case to another agent. Should you not believe it, I am sure Boss will be calling you back to the headquarters tomorrow.”
“Thank you for the information, Sergeant Ross. I will see to the new case myself tomorrow after I’m told by Boss. Goodnight, Sergeant.”
Katie hasn’t been experiencing something quite like this. The Boss doesn’t like it when a job is not completely finished, it is unlikely that he pulls her out from a case to investigate another, unless the new case is far more complex.
But she has had enough for today, watching someone died is not something she can get used to even after doing her job for the last 7 years. For now she needs a rest, who knows what kind of case the Boss saves for her tomorrow.