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Agent Files: Don't They Know What It Is to Be a Hero?

Discovered

COVERT BRANCH HEADQUARTERS

What a life, tracking people, killing people, must be for something. And I, David Ward, will always wonder why the hell, I took this Job, because you're Father did the same thing. Alright so you're an assassin set to kill two of the best agents in the CIA, why? Why risk getting caught when you know you will? Why bother? What a loser! Although there must be a good reason, he's up to something and I wanted to know what, just a pity I wasn't the one doing the interrogation. The lift opened and the extraction team returned... without the assassin.
"Tom what happened I thought they were going to interrogate him here?" I asked my fellow employee and friend, Tom Langley. Tom shrugged, "We don't know where he is, we put him in the van, we drove here and opened the van and he was... um... gone... somehow!" 
"Excuse me?" I said. 
"Yeah he just disappeared; Alec is running a search on the cuffs. He put trackers inside every set in the building, a crazy new invention of his." Tom replied, "What are you doing for lunch, wanna come with me, Andy and Kyle to grab some pub food?" Tom asked me. Pub food sounded good, "Sure man, ill go check in with McDonald first though, I want to let him know I received the written statement from Joey and Ramona." I told Tom and went to tell McDonald. 

McDonalds Office

"Yes I understand that... yes... .yes... well I did advise him to go to the meeting but he felt he didn't have to... " Edward McDonald was on the phone when he saw me enter he waved for me to come in. 
"That's right yes... .well when we do I'll let you know... thank you... I'll speak to you soon sir... alright, bye for now. Ah Dave I wanted to see you, sit down." 
"Thank you sir, I just wanted to let you know that I've received a fax from Ramona, her statement sir, I've filed it and it's ready for you to look at anytime you want." 
"Thanks Dave, now I have something to tell you, something regarding two of your agents that I'd prefer you kept to yourself for the meantime." McDonald said, now I was intrigued. 
"Yes sir?" I asked. 
"I have just received news about a murder in Gibraltar. A veteran for the country made an interesting discovery, he had invented a device that when linked to a bomb can be set to detonate when a certain sound or sequence like a song is played. In the early hours of this morning he was murdered, assassinated professionally, we don't know who by. All we do know is they've stolen the device, we don't know what they want it for or what their plans are but I think it's pretty clear what they intend to do with it and I have a feeling it will have a bloody ending." 
"Sir what has this got to do with my agents?" I asked wanting him to get to the point, and he did. 
"An affiliate of ours in Gibraltar went to the place and studied the scene and has found out that the veteran was in fact working on a defence mechanism for bands when they are on stage, a way of protecting themselves against fans trying to get to them. They design was not meant for a bomb but for a smoke box," McDonald explained. 
"What was it for?" I asked. 
"The smoke would block them from view giving them time to escape to safer places, now our contact tells us that the veteran's first test band was to be Green Day." 
"But they should be okay, right?" I asked fearfully. 
"Yes we hope, but they invention wasn't aired to public ears and it wasn't going to be until the opening day when Green Day played at the Madison Square gardens in New York, only the veteran and those professionally close to him knew about the device, which leads me to believe that there was a..." 
"Mole... " I finished for him, he was right, it all added up now. Only someone close to the veteran could have been working for the group and spying on him, or forced to. It was possible that the spy did the killing. 
"When was Green Day to have this opening concert?" I wondered. 
"This weekend, listen I'll give the briefing on Friday you won't open your mouth until then, understood. You're just their handler Dave, don't tell them." 
"Yes sir, I understand sir, thank you." 
So that was it, the start of a new case, and I had begun to wonder about the possibility of my agent's assassin having something to do with this new case. They would want the two best agents who happen to be Green Day's offspring out of the way completely before attempting to harm their parents on the opening day. And I don't think this new group intended on smoking the band at all, I think they would link the device to ten tons of C4 to test on the day... now my head hurts... okay calm down Dave, go get some pub food.

RAMONA'S APARTMENT

"And you two have been secret agents all this time?" Stella asked.
I nodded, "Well I've been an agent since college and Joey joined the branch last year." 
Joey nodded too, "Yeah I was ideal for the operation at the time and they decided to keep me on, we've been partners ever since." 
"Hold on a second I can't grasp this, you two are agents, all this time and you never told us?" Frankito asked, "Did dad know?" He added to me.
 I shook my head, "Kito no one knew, just me and then Joey, trust me we hated lying to you but we had to for everyone's safety." 
"All those times you said you had law reviews in different countries, you were really on missions for the branch?" Stella inquired. 
Joey and I nodded.
Kito wouldn't let it go he was disappointed that I couldn't tell him, "Why, why didn't you tell me, I would have kept it a secret." 
I shook my head, we were doing that a lot, I didn't like talking through noise which was what we were doing, and if Joey and I were going to tell them we had to make sure that in case the apartment was tabbed by the branch we'd have to make noise to drown out our words.
 We were in the bathroom, the shower was on and the music in my living room was turned up full blast. 
"I can't believe you wouldn't tell me," Kito pressed on at us. 
"Kito man, if we told you, the branch would have all of us killed in the fear that there was a leak to their system, if anything is compromised then it's over, the branch, the operation, it's finished and they can't risk that! Look we wanted to really we had our orders not to." Joey explained. 
"You know it's like getting something really cool for your birthday... ." I began 
"A guitar?" Stella asked 
"No something cooler... " 
"A vibrator?" Kito said then... ."What?" 
We all stared at him. 
"It's like getting something cool for your birthday and your mum and brother not telling you who it is because there's the consequence of ruining the surprise." 
"I get it... its really cool although couldn't you have a normal job like playing in a band?" Stella asked. 
"That's not exactly what people might call a normal job, but in answer to your question Stella, no, were signed to this for life!" Joey replied. 
"Damn I wanted to start a band and I was gonna ask you two tonight did ya wanna start one with me." She moaned. 
"Sorry babe maybe you could find someone from University to join you." I told her. 
"Hold on, I hate to break up this lovely band chat but I've just had a thought... "
Kito said and we all looked at him waiting for his thought. 
"You said if we ever found out that we'd be killed... .we just found out... ."
Joey and I exchanged nervous glances. "It wasn't your fault you found out, so you should be okay but your lives are going to be tighter, for example, you can't tell anyone." 
"Yeah no shit!" Kito said. 
"And you can't talk about it around us freely until we say you can, okay," 
"Oh... really?" Kito asked. Joey and I nodded. 
"Well I'm starved I'm getting food!" Stella said getting up. 
"And I couldn't agree more!" I said standing up as well, "I'll join you!" 
"No it's okay!" Stella said, "I'd rather be alone... .Are you coming Kito?" 
"Yeah I think I will... ." He said staring at me and then following Stella. 
As they left I called after them, "You can't talk about this to each other!" 
Stella stopped by the Hi-Fi and looked at me then at the device as she turned it right down. 
I exchanged a worried glance with Joey, "She means have lunch without us!" 
"Give them time Mona they've just found out neither one of us works for a Law Firm or Sports Team!" Joey explained to me and I heartened a little.
Suddenly my beeper went off, "It's McDonald, and he wants us in!"

COVERT BRANCH

"Alright guys we have news," Dave began as he briefed the two agents in his private office. 
"Please tell me you got some info from the assassin!" I said. 
Dave's face dropped took on a look of defeat. 
"What... .Happened?" I demanded. 
"He escaped, but we have found out that it wasn't a man it was a woman!" 
"How?" Joey wondered. 
"Well she was injured from the fight at your place and leaked on the bench in the van; her DNA is that of a woman!" 
"That doesn't help us much... listen McDonald doesn't know about the fight does he?" Ramona asked. 
"We received your statement, it was clear enough, you and Joey was hanging out when the shooter attacked. You both did a good job, well done!" 
Ramona smiled, "Thanks Dave!" 
Ramona said and got up to walk out of the office across the hall to the briefing room. 
Joey nodded to Dave and followed her out. 
"You told Dave about Kito and Stella being there?" He demanded. 
"Yes I had to, I knew Dave would understand, he got Kito and Stella well hidden before any other agents showed up, the ones that did see them were Dundee and Jackson. Macdonald won't know!" 
"I can't believe you wouldn't tell me that!" Joey said. 
"Sorry I had to keep it under wraps, but now you know!"

In the briefing room McDonald filled them in on the new mission statement.
Joey and Ramona where now at his full attention as the mission was concerning their parents. 
"The documents are plans for the open day and how to use the devise. Luckily for us the veteran stored the plans in a bank in Gibraltar for safety from the press and possibly from his mole, he might have discovered he had one before he died. Your objectives are to go to the bank as a wealthy newly wed couple, looking to open an account, Joseph you will remain at the desk, sign documents and watch security, Ramona you will request a tour and steal the documents from vault tray number 5253. The key should be hanging from your guide's waist band. Logan... over to you!" 
Logan the tech guy took over, "Okay this device here may look like a ring but in fact its not, it's a sleeper device. One tiny touch on the skin with this baby and your dead to the world, okay, now I'm putting one inside your ring which will have a tiny door thing here, all you would have to do is turn it on the inside of your hand as your ring would do when you don't want it too and then touch the guard somewhere on his body, now it only will work two times so use it wisely. This necklace is to match the ring; every rich mistress has matching jewellery right, now it's a hidden camera so that Dave can see what's happening when the bank's cameras go kablooey. Joseph you have a pin for you left breast pocket in your suit which also has a camera in it!" Now this thing here is a scrambler, Joseph this is your baby, it may look and write like a pen but in fact as soon as you click the top twice, as you would when going to write then it activates the scrambling device and the camera's will be out. Now I thought it would look strange that the cameras would go down as soon as you've clicked your pen so I put a twenty second delay on it. Now I should probably tell you the security will be fuzzy for about 3 minutes but I imagine security will secure the vaults in two mins just to be cautious. That's everything here... um enjoy the trip!" Logan took leave and Ramona and Joey went to get ready.
Dave was accompanying them on the trip and posing as an electrics van outside the building being the two agent's eyes and ears. He'd tapped into the security system and had all the camera views on screen; he also had an earpiece and mouth piece to contact both agents who had the same ear piece.
Joey and Ramona were posing as a French couple who'd just found their billion dollar fortune, and were settling in Ramona's or "Mrs Dupois's" home country, Nepal.
Joey conversed in a foreign language that of Gibraltar and Ramona smiled warmly to everyone who passed her. 
"Mr Dupois we are so glad you have decided to open an account with us, you will have to sign a few forms and I will need to see some identification," The bank clerk announced happily. Joey obliged and pulled out a fake ID the agency supplied him with. He clicked the pen and the barrel shot out he began writing. As he wrote he spoke with a French/English accent. "Ah... perhaps you could give my darling wife a tour just to make sure we are sure we are choozing the right bank!" Joey suggested. 
"Oh of course... ah... Mr Dupois!" The bank clerk said reading the name Joey had written. 
"Why...sank you!" Ramona said and followed the clerk; she looked at his waist belt and saw that he had no keys! She acted quickly. 
"Ah... I want a tour of the vaults if zat iz posseeble! I vant to know our monee is safe!" She announced. 
"Oh well then Gerard you shan't be the one to give the tour you stay and I will give the young lady the tour myself!" 
"Oh sank you, sank you!" Ramona replied. 
Ramona noticed this senior clerk had a bunch of keys and followed him gladly she kissed Joey lightly on the cheek before leaving, as only a wife would do when leaving her newly wed husband.
When they reached the vaults, Dave told Joey who was still writing that she was in the vaults: Joey acted naturally on this as though his pen was faulty then clicked his pen off and on again triggering the device before continuing to write. Dave waited the twenty seconds then when his camera views went fuzzy he gave Ramona the all clear to knock out the guard. Ramona clicked open the small cover on her ring and put her hand to the guards chin, "Zu are Zuch a darleeng!" she said rubbing his chin the ring turned on the inside. His eyes rolled back and he fell. Dave managed to get the camera view from Ramona's necklace and Joey's pin. The clerks at the desk were slightly disturbed nut the security desk was behind Joey. 
"Joey I can't see the security desk can you turn around every now and again?"
Joey acted on this and turned around, "Vat iz happeneeng?" He wondered as though he was just another customer wanting to know the gossip, the clerk was too worried about losing Joey as a customer that he said, "It's just loose wire can happen anywhere!" 
Ramona acted quickly too she grabbed the keys and looked for number 5253 and opened the drawer, the documents were tucked safely inside, she took them out and put them in a large pocket cut on the inside of her fur coat!"
She ran to the front hall and saw another guard running toward her, "Zir, Zir, my guide az fainteed in zere!" The guard rushed passed her and she bolted. When she reached Joey at the desk she announced, "Zis place iz znot good enough to hold our monee, zet's go!" Joey nodded and followed her out. As soon as outside they entered Dave's van they rushed off!
PART THREE

COVERT BRANCH

"Good work Agent Wright... Agent Armstrong! Now go home and get some rest, I want you rested up for your next mission, and yes it will be on your parents concert, I will let you know if anything appears regarding the information you retrieved." 
"Thank you, sir!" Ramona replied.
"Yes, thank you, sir!" Joey replied also. 
As the two friends and colleagues walked to their cars Ramona's cell rang out loud. 
"Hello?" she answered. 
"Hey honey, it's me Dad!" 
Ramona's eyes grew wide and she put her finger to her lips to tell Joey not to speak, "Oh hey ya Dad, what's up?" 
"Oh well me and the band, Frankito and Stella are having a get together I think Joey will be there, your Uncle Billie's calling him now!" 
Ramona looked stunned she covered the mouth piece and looked at Joey as Joey's cell rang out. 
"I'll be there Dad gotta go bye!" Ramona hung up as Joey had answered. 
"Hey Dad!" Joey said. 
"Hey kiddo, how'd you know it was me?" 
"Oh your number was on the screen!" Joey replied. 
"I'm calling from Tre's place though!" 
"Oh well a wild guess!" Joey said. 
"Never mind, listen what are you doing tonight, were all having a get together at Tre's, Uncle Mike, your Mom, Stella, Frankito and Jakob will be there, and I think Ramona will be too but Tre doesn't think she'll make it you know what her job is like!" 
"Yeah Dad I know, listen I'll be there okay?" Joey said. 
"Cool, well see you soon!" Billie clicked off and Ramona and Joey let out a sigh of relief. 
"Do you think they suspected anything? Ramona asked. 
"No as far as my Dad is concerned I'm just back from another trip with the club! And you're on some business trip!" 
"I still can't believe the Branch let you use that Manager assistant thing as an excuse!" Ramona gloated. 
"Well I am very good friends with the manager so he can back me up if my dad calls or anything... plus its cool!" 
"Whatever, listen we can't show up at the same time, I went first last time so you can go first this time! I'll go shopping first and bring some food with me," Ramona suggested. 
"Yeah cool, hey you think Stella and your brother will tell the others our secret!" 
"I really hope they don't... no... I don't think they will!" 
"Okay well make sure you get me beer, a pack of four... no make it six... in fact after that trip I'm gonna need twelve!"