Lily Crewe was my name and being an agent was what she did best and the only thing she had ever known about. Graduating for high school valedictorian, moving on to college gonig to Yale and Harvard both and graduating valedictorian from there as well was where she was snatched up and was offered her first ever job. The most secret agency she had never heard of before. They had the suits, the cars, the power, everything that most agencies have but even more so. One plus is that they didn't have as much paperwork as the other agencies. Her first day on the job as well and the next two months were purely training. Physical training, mental training, job training on where you were going to fit in which job you could and would have within the agency. Two months though with no outside communication with anyone or anything. They made you int0 a machine. Working out the mind and body until you could do your job without thinking anymore and that made it as natural as breathing. My first assignment out of the training was just informational more then anything. Knowing your enemy first and foremost was the code that you lived by. Nothing was more important. I had to pick a subject in government and stick to him like peanut butter stuck to the roof of your mouth. My first subject had to be someone that was someone of importance. Not just important, star quality, it was someone that was important for the agency. Not only did you have to follow the person you had t0 talk with them, become close to them, find out everything about them. David Detrick was my person. I stuck to him like peanut butter until I knew everything about him. Where he was born, how many girlfriends he had, what he did at 2 am at the bar on Monday early morning, how many places his has been in his life, who he was working with, everything. Reports were easily done one briefing. Everything was discussed everything talked about and worked into detail. Soon enough after many years I was higher up working on even more top secret assignments overseas pretending to be someone of importance trying to bring out criminals of the highest nature.
continued in the next post because I can't think anymore.
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sweet backround! keep the story up!
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