Post by SA Daphne Woodreaux on Feb 29, 2012 13:05:26 GMT -5
Daphne had just gotten back to her desk at Langley when she noticed the buzzing red button on her phone. She sighed, rubbed her tired eyes, and sat down, pulling the reciever to her ear. She pressed "play" and listened to voice of her former State Department colleague and friend, Jennifer Jareau. Jenny needed her to come to Quantico with some files. Daphne would need to be discreet, the name she was given was one Daphne recognized as a former field agent and an idol that Daphne had when she was a new agent.
Daphne's first assignment for the Company had been as a safehouse "keeper", that is, she maintained a house in Cairo that could be used for cover for agents, or mostly, for interragation and, sadly, torture. She had met Prentiss, whom she had known as Olivia Montenegro, when the agent had come to stay with her for a bit before her transfer state side following a mission.
She dialed JJ at the number given, and spoke, her words carefully chosen.
"Jenny? It's Daphne, I got your message. I can be there in an hour. I will bring the files you asked for. Perhaps your supervisor can arrange for me to work directly with you. I will see you in a bit."
Daphne jumped into action, opening her file cabinet, extracting a few, and grabbing her tablet, phone, and keys to the car the agency assigned to her. She was a spy, so the normally 2 hour drive would take her about half that, given the way that she drove. She placed her firearm carefully in the console and her cell in the dashboard holder.
She was nervous-she had never been to the FBI building before. What would it be like?
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■ L Y R I C S ■ PRETTY MELODY BY BUTCH WALKER
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