a girl who is actually a secret agent living under the Witness Protection Program. Other than that, it can be about anything.
I glanced nervously at my watch. 22:17:47. My partner was supposed to be here ages. There was no more time to spare. I checked my phone once more, and upon finding nothing, looked around and dashed silently into the shadows, alone.
My feet barely made a sound as I sprinted through the shadows. As I was passing headquarters, my phone went off. I pulled it out and flipped it open, not missing a stride.
"I saw you," The commander's voice was disapproving.
"You were a decimeter too far to the left. Watch that next time." He warned.
"Any sign of 68?"
"None," I sighed.
"I'm on my way to his place now. Just gonna make sure he's okay."
"No, you have a mission. You will complete that mission. I've known 68 for a long time. If he didn't show up, it's because he's in danger."
"What?" I stopped running for a second.
"Keep running," The commander instructed. I did. "Someone must know about him. By going to his place they'll just get you too."
"We'll help him, but you need to do your job first.