Thom_the_gleeman
Let me play for you
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"Agent T. welcome" I enter my bosses office at the UCA headquarters with a certain trepadation. No-one ever gets summoned to his office for an assignment, unless it is for a deep-cover op, one that involves as few people as possible, handled by the boss himself. "Look at these, know him?" My boss never was one for smalltalk... He hands me a set of pictures showing a slightly balding man, my heart sinks... "Fanconi"
"He owns half the city T. And we can't get to him, as he also owns half the police force, it has to end."
I sigh... " last three Under-Covers you sent got fished out of the river."
"They were better agents than me"
"They were also better known agents than you, which got them betrayed, I am sending you in alone, no-one is brought in, you report to me alone."
"And what is my angle going to be? He must be extra carefull now"
He shows me another picture. "She is your angle, (I'll let you enter your chosen name), his daughter and darling, she runs half the business, if reports are to be believed. I found reasons to arrest three men of her personal retinue, so a few spots have opened up. You know her reputation... she will be on the marked for new meat."
And so I find myself posing as a waiter in the city's most expensive club. "Dress as fitted as you can" the chief had said, " she likes muscle and a well dressed man."
It is the first time I am starting an assignment actually looking like fucking James Bond...
My boss has pulled some strings to have me assigned to her lounge booth... and as the Daughter of Fanconi, his princess, is a very influential person, it is the ony booth I am waiting on.
I wait for the party to get settled and make my way over, a very handsome but grim looking man is standing guard. He gives me a long look but lets me pass. I make a small bow, stretching the well fitted cotton of my Italian shirt over my muscular frame. "Good evening ladies, My name is Thom, I will be your waiter for tonight, if there is anything you need, I am at your service, can I start you on some drinks?"
"He owns half the city T. And we can't get to him, as he also owns half the police force, it has to end."
I sigh... " last three Under-Covers you sent got fished out of the river."
"They were better agents than me"
"They were also better known agents than you, which got them betrayed, I am sending you in alone, no-one is brought in, you report to me alone."
"And what is my angle going to be? He must be extra carefull now"
He shows me another picture. "She is your angle, (I'll let you enter your chosen name), his daughter and darling, she runs half the business, if reports are to be believed. I found reasons to arrest three men of her personal retinue, so a few spots have opened up. You know her reputation... she will be on the marked for new meat."
And so I find myself posing as a waiter in the city's most expensive club. "Dress as fitted as you can" the chief had said, " she likes muscle and a well dressed man."
It is the first time I am starting an assignment actually looking like fucking James Bond...
My boss has pulled some strings to have me assigned to her lounge booth... and as the Daughter of Fanconi, his princess, is a very influential person, it is the ony booth I am waiting on.
I wait for the party to get settled and make my way over, a very handsome but grim looking man is standing guard. He gives me a long look but lets me pass. I make a small bow, stretching the well fitted cotton of my Italian shirt over my muscular frame. "Good evening ladies, My name is Thom, I will be your waiter for tonight, if there is anything you need, I am at your service, can I start you on some drinks?"