The subsidiary heads of the CIA were having a hard time tracking down the people involved in the illegal weapon transactions.
It was strange how they never left any clues or print. They were extra careful in their dealings and extra cautious, giving the CIA a hard time in finding them.
Just when they were about to declare this mission 'impossible', they got a little clue that led them to an all boys boarding highschool.
Their 'clue' seemed to have a connection with the secret organisation but there was no solid proof to back up this claim. So they decided to send someone to spy on him but even that was a problem.
"We're short of young ones." One of the superiors, Zack, complained, dropping a few files in front of another guy, Ivan.
"Yes. I am aware of that." Ivan said calmly.
"We can't send someone as a staff member. This will definitely alert the organisation." Another guy, Ben said. "And this is our only chance. None of our agents are young enough to attend as a student. Aish!" He held his head. "Why did it have to be a school?"
"What are we going to do then?" They all went silent for a while. None of them had a single solution to this problem.
"God, our only option is to bring in a substitute teacher. It's better than missing this chance."
"But I don't think the school needs teachers, not to talk of Janitors." Ben pointed out.
"Then why don't we just take one out?" Ivan suggested with a very dangerous tone. His words sent chills down their spines.
"You mean... Kill?" Zack asked but Ivan immediately changed his time and gaze, resting his back on his chair.
"Of course not. Just make one of them encounter an accident or two that'll make them unable to teach for a while. A few months would suffice." He snickered and the lads, though relieved that he wasn't talking about death, felt he was going a bit extreme.
Their relieved expressions got him saying,
"Hey, I serve the people. Did you think I'd just kill anyone willy-nilly?" He asked and they nodded without hesitation causing him to tsk. "Damn you lads."
Ben thought for a while. Things were more complicated than how they portrayed it on the surface. If they wanted to get the job done then they'd have to send someone that would be capable of watching him 24/7. And since there weren't any young boys in the agency, why not send a girl?
His expression turned serious and so did the others.
"Instead of going through all that trouble," he began. "... Why not send a girl?" He suggested, causing them to exchange contemplating gaze.
"And which girl would be sane enough to go to an all boys school?" Zack asked and Ben chuckled.
"Only the youngest and craziest, who doesn't like going by the rules." Ben said and the others looked at him in disbelief.
"No way, you don't mean 'her', right?" Ivan asked and Ben nodded.
"Yes, it's her." He said and dropped on the table, Naomi's file. "Bring in Naomi."