Agent for a Cause

"The details of this operation stay tightly secret are all agreed?" Chantry asked the room at large.

Everyone nodded their heads in matching somberness to fit the gravity of the moment.

"Now our sources have confirmed the boy's whereabouts. Just as Tyre suspected he is being held at the Iron Wills main office in Prague right next to their rave hall. I'm putting Flint in charge of coordinating the ground assault and while we will need extensive backup ready to move in fast at a moment's notice, I think it's best if the retrieval team be small and one based out of stealth in their attempt to rescue the boy."

A cool voice with a hard edge to it spoke up from the opposite side of the table from Chantry, "I do not agree with your assessment Sir."

All eyes swiveled to the woman who sat across from Chantry. Her pose and demeanor echoed strong self-confidence in both her reasoning and her abilities to see her plans come to fruition.

Her darker toned gypsy looks were the complete picture of stoic resolve that was impossible to get a clear read on as to what she may be thinking. Her curly hair was restrained back tightly by a clasp at the back of her neck, but her face and body were essentially earthy in their appearance of symmetrical and voluptuous appeal.

The look of warm passion that one would have expected to grace her face in composition with the rest of her body was absent though. Her face even though beautiful clearly reflected the hardness that was within, which was evidenced by the implacable black eyes that left one with the feeling that she thought less of you and that mercy was not a part of her emotional makeup.

I had never seen her carried away by any other emotion other than anger. She did her work with a coldness that echoed my own life before joining the agency. Her code name was Maria Christina and I had to say she was a good fit for the book character that she was based off of.

A body built for passion, but a heart as cold as ice, punctuated by an active disdain for all things male. I knew virtually nothing else about her other than like me, she was also one of Chantry's favored protégés.

I wasn't exactly quite sure why Chantry seemed to favor her so much. It was true that in her work she was the soul of both efficiency and effectiveness, but it was rumored that she had been slated by Chantry to take over for him upon his inability to run the agency as the chairman of the board. I was not looking forward to her taking over even though I appeared to be on good terms with her based on her treatment of me in the past.