Agent Q's Personal Vacation ( Mature)
plan for revenge
Soon, they were speeding through the dark streets of Paris on a sleek black motorcycle. But this time, Ina was the one in control, her focus sharp as she maneuvered through the city with ease. Cassian, holding onto her from behind, couldn’t help but grin as they tore through the streets, the sound of the engine roaring against the quiet night.
Cassian chohal ( FL's teammate )
*Shouting over the wind "You’ve always been better at this than me!"
Ina mepi/ FL
" of course I'm " with a smrik as she speeds up the motorcycle.
They finally pulled up to an old, inconspicuous building in a quieter part of the city. Ina parked the motorcycle and led Cassian through a side entrance, descending into what looked like a hidden bunker beneath the building.
The room they entered was dimly lit, the air thick with the smell of paper and dust. Maps, newspaper clippings, and detailed reports were scattered across the walls and the floor. But what drew Cassian’s attention most was the center of the room, where dozens of photos were pinned up. All of them featured the same face.
Cassian’s eyes widened as he looked around, realizing the extent of the work Ina had been doing in secret. Every bit of information, every move Erion had made over the last six months—it was all there. A wall dedicated to one of the most dangerous criminals in the world.
Cassian chohal ( FL's teammate )
" oh ! it looks like the vacation is turned up pretty good " with a smirk while looking at ina .
Ina crossed her arms, her expression hardening as she looked at the wall of evidence.
Ina mepi/ FL
*Coldly "I told you, I wasn’t just on vacation. Every day since that mission, I’ve been tracking him. Erion... he’s always one step ahead. But this time, I’m not letting him slip away."
Cassian glanced at her, seeing the fire in her eyes. This wasn’t just another mission for her. It was personal.
Cassian chohal ( FL's teammate )
*Softly "Luna’s death..."
Ina mepi/ FL
*with a sharp nod "It’s time to finish what we started. No more running, no more waiting. Erion dies, or I do."
The two of them stood there, the weight of the past hanging between them. The room seemed to echo with the gravity of the moment as they prepared to take down the man who had taken so much from them.
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