Christmas at the supermarket was like a war zone, Spencer had to search twenty minutes for a parking spot, almost got lost in the maze of aisles, nearly started a fight with a grandma, all for a jar of mayonnaise his wife called him to pick up.
After waited behind the long line at the cash register, he walked out the parking lot like a survivor from battle, holding the mayonnaise for dear life as he tried to remember where he parked his car.
His phone rang.
"We need someone in Pittsburgh, for a missing person case."
"Send it through the system!" he yelled under the blizzard cold. It's Christmas and the Office was understaffed, even agents need a break.
"This one is classified, subject is sensitive."
By sensitive it means dirty, subject may involve internal issues, or personal favors that go under the book. Spencer kept the mayonnaise under one arm, sparing his fingers to sweep down the screen, reading the briefing.
"Yeah, I think I can find someone!"
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Dance Moms Bodyguard (3) Home Game
ActionDanger came into town, and the ALDC must reveal their true capacity in order to save their families and friends.
