Code Styles||adopted by Harry Styles

Eleven

Pic has nothing to do with the chapter but it just made me laugh.
I stare at the roof in my chamber at the FBI headquarters. It's the same as it was when I left. Plain white walls with a small twin bed in the right corner and a small empty dresser in the left corner opposite of the bed. There's also a small desk on the side with a spiny chair. That chair is the most entertaining thing in this room.
"I just wanted to help and now I can't even do that." I say to myself. "I don't even know what GLT wants with Harry." I felt as if I might cry, but I knew I wouldn't. I couldn't.
As a spy it's very important not to cry for if one of your enemies see you, they could find a weakness behind it. There is a whole part of your training about learning how to not cry. Although we also had to learn how to fake cry. Like in my previous mission with Harry, if something happened that most people would cry about I'd have to now how to fake.
"Agent Baldwin, Agent Mack is here to ask you questions about what you have discovered about the case involving Mr. Styles. Would you like me to send him in." Geoffrey asked. Geoffrey is a spy in training (SIT for short). Each SIT has a spy that they work for. There kind of like Assistants to the spies in higher grades and if you haven't noticed yet, Geoffrey is my SIT.
"Bring him to my office and tell him I'll be there shortly. All my files are in there." I nod. Geoffrey closes the door and goes to retrieve Mason.
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I walk into my office to find Mason in one of two chairs in front of the bigger desk. Behind the desk was another spinning chair, this one on wheels and in much better condition. There where filling cabinets all over with papers sorted neatly all through out the cabinets. The office once belonged to my father. My mothers office is just a few doors down. I would have chosen hers but my father had a bigger room. Like way bigger. Like three times the size of my mothers.
"Hey Mason." I say as I take a seat in my comfortable chair.
"Hello Agent Baldwin." He responds. "I'm here..."
"For information on the case. I know." I stand up from my chair and make my way over to one of the filing cabinets. After unlocking the drawer with my key, I locate Harry's file hidden somewhere in the 'S' section. After finding the file I was looking for I remove it from the cabinets and lock up the drawer before returning to my desk. "Here you are." I say before shoving the papers in Mason's direction.
"Thank you, Agent Baldwin." He nods his head in appreciation and sets the papers on his lap before turning to face me again. "I hope there are no hard feelings between us. I am truly very sorry for what had to happen. I promise I will let you know if I need help and you will be the first to hear about everything I find out."
"I appreciate your respect and all, but you and I both know that you must let Johnson know everything before me."
Mason laughs a little, "I guess your right, but I will make sure you know."
"You don't have to do that. Just let Harry know that I'm sorry for the way things had to turn out and that I wish him the best." Mason nods and stands up to exit.
"Good bye Agent Baldwin."
"See ya."
And with that Agent Mack walked out of my office with the wrong file given to him by me on purpose.