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June 7, 2008 Kendra Books 1625 hours Jordan replaced the phone in its cradle after hanging up with Paige, her hands shaking. She was finding it hard to believe that someone had contacted Saf by way of her old section codename. The three of them were considered dead to Section, but apparently the information had gotten out somehow. The possibilities that one could do with that info seemed almost endless. Nevertheless, she pushed the thoughts out of her head. She didn't need to get worked up now; she had enough things on her mind, especially with Brian coming over. Leaving Carol in the front, she went to her office, to quickly finish the invoices. She finished not a moment too soon before Brian came zipping into the back with Paige following closely behind. "Hey," she greeted them. Brian grinned at her as he threw the backpack he was carrying on the floor. "He's got some extra clothes just in case." "Okay, we'll be heading back to my place in just a couple of minutes. Hey, Brian, whatcha want for dinner?" Brain stood up from his crouched position by the bookshelf, shrugging his shoulders, "I dunno." "Okay, then, canned soup it is!" she replied back at him. "I'll catch up with you later okay Jordy?" "Sure thing, go. Don't worry about a thing. I'll give you a call later." Paige turned, leaving them both in the backroom. "Jordy?" Brian asked. "Brian?" "I don't really want canned soup." She laughed, "Of course you don't. How about we make some pizza?" Brian's eyes brightened, "Yeah, are we going to make the dough too?" "You bet. Now, grab that backpack of yours and let's get going." Together they headed out of the backroom and were immediately ambushed by Carol. "Oh Jordan, who's this cutie?" she asked, moving closer to Brian to get a better look. She had a huge smile on her face and her hands were moving towards Brain's cheeks. Pulling Brian closer to her to avoid the assault, Jordan replied, "This is Brian, he's my date for tonight." Carol chuckled and was about to say something, however, Jordan pressed on, "But we gotta run. I'll see you tomorrow okay? You're in tomorrow right?" Carol nodded and waved good-bye. Once safely in the car, Brian said, "That lady, Carol, she's pretty weird." She laughed, "Brian, you have no idea." June 9,2008 Kendra Books 1103 hours Jordan smiled, remembering the evening she had dinner with Brian. He was just so damn intuitive, especially for one so young. He never ceased to amaze her. She absentmindedly fingered the scrap of paper in her hands that had Vanessa's phone number on it. She really should call her because it had been a few days since they spoke, but the thought of her talking to Vanessa again just didn't seem right. "Jordan, there's some courier guy here, says he has a package for you that requires your signature." Carol yelled at her through the doorway. Leaving the phone number on her desk, she went out to give her autograph. The FedEx guy handed her a lightweight letter-sized envelope. She opened it, curious to see what was inside. It was a letter and she brief scanned its contents. It was from a book collector in Europe and she wanted Jordan's expertise about a certain book she was wanting to purchase. She snorted�yes, her expertise. "What's so funny?" She looked up at Carol, surprised at her being there. She had been so intent on reading her letter she hadn't noticed Carol's presence. "Oh this lady in Ireland wants my help with a antique book purchase. She wants me to be there tomorrow. Fat chance. Well�I guess I had better go call her." "Hmm�well good luck with the call." Carol replied. "Thanks." Jordan went back to her desk, but before she could pick up the phone, her cell phone, that lay on her desk rang. "Hello?" "Jordan, there will be a briefing at 1600." "Okay, thanks. I'll be there." "I trust you got the letter from Ms. Jennings right?" "Ya, so I guess I'm not really going to Ireland tomorrow then eh?" she replied, chuckling. "No, not quite. See you in a couple hours." "Sure." Jordan put down her cell and sat in her chair for a couple more minutes before going back out to the front. "Well Carol, it looks like I'm going to Ireland. Ms. Jennings was very nice, she's offered to pay my airfare over there. My flight is June 7, 2008 1556 hours Jordan sat, waiting for the briefing. She knew she shouldn't have been so surprised seeing two more Section One operatives at the table, but she was. There was a girl there, she couldn't quite remember her name, but she knew it was on the tip of her tongue. And then there was Jaime, looking pretty much the same. But then perhaps he didn't go by Jaime anymore. She then saw Saf enter, pausing only briefly before tucking herself into the corner of the room. Paige came in shortly after Saf. Paige stopped in the doorway and stared at Jaime. When Gray told everyone to take their seats, Paige walked over to her and grabbed the chair besides her. "Hey, how's the arm?" Paige glanced quickly at her blue cast, clearly thinking about something else other then her arm. "Good." She was going say something more, but Gray began to speak. Return |
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