Spy
Chapter 2
My Outfit
I arrived at the airport at 5:30am. It was a decent temperature outside considering it was October but I’m sure it will be a lot colder in England. I whipped out my brand new iPhone to check for any new messages. They gave me a phone loaded with all the contacts I would need, everyone from my team and some special features as well, my company iPhone is near enough un-hackable so that unwanted eyes cannot view the objectives of the mission. I had one text from Chris.
From Chris:
A man wearing an ‘I Love Canada’ t-shirt will be giving you your equipment and case. Your weapons will be hidden in your hotel room in London otherwise you won’t be able to get through security. Safe journey Jenifer.
I never thought about security before but he has a point. I would instantly blow my cover if I had a gun in my case. I scanned the room for the man with the ‘I love Canada’ t-shirt on. My eyes landed on a touristy man walking towards me and I knew it was him. I found it funny how they had to get undercover people to deliver objects and messages to me, I wasn’t fully used to being out in the field. In fact, I wasn’t used to it at all. As the man neared me, he told me that Chris had sent him and I instantly knew I could trust him, I was expecting code words but you know, a name will do. He handed me my case and a piece of paper with encrypted instructions on what to do when I get to my hotel.
“Chris will show you how to decrypt the message when you’re in London” I nodded at him.
“Thank you” I said with a slight smile, I’m still very tired and I can’t wait to sleep on the plane.
“No problem, you have access to the planes Wi-Fi, so you can still receive messages while airborne”
“Cool, thanks again” he nodded and this time he walked away, I made my way through security. It was so nerve wracking because this time I had a big secret, I actually had something to hide. Regardless, I made it through unnoticed and after what seemed like years of aimlessly walking around slightly cheaper shops, it was time to board.
I eventually got to my seat and once we were mid-air, I quickly fell asleep.
I was woken up by a young woman flight attendant lightly tapping my shoulder.
“we are begging our decent into landing, if you want to use the bathroom or anything, do so now before the seatbelt light goes on Hun” she said. That was so considerate of her, how nice.
“Thanks for waking me, that really kind of you” I said with a genuine smile
“No problem sweet” she said and then drifted down the aisle.
After a lengthy taxi drive I finally arrived at my hotel. I stepped out of the cab and took in the beauty of the hotel, it was so beautiful, they didn’t tell me I was going to be staying in luxury. I say thank you to the taxi driver and slowly walk into the hotel. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket so I quickly stand my case up and look at it, one text from Terrence.
From Terrence:
Don’t forget, the name is booked under ‘White’ not ‘Lopez’.
That was a good reminder, I defiantly wasn’t used to this whole double identity thing and would have 100% asked for my room under the name Lopez. I pick my case and make my way towards the front desk. The lady handed me a small glass of a bubbly liquid, which I assume is champagne but I’m not going to embarrass myself by asking
“How can I help you Madame” she asked in a perfectly formed English accent.
“Can I please check in” I asked politely.
“Of course, what’s your last name” she questioned
“white” I say confidently, that felt so weird, my last name wasn’t white, but, as if by magic, she taps away on her computer and gives me my room key.
“Here you go Miss White, The staff to your left will show you to your room an bring your bag up shortly after” she smiled
“Thank you” I said taking the key and walking to my room, escorted by a young man in a tailored suit.
As we reached the door, the man lingered. I knew he expected a tip. I gave him a five pound note that I received off of Mr ‘I Love Canada’.
“Thank you” he said with a plastic smile “your bags will be here shortly” he quickly walked off.
I entered my beautiful room and decided to quickly shoot a text back to Terrence
To Terrence:
I’m in my hotel room, how do I work out this piece of paper?
He replied moments later.
From Terrence:
Skype call later, all will be explained. Tomorrow, you’ll meet the boys
Okay then, I did need some explanations but for now I’m going to enjoy this beautiful room and wait for my bags to get here.
I arrived at the airport at 5:30am. It was a decent temperature outside considering it was October but I’m sure it will be a lot colder in England. I whipped out my brand new iPhone to check for any new messages. They gave me a phone loaded with all the contacts I would need, everyone from my team and some special features as well, my company iPhone is near enough un-hackable so that unwanted eyes cannot view the objectives of the mission. I had one text from Chris.
From Chris:
A man wearing an ‘I Love Canada’ t-shirt will be giving you your equipment and case. Your weapons will be hidden in your hotel room in London otherwise you won’t be able to get through security. Safe journey Jenifer.
I never thought about security before but he has a point. I would instantly blow my cover if I had a gun in my case. I scanned the room for the man with the ‘I love Canada’ t-shirt on. My eyes landed on a touristy man walking towards me and I knew it was him. I found it funny how they had to get undercover people to deliver objects and messages to me, I wasn’t fully used to being out in the field. In fact, I wasn’t used to it at all. As the man neared me, he told me that Chris had sent him and I instantly knew I could trust him, I was expecting code words but you know, a name will do. He handed me my case and a piece of paper with encrypted instructions on what to do when I get to my hotel.
“Chris will show you how to decrypt the message when you’re in London” I nodded at him.
“Thank you” I said with a slight smile, I’m still very tired and I can’t wait to sleep on the plane.
“No problem, you have access to the planes Wi-Fi, so you can still receive messages while airborne”
“Cool, thanks again” he nodded and this time he walked away, I made my way through security. It was so nerve wracking because this time I had a big secret, I actually had something to hide. Regardless, I made it through unnoticed and after what seemed like years of aimlessly walking around slightly cheaper shops, it was time to board.
I eventually got to my seat and once we were mid-air, I quickly fell asleep.
I was woken up by a young woman flight attendant lightly tapping my shoulder.
“we are begging our decent into landing, if you want to use the bathroom or anything, do so now before the seatbelt light goes on Hun” she said. That was so considerate of her, how nice.
“Thanks for waking me, that really kind of you” I said with a genuine smile
“No problem sweet” she said and then drifted down the aisle.
After a lengthy taxi drive I finally arrived at my hotel. I stepped out of the cab and took in the beauty of the hotel, it was so beautiful, they didn’t tell me I was going to be staying in luxury. I say thank you to the taxi driver and slowly walk into the hotel. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket so I quickly stand my case up and look at it, one text from Terrence.
From Terrence:
Don’t forget, the name is booked under ‘White’ not ‘Lopez’.
That was a good reminder, I defiantly wasn’t used to this whole double identity thing and would have 100% asked for my room under the name Lopez. I pick my case and make my way towards the front desk. The lady handed me a small glass of a bubbly liquid, which I assume is champagne but I’m not going to embarrass myself by asking
“How can I help you Madame” she asked in a perfectly formed English accent.
“Can I please check in” I asked politely.
“Of course, what’s your last name” she questioned
“white” I say confidently, that felt so weird, my last name wasn’t white, but, as if by magic, she taps away on her computer and gives me my room key.
“Here you go Miss White, The staff to your left will show you to your room an bring your bag up shortly after” she smiled
“Thank you” I said taking the key and walking to my room, escorted by a young man in a tailored suit.
As we reached the door, the man lingered. I knew he expected a tip. I gave him a five pound note that I received off of Mr ‘I Love Canada’.
“Thank you” he said with a plastic smile “your bags will be here shortly” he quickly walked off.
I entered my beautiful room and decided to quickly shoot a text back to Terrence
To Terrence:
I’m in my hotel room, how do I work out this piece of paper?
He replied moments later.
From Terrence:
Skype call later, all will be explained. Tomorrow, you’ll meet the boys
Okay then, I did need some explanations but for now I’m going to enjoy this beautiful room and wait for my bags to get here.
Notes
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12/30/15