Get Your Spy On

Get Your Spy On Chapter 12

I stand back up, but the pain is excruciating. I limp into the office, and take a seat. The Alpha is in his seat, his hands clasped in front of him. He smiles at all of us. Wrinkles form on the edges of his eyes, and I can see a few gray specks on his hair.

“Eric when you’re done examining me, may I begin?”

I blush furiously, looking away in embarrassment. No, I say angrily to myself. This isn’t how a leader is supposed to act. He shouldn’t feel discouraged. I stare back at the Alpha and give him a nod. “Go ahead.”

The Alpha rolls his eyes, and begins. “You have already saved a team member, and I must say the results were very promising. I want you four to shadow another group on their mission. You will learn as you watch. You will not be told the mission unless the squad decides to tell you to.”

“Why can’t we know?” Sloane speaks up for the first time since I got here.

The Alpha sighs. “How can I put this . . . okay, since you four are newbie’s, I’m going to make this as simplest as possible. Spies usually don’t tell each other what their mission is in case the secret agents catch one of us. They have ways to make you tell the truth.”

He pretends to cringe. All of us glance at each other, all of us skeptical. I wish I could talk to someone about this, somebody who’s gone through this before. I think about my parents, and then about what the Alpha said about them. How does he know them? He still hasn’t really explained himself on that.

There’s a knock at the door, and then three men and one woman walk in, in their early twenties. The Alpha greets them warmly, standing up. “Ah, Tower Squad.”

I glance over at Sloane and mouth Tower Squad? She shrugs, and then returns her attention back to the Alpha and the “Tower Squad.”

“Tower Squad these are the newbie’s that will be working for you on the mission. You can take whoever you want, and I already told you their stats.”

We all move uncomfortably in our chairs as The Tower squad starts looking at us, surveying us up and down. The bald guy in the group points at Alex, and Alex stands up awkwardly. The woman picks Wendy, giving the bald guy a dirty look.

That leaves two guys; the one with slick black hair, and the other guy who looks like he’d rather be somewhere else. The guy with the slick black hair picks Sloane, leaving me with the bored guy. He shrugs, and then pulls his cell phone out of his pocket.

“Excellent,” the Alpha says, looking down at his palm pilot. He walks out of his office, leaving us and the Tower Squad alone.

“We’re called Tower Squad,” the woman says, staring at all of us. “Call me Bebe, call the bald one over there Shiny, black haired dude, Slick, and bored looking dude, Shane.”

We nod, and soon she’s dragging Wendy by the arm out of the office and into an empty room. We all follow closely behind. Shane looks at all of us, sighing loudly and shaking his head. “I bet you four are glad to be here.”

“Shane,” Bebe scolds, giving him a dirty look. She looks back apologetically at us. “Sorry, Shane doesn’t want to be a spy. He doesn’t understand the honor of being able to serve for the Alpha-“

“Oh shut up,” Shane says, rolling his eyes at Bebe.

Slick starts talking to Shiny. Sloane is frowning, and after a while she speaks up. “Why are you guys called the Tower Squad?”

Bebe stops talking, and gasps. “You guys really are newbie’s. Your squad gets its name when you do something memorable. Until then, they just call you squad and whatever number your group is. Anyways, we battled and killed a guy who was going to become the Leader. We threw him off a tower.”