Arizona

Trevor's pov

No one had ever said that spying was going to be easy. It was one of the toughest jobs to do, and Trevor knew that after all; he had been trained at Camp Perry. He was assigned to the counter intelligence division of the CIA that looked into allegations of spying and assassinations. But this one was the hardest one yet.

Driving through the streets of old town Trevor knew that there had to be money trail which would hopely lead to Courtney's  handler who had been depositing ten thousands to her bank account. The only problem with that sometimes it was dead drops that they could have used, that could lead to nowhere. and nowhere was never good for him. After a couple hours he drove into the city.

Trevor turned down a couple of streets passing by some buildings, and stores before coming to a three story housethat was the front for the CIA. The plate on the wall read Aegis security and Investigation. He stepped out, closing the door behind him;strolling up the steps to front doors of the house. 

Grabbing the doorknob he opened the door, and entered walking into a spacious old style entrance, with a staircase that lead up to his office. It dawn on him at th moment that Courntey might have planted a listening bug in his office. It was every spies worst and one that he feared. He sauntered into his as he took in everything around him.

Trevor's eyes darted and back searching for anything out ordinary, he ran his hand along the edge of the desk feeling to see to he could find where she might have planted the bug. His orders from Director Hamilton were clear he was suppose to find out who exactly Courtney was working for beside them.  All the answers he need where in David's book;it was no wonder why she wanted to do surveillance on the bookstore. He finally felt something underneath the desk. He tore it off looking at.

This wasn't good at all he knew now that this place had been compromised. Any moment now there could be a vehicle pulling up with assassins in it. Dam he thought he should have known something was wrong when she questioning Lex. He had get out of here fast before they could terminate him. Sprinting out of his office and down staircase. 

Grabbing the handle on the door he took one last look around the place seeing if he missed anything, so far it looked okay but agents like him could never be too careful;especially if what he know and did. He kept going in mind what of happen, trying to put everything together. Every agent had routine they used it was how they knew where assets where and who was a threat?

Trevor rushed over to the vehicle that he had driven here looking, everywhere to see if he could spot the assassins, but he couldn't that was strange, he thought. Now he was starting to really worried, and wondered who the hell did Courtney work for? Grabbing the door, he opened it, climbed in and closed the door.

Reaching into the glove department, he grabbed his burner and entered a ten digit number for Director Hamilton. She would knew what to do next. There had to be another way to trace themoney to her bank account yes of course, it had to be offshore bank but in which country was the question? Trevor held the burner up to hear thinking..of options were. As an agent that for the CIA who had been operating at the Aegis Security and Investigation front. The exposure was all to real for him.

Director Hamilton pov

Director Hamilton drove into the underground parking garage of the Central Intelligence Agency, and parked her Ford Tarus. Stepping out she heard her I Phone x buzz in her pocket. She pulled out her glancing at the display screen seeing that it was a unknown number. She guessed that it had to be trevor, but why was he was calling. It had to be urgent, she thought clicked the accept button before she spoke.

"Madame Director, our unit has been comprised here, and so have I what should I do," Trevor stated sounded worried.

"Trevor, tell me what happen, and where is Courtney," Director Hamilton questioned.

"Courtney dead, She'd tried to kill Jennifer Peters, Turns out she is an agent for MI6," Trevor remarked.

"I knew that she couldn't be trusted, I want you stil follow l money trail we need to know who was working for and deposited the ten thousand dollars in it," Director Hamilton stated.

"What if she was working for the Resistance, that would certainly explain things and why she wanted to know about David," Trevor remarked.

"Trevor, be careful if she was working for them they could have dispatched assassins to kill you?," Director stated.

"I'll be careful, Don't worry about that I gotta out of here and find the money trial; to whoever Courtney is?" Trevor replied

Trevor ended the call on his burner placing it, inside the glove department, and then drove out the city heading for the Scottdale International Airport. He wasn't sure where the trail would take him?Looking out his rearview mirror he glanced back to see if he had tail ?

Whatever redacted details were in David's book, must very important for Courtney try to and kill his editor, Trevor thought. But why wasn't there any intel on her if she did  Work for so-called the Resistance or whoever else it was?

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