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Michael and George
Company HQ

“With the way things are going these days, it seems like the world might end tomorrow. The specials are getting harder to deal with. Their numbers grow by the week. Fuck, we probably haven’t bagged and tagged half of them. I know we can’t fight evolution, but we can’t control it eith…”

“We can. That’s what this company was established for.” An older Italian man said to a young African American one. The two were walking down a hall in the Company’s HQ, and Michael had just been briefed on his next assignment. The older man, George, was dressed in a suit, looking like a typical agent. Michael was dressed more casually, sporting a black long sleeved dress shirt with jeans and black sneakers “Now, are you ready?”

“Yeah, I just gotta go to DC and meet with this precog chick, right?”

“You’re going to go see her paintings and verify if she is really one of you…”

“Then bag and tag?”

“No! You’re just looking at the paintings. If all signs point to her being a precog, I want you to take a look at as many of her recent paintings as you can.

“Then I bag and tag. I see… Just kidding man.” Michael joked before stopping in the hall and leaning against the wall. “Is my room set up? Everything has to be perfect.”

“The only thing you need on this mission is your big mouth. Report here after you’re done.”

“Name? Address? You think I have the ability of I know every fucking detail?” Michael asked trying to be a smartass. George just gave him a stern look before motioning him to follow.

“It’s Omniscience… And Anna has everything you need, she’s in intel room. I have to go see her too.” George replied. Michael made an uneasy face when hearing Anna’s name before following behind his mentor. Michael was not only eager for his first solo mission, but he and Anna never had the most positive relationship. Ever since he shadowed her during an interrogation, he became intimidated of the woman.

“Why can’t I gather my own info?”

“Because you’re not smart. And Anna tells me that it makes her happy to see you.” George said with a grin.

“I hate you guys…” Michael said as the two entered the room and found Anna seated at a computer. Not wanting to drag anything, Michael moved ahead of George. “Hey, Anna, I’m gonna need the info on the precog in DC.”