Farah stared at her father as the wrinkles in his forehead told of the stress he was under. Chris, on the other hand, rubbed his forehead before turning to acknowledge the group that came in. He saluted Jason as he entered the room. He noticed that two of the people he had chosen had not arrived. Sarah and Ezrael. Perhaps something happened to them, or they were on an undercover mission. That was the only reason they would not have appeared before him today. Chris cleared his throat as he grabbed a pile of papers, stacked them together and stood.
“I take it you are at least informed of the reason why you are here today?” he questioned, only receiving questioning glances in return. He sighed before continuing, “Intell suggests that the subject we are tracking was last reported in Turkey. You are all to go there and investigate to see if it is true. Should you come into contact with the subject,” he paused as he slipped on the projector. It held an image of a young woman who strongly resembled D.S.O. agent, Sherry Birkin.
“Leena Muller, you are to let Aaron speak with her first. We need her to keep her from a potential threat,” he finished as he glanced at his group. “You are all to leave immediately. Board the next plane to Turkey and be wary of the recent B.O.W. attacks,” he stated, staring at Farah in particular and Liam. Farah saluted Chris as did Liam before they were both ushered out. Farah glanced over her shoulder, taking in her father’s office one last time before sighing and walking towards her temporary room. She needed to prepare for this trip. She did not want to be caught off guard like in Guan Xi. Those horrid screams…they were still plaguing her mind.
“Farah,” her cousin’s voice snapped her out of her stupor as Liam came into view. “Everything okay?” he asked, eyes holding sincerity as he stared at his cousin. Farah merely shook her head before waving him off.
“Sure, everything’s fine,” she replied almost as if she were trying to reassure herself. Liam merely stood still, trying to figure out what seemed to be on Farah’s mind.
“If you are incompetent, you shouldn’t be on this mission,” he stated, earning a glare from Farah. A smirk adorned his lips as he shoved her shoulder slightly and saluting her with two fingers. “See you on the plane,” he stated as he walked off. Farah merely smiled and left for her room.
This would be an interesting mission.