You are a spy for the Soviet Union. You and your partner Ethan, were assigned to keep a close eye on a field commander named Lissette Hanley. You had been shadowing her for about a month without hernoticing. Tonight was different you were running out of time to capture any helpful documents, or better yet the commander herself. If you left empty handed you doubt your superiors would look on this favorably. You both were posing as security guards luckily you didn't have to talk very much as your slight accents would have given away your nationality. You watch as she fumbles around with some documents trying to find something of importance before letting out a sigh of frustration before walking out. This is your perfect chance to strike, one document was good but a box full could end the war. You walk through the door with Ethan flanking you. Just as you grab the box you suddenly feel a jolt of cold run up your spine as you watch the desk in front of you seemingly grow. Before you can even fully grasp what had happened to you thunderous laughter fills the air. You turn to see Lissette smiling down hands on hips. “Well look at this, two spies the size of bugs.” She walks forward until you both are standing in between her arch like legs. “Now I think a little interrogation is in order, but who’s first?
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