Loid was at his wits end. He had already been undercover as a father and husband for months and he didn't feel any closer to the Desmond family. He loved Anya and Yor but not only had Anya yet to make friends with the Damian boy but Yor had yet to be invited to the Desmond house by Melinda!
Under normal circumstances Loid would be fine with this slow progress, but lately the agency and director have been breathing down this throat about speeding up his plan. Times were getting desperate and thus Agent Twilight would need to take drastic measures.
And in this sort of scenario desperate measures could also be described as foolish measures! He was going to be risking this entire operation on a strange invention that Franky had invented over the weekend.
"And you're positive this will work?" Loid eyed the device he was just given with distrust and disdain.
"Of course! The agency put a lot of money into this and I'm willing to bet my hair that it works!" Franky said with confidence.
"So you've tested it before?" Loid raised an eyebrow
"Uh, no..." Franky replied sheepishly.
Loid sighed, regardless if this device worked or not he had no choice but to use it. What kind of device was Loid handed?
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