Falling Tomorrow

Leandra is 16. She has light blonde hair, blue eyes, and stands at 5'2. None of this stops her from becoming one of the World's most dangerous. Her father is the head of a major intelligence company that investigates serious crimes throughout the world. When they hire a new agent, Seth, she's torn between him and her job. Will Leandra's feelings for him interfere with her life?

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3. Divine

A fancy black car with very dark tinted windows rolled to a stop beside the plane. I looked to Dave.

"This is my ride?" I asked him.

"It is." He confirmed. I nodded. Dad had always gone out of his way to make everything perfect. I stepped down into the car and pulled the door shut behind me. A guy who couldn't be older than eighteen sat in the driver's seat.

"Do I know you?" I asked. Dad only used people from the company.

"You don't." He answered, pulling the car into reverse. The car turned and he sped away. "But I know you." 

"Oh?"

"Yeah. You're Leandra. Macon Ashwood's your father. Intelligence member, on a mission." He stated. 

"And you are...?" 

"I'm Seth." He answered while looking over his shoulder.

"Just Seth?" I asked. Seth sighed.

"I'm Seth Greene. New recruit, and apparently, your chauffeur for today."

"Oh." I didn't know that they were hiring other people my age. It angered me a bit. 

"So, what's the mission? Nobody would tell me, they just gave me the directions." Seth asked, glancing over. 

So, I was still a bit more privileged than he was. "Heard of the Athertons?" I asked. His eyes widened. 

"No way. Leandra, even I couldn't take them on." Seth said in awe. Was he thinking that I was weaker than him, just because I was a small sixteen year old girl? Probably.

"I'll tell you what, Greene. Once I kick both of their asses, you and me at training. See if I can take you." I challenged. He threw his head back and laughed.

"You? Take me?" 

"Yes." I confirmed. 

"Okay, okay." He agreed. Most likely just going along with it. We neared the location of the Mansion. We were less than five miles away. "So, I'm supposed to be dropping you off in front of a mall. You're going to have to walk there." He glanced down at my feet before continuing, "Assuming you can. Speaking of which, do you always dress like this for missions?" 

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Of course not. I've just got to look the part." 

"The part?" He questioned.

"Yeah, I'm acting as a prostitute so I can get inside." I answered as smoothly as possible. Unlike Dad, he snickered and turned back to the road.

"You're sixteen."

"He's murdered men and hired illegal immigrants to cook crystal meth with him, do you really think he cares how old I am?" I asked. Seth didn't say anything, just snickered a bit more. A mall came into view. The car slowed and he stopped beside the curb. 

"I'll see you soon, you know, so you can kick my ass too, like you've promised." Seth said as I got out. 

"You bet." I replied before shutting the door and beginning to walk down the road. I knew Seth's eyes were on me as I walked down the road. The heels were killing my feet but I still managed to put one foot in front of the other as I marched toward the Mansion. Shortly, I reach a large gate. This was it. I pulled the keycard from my top and held it up to a black box on one of the stone pillars, holding the wrought iron gates. They swung open, revealing a driveway with foreign sports cars parked around an enormous house. I began to change my demeanor. I rolled my hips as I walked and prepared myself for this mission. I reach the porch, and one of the front doors opened. Smoke rolled out, following Andrew Atherton himself. 

"Who the hell are you?" He asked. I batted my eyelashes heavy with thick black mascara. 

"I'm Sophie, remember? You hired me last week." I replied, sounding as innocent and clueless as I could. 

"Come in." He said, pushing the door open behind me. As I walked pass, he reach out and grabbed my butt. Andrew proceeded to smack it, hard. I had to stop myself from pulling the gun right then. I only giggled. I knew Dad was watching, along with the other agents. Andrew led me through the house, and up a flight of stairs, into a bedroom.

"I'm going to go get changed." I told him as he reach for a cigarette. 

"Yeah, yeah, hurry." He rushed. I walked across the room and stepped into the bathroom right beside it. I shut the door and locked it behind me. I didn't have much time. 

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