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– “Don’t you get it, Mr. Savage?” –

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Date: January 6, 2010

Place: Portanova - GSD Perimeter

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Despite the not-so-optimistic premises, Jack was relieved that the rest of the meeting could be carried out without too many hitches, allowing him to acquire a detailed knowledge of the nature of his mission and get a more accurate idea of the work that awaited him.

The operation provided for a minimum stay abroad of three months and the assumption of a second identity until the end of the work; moreover, as Walker had already anticipated, the support provided to him by the Agency would have been minimal and mostly by communication – which basically meant that there would be no one to cover his shoulders physically. The hare could now understand the scruples of the two mammals and not see them as a lack of trust in him; however, it didn’t change the fact that Jack had already made his decision, with no intention of pulling back; he hadn’t chosen to become an Agent to pick flowers in the field, and he intended to point this fact out whenever he could.

After giving the documents Walker had given him at the end of the meeting one last reading, Jack pushed himself away from the wall on which he was leaning and looked around. It was almost noon, and the floor was nearly deserted, just like the rest of the building. No wonder, considering what time of year it was. Few mammals would have worked during the Christmas holidays, a choice that seemed to Jack as logical as it was far away from his lifestyle.

In fact, he had no particular reasons to not work on holidays: he lacked a family to return to, nor did he have a partner to spend his free time with.

However, he thought that Walker did.

A family, the Colonel’s family, and even a fiancé – as beautiful as she was, objectively speaking, it was unlikely that the vixen wasn’t dating anyone. And yet, judging by the amount of work she had flawlessly done in preparation for the mission that awaited them, it could be concluded that she had spent the last month between internal investigations and masterminding the upcoming operation, allowing herself only a few moments off… if any.

Walker was a workaholic, just as much as he was, although one of a different kind. Jack shouldn’t have been surprised, and yet something didn’t quite sit well with him. Why wouldn’t she put to use the winter holidays to rest, instead of…

“What are you still doing here?”

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