The Trader Agent

Chapter 4 - Greenery

Chapter 4

Greenery

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The Eye Is bold

To do what the slaves have told

Sleeping In the freezing cold

To watch their cruel shackles unfold

A smile that could be weighed In gold

One the Eye will remember till we're old

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Ignus couldn't believe what he saw. Sitting in his chair, at his table with the most atrocious thing Ignus had seen on the table, Ignus raised his gun.

"Why did you do it?" Ignus asked with a shaky voice

"What?" the monster replied.

"You know damn well what you did, you goddamn cereal killer."

The monster seemed taken aback for a moment, and smiled.

"You're sharper than I thought you were. So, what gave it away?"

"All the evidence is in the bowl in front of you."

"The bowl?"

"Only the worst scum of humanity eats cereal with water, instead of milk."

"What choice did I have? You had no milk in that tiny little thing you call a fridge."
"Well, why are you even in my house? Today's mission is over right? Not to mention, successful."

Petra had a look of disappointment on her face, and looked at Ignus with condescending eyes.
"Ignus, what are you?"
"Where did this come from? Lets see, an agent?"
"That works for?"
"The Secret Service? Is this a rhetorical question I'm not understanding or something?"
"Now repeat that again." Petra said with an increasingly frustrated tone.
"The Secret Service...?"

"And what did you just do?"
"I took out a famed assassin who's also a member of the Eye?"
"Now repeat what happened in this 'successful mission' that you said."
Ignus was taken aback. Surely what he just did should be considered a 'successful mission'? He took out White Eye and even managed to avoid civilian casualties, which was a much needed bonus for him.

"Well lets see, I managed to sneak up on him in the mountains, but he caught wind of me and escaped..."
"Continue."
"I shot at his car in broad daylight in the middle of a busy highway..."
"And?"
"I fought him inside of a large grocery store, and managed to chase him into a secluded bathroom stall and took him out?"

"No, you fought him inside of a densely packed grocery store, filled with a sea of average civilians, who recorded your overdramatic fight from every angle imaginable, got the video on every trending page from YouTube, to Facebook, to Twitter, and you didn't even bother to lock the door to the bathroom stall after leaving, which may I remind you, contained. A. Dead. Body?"

Ignus gulped. Come to think of it, he did make several dumb decisions throughout the course of the mission.
"And just to add to that-" Petra turned Ignus' TV remote on. "-even the news outlets wont shut up about this whole fiasco." The TV she just turned on opened to a news network, talking about the fight Ignus had with White Eye in the grocery store. Petra flicked through the channels, and they were all talking about the same thing. "And the poor bloke who came into the bathroom with a stomach ache got more than he bargained for, and was found fainted on the floor when the cleanup crew arrived. Gov had to pay a lot to make sure he didn't blab, and even his therapy costs too."

Petra now seemed even more and more imposing, and Ignus might just fall to the ground in trepidation. "Now repeat what you are."

"A-an agent of the, the Secret Service."
"The what now?"
"The *Secret* Service."