*Sighing heavily, he closed the two manila folders he'd held in his hand. In their line of work, a split second could change everything. Indeed, it almost always changed for the worse.*
*Daniels and Marie had been a decent pairing, or so he'd thought. However, the two together were like a quickly combusting explosion. Violet had been angry, irrational, and jealous after she'd found a partner. Deke had been moody, sullen, and working longer hours after he'd been told to cut down for mental health reasons because he preferred being alone. Instead of bringing out the best in each other, they'd brought out the worst.*
*Partners were meant to make the Agency stronger, not weaker. He'd had no choice after their last two missions had been unmitigated disasters. The two had been let go. The agency couldn't handle any more shake-ups or governmental scrutiny.*
*Unfortunately, that left him two agents down at headquarters. He'd been leery of even bringing anyone else in, but it happened as it always did, like a quirk of fate. Two separate missions over at the same time. Perfectly meshed abilities. Not so complimentary personalities, but that could be worked on.*
*Glancing at the paperwork again, he felt his lips twitch slightly. After losing his beloved wife, he'd never admit it but he'd become a romantic at heart. Everyone deserved a better half at least once in their life. Did he dare meddle yet again? He'd been wrong more often as of late.* Old age, perhaps. Or they've finally caused an aneurysm. *Taking a peek at the dossiers again, he punched in the private line* Field Marshal? Thompson. File the transfers.
*Partners were meant to make the Agency stronger, not weaker. He'd had no choice after their last two missions had been unmitigated disasters. The two had been let go. The agency couldn't handle any more shake-ups or governmental scrutiny.*
*Unfortunately, that left him two agents down at headquarters. He'd been leery of even bringing anyone else in, but it happened as it always did, like a quirk of fate. Two separate missions over at the same time. Perfectly meshed abilities. Not so complimentary personalities, but that could be worked on.*
*Glancing at the paperwork again, he felt his lips twitch slightly. After losing his beloved wife, he'd never admit it but he'd become a romantic at heart. Everyone deserved a better half at least once in their life. Did he dare meddle yet again? He'd been wrong more often as of late.* Old age, perhaps. Or they've finally caused an aneurysm. *Taking a peek at the dossiers again, he punched in the private line* Field Marshal? Thompson. File the transfers.