<span style="font-weight: bold">Flashback: A small apartment in London, England</span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">"Are you sure you want to do it, Alexia?", the man sitting on a comfortable chair asked the girl who was standing by the window, playing with her necklace.<br/><br/>The girl simply nodded, continuing to look outside. "Yes, sir, I am", she replied after a moment. "I have nothing to do here anymore. My father has passed, and now my mother. I have nobody to look after". Her voice was quiet, and she spoke in a matter-of-fact way.<br/><br/>"You do realize that one, this mission can amount to nothing, and two, if it does, it can be extremely dangerous, right?", the man asked, concern clear in his voice.<br/><br/>"I do, sir. But I have been meaning to do this for quite a while. The only thing stopping me was the fact that if anything happened to me, mother would be alone". The girl's answer was quiet and firm, and she walked away from the window, sitting in front of the man.<br/><br/>"I need to test your German language skills. Just to make sure you are still fluent". <br/><br/>"Yes, sir, I understand", the girl replied, and sat back on her chair.<br/><br/>After written and oral testing, and some briefing, she was ready to go. Her mission could never materialize, but it would be one of vital importance - and considerable danger - if it did.</div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Present day, East Berlin</span><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alexia Schultze had been sitting by herself at a small restaurant, and thinking about that conversation a few weeks back. It had been a pretty big risk to take for a country that technically was not even hers. But since she had gotten to England with her parents, little Ally had felt at home.<br/><br/>She had been welcomed and treated well, even despite her broken English at first. She had gotten a good education, good housing, and had never been made to feel like a second class citizen. And for that, she was extremely grateful.<br/><br/>The British government had never failed her, and she wasn't about to fail it when she could help. So, back to Germany it was.<br/><br/>Arranging for everything needed for her trip had been easier than Alexia had expected it to be. It seemed like her employers, for lack of a better word, knew that she would be up for the job. And so everything was arranged quickly, and there she was, waiting for the mark to show up. She knew she had to be very careful. The target's service sheet was memorized, but that said nothing about the kind of person he was. He could be a perfectly fine person, or a terrible one. Well, that would have to be figured out with time.<br/><br/>As the man entered that small place after a very promising meeting, it was packed full. It seemed like everyone had had the same idea as he had. Most tables were filled with groups, but at one where just a young woman finished a cup of coffee and a sandwich, the table's occupant waved to the man.<br/><br/>"Excuse me!", she called politely. "I am just finishing here, if you would like to sit down, I will be out in a minute". The offer sounded casual, motivated only by kindness, and the girl didn't seem willing to insist. Just a random act of kindness from one person to another.</div>