"I'm sorry, come again?"<br/><br/>These words came from a young woman as she nearly jumped off her seat.<br/><br/>"Sit down", the man across the table ordered. "I would not send you into this if I was not fairly sure you would be safe", he completed.<br/><br/>"Safe? Nobody is safe. Not even<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>, Chief", was the young woman's answer.<br/><br/>The man shook his head and took a deep breath. He filled a glass half way from a bottle and pushed it to the woman. "Drink up. You need to relax."<br/><br/>Shooting a dirty look at the man, the young woman took the glass and emptied it with a few sips. "Jesus, this is a good one. Christmas present, eh?"<br/><br/>The Chief shook his head again. "All right, now that you are in higher spirits, can we go back to talking business?"<br/><br/>The young woman nodded with a shrug. "All right. Look, I know I have no choice. So, I'll do it. I knew what I was signing up for when I accepted this job. I just want to go when I have to go, what's my cover and if I should pack for cold or ass-freezing weather."<br/><br/>"Such a pessimist", the man joked. "Come here, kid, sit on my table".<br/><br/>Rolling her eyes, the agent moved across the table and sat by the Chief, slapping his hand away from her thigh. "So?"<br/><br/>The man tried to touch her again, getting his hand slapped for the second time. "You travel in a week, under the cover of accompanying an elderly patient returning home after a business trip to England. You will make a lovely nurse, my dear. Contact means will be provided by your co-agent. Pack for cold weather. Now, go."<br/><br/>With an exasperated sigh, the agent nodded and stood up. "See you when I get back. Or never, if they catch me."