Nicky, as she was called by the team, stood in front of the full mirror as she pulled her blonde hair up under a tight mesh cap. Her pale skin seemed to almost glow in the late afternon light given off by the sun as it shown over the City of Paris. She was gifted with skin that never seemed to tan or even get red when out in the sun. Her skin was satiny smooth and always seemed to have a creamy hue. The agency had run tests and found only a tiny difference in her pigmentation but it seemed to be enough so that even wearing a skimpy bikini she would barely get a hint of a blush<br/><br/>As she turned to reach for the raven haired wig she caught a glimpse, in the mirror, of her body, long toned legs that seemed to go up and up, round firm ass cheeks, a slim but toned waist and barely seen rippled muscles in her abdomen. A gold ring with a lovely cut sapphire pierced her navel. As she twisted a bit to fit the raven wig over her head, her full breasts quivered in the black lace bra that matched her black thong.<br/><br/>Smoothing out the long raven hair she reached to the table and pulled from it a garter that she strapped around the upper thigh of her right leg then she did the same with the other leg. Into special sheaths in each garter, 4 gleamings throwing knives were slipped. Nicky could hit a dime at 20 feet with eather hand with those knives and they were her main backup weapon.<br/><br/>At 5 foot and seven inches she weighed in at 129 pounds giving her a slim trim build. Nicky pulled on a grey blouse and a dark grey knee length pencil skirt. Pulling a matching jacket on she then stepped into 3 inch black heels. Nic checked the subautomatic in her purse as well as the 2 extra 7 round clips. She clipped dangling gold earrings on to each ear and added a gleaming golden braided chain to hang close to the base of her neck, like a loose thin golden collar.<br/><br/>As she pulled out a glass case and put on the glasses she spoke " Special Agent Stuart checking in hows the signal boys?"<strong> " you are 5 by 5 Nicky and might we say looking damn hot ...the camera feed is great ...we will monitor...good luck"</strong><br/><br/>Nicole headed out of the hotel room shaking her head and chuckling at the guys and their humor.... and started down the hall thinking about the  mission and her time in as a CIA special agent when the floor just opened in a black swirl. She was falling before she could react and do more then starting to pull the small pistol from her purse and the last she heard from her team was<strong>" what the hell is that ni.........</strong><br/><br/>She spun in the blackness as her hand dug out the pistol.<br/><br/>--------<br/>In the weeks that would follow the CIA would do all manner of investigations into what happened to a very gifted field agent. In the end they issued an alert to all field units.