Assignment

My heart thundered at a hectic pace for another thirty minutes. What the hell was that? Why did he have to hear the Glock 19 part?! Did he think I was some kind of expert on guns or something? Or was it his way to mock me? In my internal debate, I voted for the latter. I was almost certain that he had given me that documentation to test me and see how badly I would fail. Well, I was more than determined to prove him wrong.

I let out a low groan as I read the first page of the description. Then something occurred to me. "Um… Agnes?" I raised two fingers like a student.

She sighed and gave me a look. "Yes?"

I walked over to her desk. "I was just curious... Mr. Hart gave us printed documents. Wouldn't it be easier to use a computer like normal people do?"

She stared at me as if I were brainless, and she felt sorry for me. "You are new, so I will explain this to you, but I'm doing it only because if you fail, then I will have to do your job, and I don't want to stay overtime. Do you un