morgan Sterns was sipping up the last drips of her coffee. She was going to need every last drop if she was going to work late enough to finish all of her reports. She had reports on all kinds of things. Serial killers, counterfeiters, asassination attempts, the daftar went on and on.
Why do the FBI get handed everything, she wondered. But what she really wanted to know was why she was the one always stuck with work when most of the other agents and anaylists were just standing around telling jokes and drinking coffee. morgan got back to her kursi and pushed her badam, almond hair out of her eyes and focused on endless reports and problems.
morgan Sterns was petite, fragile looking woman. But anyone who's had the unfortunate fate to be around when she was dealing with criminals would know that when she wants to she could be a vicious, merciless, fighter. But anda would never guess with her pretty face, kind, hazelnut eyes, and charming personality.
A hand dropped a large laporan file on her desk. morgan sighed and wondered once again why it was that she got so many reports. She was a field agent not a godamned analyist! She looked up and saw the hardened cold blue eyes of Peter Banks.
"Set aside everything Morgan, the director told me that we were working together on this project," He stated. morgan was confused and a little cautious because anything that was that important that she was able to botch her other projects, must mean that it's extremely important.
"What about my other projects," she asked, "There are certain things in here that must be taken care of."
"Everything will be diberikan to other agents," Peter said. Good, morgan thought, then maybe they won't be just sitting on their fat asses all day.
This was a good thing for she had really been needing some field work. She had started to gain some pounds from just sitting at her computer all day. And she was getting tired of just sitting there. She needed to move, and feel alive.
"What is this project about?" she asked. Peter looked to her with a serious face on, instead of his usual joking, all is fun on the frontlines, look and answered, "An assassination on the Chinese leader, it was done oleh an American who burst into their palace. Killed almost every guard in the place, got to the president and eventually killed him too." morgan was looking at pictures taken from the palace where the assassination took place, and she saw bodies of guards scattered throughout and bullet holes covering the walls. She was shocked, America had finally started to strengthen it's relationship with China and now one of America's citizens had killed China's leader. Communists with nuclear weapons were not good enemies to have.
morgan knew that there must be some kind of explanation to this. She asked Peter, "Isn't there a possibility that maybe this was a some kind of military operation?"
"We already checked that, we looked for standard military files, puncak, atas secret files, and even above puncak, atas secret. No military assassination was ordered." Peter replied, "We've compiled a daftar of possible suspects and based on their baru saja behaviors, purchases, flights, actions, and criminal histories. We've uncovered seven possible suspects and two highly suspicious suspects. We need to check all of them throughly." Peter handed her the daftar and morgan started looking over it.
There were a bunch of different kinds of people on this list. Millionaires, cult leaders, mafia members, and just normal businessmen. She realized that one of these people could be the cause of another long, violent war. But she also knew that this mystery was going to be much harder than it appeared.
Two thousand miles away, Joseph Warren was sitting in his chair, oleh his fireplace, in his mansion, membaca an artikel diposting oleh the FBI. One of his men has inside access to the FBI and has been feeding him reports about the assassination situation. He finished membaca over the reports of possible suspects for the assassination. Joe smiled and took a sip of coffee. His name was not on the list.
Why do the FBI get handed everything, she wondered. But what she really wanted to know was why she was the one always stuck with work when most of the other agents and anaylists were just standing around telling jokes and drinking coffee. morgan got back to her kursi and pushed her badam, almond hair out of her eyes and focused on endless reports and problems.
morgan Sterns was petite, fragile looking woman. But anyone who's had the unfortunate fate to be around when she was dealing with criminals would know that when she wants to she could be a vicious, merciless, fighter. But anda would never guess with her pretty face, kind, hazelnut eyes, and charming personality.
A hand dropped a large laporan file on her desk. morgan sighed and wondered once again why it was that she got so many reports. She was a field agent not a godamned analyist! She looked up and saw the hardened cold blue eyes of Peter Banks.
"Set aside everything Morgan, the director told me that we were working together on this project," He stated. morgan was confused and a little cautious because anything that was that important that she was able to botch her other projects, must mean that it's extremely important.
"What about my other projects," she asked, "There are certain things in here that must be taken care of."
"Everything will be diberikan to other agents," Peter said. Good, morgan thought, then maybe they won't be just sitting on their fat asses all day.
This was a good thing for she had really been needing some field work. She had started to gain some pounds from just sitting at her computer all day. And she was getting tired of just sitting there. She needed to move, and feel alive.
"What is this project about?" she asked. Peter looked to her with a serious face on, instead of his usual joking, all is fun on the frontlines, look and answered, "An assassination on the Chinese leader, it was done oleh an American who burst into their palace. Killed almost every guard in the place, got to the president and eventually killed him too." morgan was looking at pictures taken from the palace where the assassination took place, and she saw bodies of guards scattered throughout and bullet holes covering the walls. She was shocked, America had finally started to strengthen it's relationship with China and now one of America's citizens had killed China's leader. Communists with nuclear weapons were not good enemies to have.
morgan knew that there must be some kind of explanation to this. She asked Peter, "Isn't there a possibility that maybe this was a some kind of military operation?"
"We already checked that, we looked for standard military files, puncak, atas secret files, and even above puncak, atas secret. No military assassination was ordered." Peter replied, "We've compiled a daftar of possible suspects and based on their baru saja behaviors, purchases, flights, actions, and criminal histories. We've uncovered seven possible suspects and two highly suspicious suspects. We need to check all of them throughly." Peter handed her the daftar and morgan started looking over it.
There were a bunch of different kinds of people on this list. Millionaires, cult leaders, mafia members, and just normal businessmen. She realized that one of these people could be the cause of another long, violent war. But she also knew that this mystery was going to be much harder than it appeared.
Two thousand miles away, Joseph Warren was sitting in his chair, oleh his fireplace, in his mansion, membaca an artikel diposting oleh the FBI. One of his men has inside access to the FBI and has been feeding him reports about the assassination situation. He finished membaca over the reports of possible suspects for the assassination. Joe smiled and took a sip of coffee. His name was not on the list.
Bounce your head, snap
To the classic, to the rap
Step ball change
Basic with a buck
Pleay, tour jete
Bounce your head to the rock
One two three,
Two two three,
Count along with your head
Mosh with the beat
Hop shuffle hop back
Twirl your arms, bend your back
Do the thingamajiggie
Wear out your taps
Breathe it in, breathe it out
Reach for the sky, dance on the ground
Flitter here, gallop there
Lose yourself anywhere
Flow with the music
Feel it in your veins
As anda bounce your head, snap
Boom boom clap
As light fades the brightest of souls can even be turned to do the darkest of things. As time time pushes meneruskan, ke depan the mind and body of an individual changes for either good atau bad. the decisions they make and the things they do will stick with them forever. I was told this many years yang lalu oleh a wise old man that fortold my future. He berkata "the one with the dragon soul is not alone in the world he knows." After being told this it left me nothing but confused but i had a feeling that it wouldn't be the last time i heard of it.
Ever since my family died down to be just me.... I`ve been alone since they died in a car accident. I got out fine (only with cuts and a migrane), but they died. I now live with my grandpa... but he doesn't get me..... I cut my self, dresss diffrently, and never really talk.
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the hari my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some hari I hope his jantung gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the hari my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some hari I hope his jantung gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?