Backstory and voice testing, part 3
My boss, Billy, decided that since Flynn was capable of keeping up with me, the Agency should hire Kevin and assign him to be my partner.
It sounds like the start of a joke. A computer programmer turned CEO and a spy walk into a bar...
Surprisingly, it worked. Together we handled everything from gunrunners to Hungarian defectors, from snipers to KGB agents, to American Agents turned traitor. We were a great team.
And... we were friends.
It doesn't sound like much, but being an agent is a life full of secrets and betrayal. You can't tell anyone outside of the... community anything that you know or do. Not your parents, your kids, your best friend, the person you're dating, your dog-walker, or your mail carrier. It's a lonely life.
The isolation's why Billy wanted me to have a partner in the first place, after... Well, suffice it to say that I didn't want anyone else dying for me.
Kevin... He managed to get past all the walls I'd built around my... my heart, for lack of a better term. He got me to relax and laugh again. Flynn even managed to help Alan and I to reconcile, which I'd thought was impossible.
Things were going well.
And then the Berlin Wall fell.
To be fair, we suspected the Wall would collapse at some point, but no one knew when.
Anyway, I was sent on an emergency multi-part mission to both Germany in early November of '89, shortly after the Wall fell.
About a month later, I get a call from Alan. "Flynn's missing." I can't leave the assignment. I can't get home. And I can't help Alan deal with the press, Sam, Encom, or the investigation.
It's the closest I've ever come to resigning.
I'm stuck in Europe for the next year and a half, making contacts and passing information about the Soviet Union to Billy. It's important work, but I can't feel any pride in it. My brother could use help dealing with everything The Encom Board is too ready to bury Kevin Flynn and his ideas. The investigation into Flynn's disappearance is stalled. And I know I could help if I were over there.
Finally, Billy brings me home.
It sounds like the start of a joke. A computer programmer turned CEO and a spy walk into a bar...
Surprisingly, it worked. Together we handled everything from gunrunners to Hungarian defectors, from snipers to KGB agents, to American Agents turned traitor. We were a great team.
And... we were friends.
It doesn't sound like much, but being an agent is a life full of secrets and betrayal. You can't tell anyone outside of the... community anything that you know or do. Not your parents, your kids, your best friend, the person you're dating, your dog-walker, or your mail carrier. It's a lonely life.
The isolation's why Billy wanted me to have a partner in the first place, after... Well, suffice it to say that I didn't want anyone else dying for me.
Kevin... He managed to get past all the walls I'd built around my... my heart, for lack of a better term. He got me to relax and laugh again. Flynn even managed to help Alan and I to reconcile, which I'd thought was impossible.
Things were going well.
And then the Berlin Wall fell.
To be fair, we suspected the Wall would collapse at some point, but no one knew when.
Anyway, I was sent on an emergency multi-part mission to both Germany in early November of '89, shortly after the Wall fell.
About a month later, I get a call from Alan. "Flynn's missing." I can't leave the assignment. I can't get home. And I can't help Alan deal with the press, Sam, Encom, or the investigation.
It's the closest I've ever come to resigning.
I'm stuck in Europe for the next year and a half, making contacts and passing information about the Soviet Union to Billy. It's important work, but I can't feel any pride in it. My brother could use help dealing with everything The Encom Board is too ready to bury Kevin Flynn and his ideas. The investigation into Flynn's disappearance is stalled. And I know I could help if I were over there.
Finally, Billy brings me home.