Fetch

"So, what did you do on your day off?" asks Ayla as she and Agent Dagger walk together on a Sunday morning. They look like a cute couple who's just enjoying a walk in Central Park.

They blend in with other cute couples who've made their way outside on a sunny autumn day. I know why they're really there though.

"Just chilled at home and did some reading." Agent Dagger looks down at Ayla as she looks appalled. "What? Were you expecting me to go on a mission without you or something. Actually that does sound very fun. No partner to worry about."

Agent Cloak frowns at what Agent Dagger just said. "Conroy, teamwork makes the dream work remember? We had this discussion in your office the other day."

"You mean right before I got six stitches on my forehead?" His stitches were well done since there's no trace of angry bruising. I love hacking into New York City cameras. The image quality is just so high def.

"Nevermind that. The stitches give you an air of danger and woman love that!" she exclaims. "It bothers me if you spent your weekends inside interacting with nobody, however. Was that the case?"

"Yes. As it's the case on most day's off that I have. If I don't need to go out, then I don't." Hmm, interesting and good to note.

Ayla steers Conroy to a bench not far from the running trail which runs through the park. "No! I'll find you on our next day off and force you out of your apartment. I know where you live."

Agent Cloak leans into Agent Dagger's larger frame as he scoffs. "Why does it matter to you if I want to live under a rock during my free days. It's not like we have much free days. I used to have consistent weekends when I was just a hacker." In a loving gesture, Agent Dagger kisses Agent Cloak's head.

Some runner's glance at them with envious looks. While one runner ignored them completely. This runner is that favorite pawn I was talking about. He got my text message about needing to switch up his routine. I guess he thought he'd be safe running as usual in Central Park. Fool!

I groan as I hear Ayla and Conroy whisper on how to corner my asset. Conroy runs to a hot dog stand, looking like a patron waiting in line while Ayla cuts through the park. Dodging thrown frisbees, slobbering dogs, and children playing tag. Ayla's been to Central Park many times and knows the various exits and shortcuts by heart.

As she stands near an exit where she knows the runner will pass, Agent Dagger walks amiably with his two hot dogs. As Agent Dagger sees the runner switch trails, he says to himself, "He's gonna get away!" He drops the hot dogs he's just bought as he races after the target.

My runner didn't even have time to flinch as he glanced behind him. I saw his eyes widen in horror right before Agent Dagger tackles him. There are gasps amongst the crowd as Ayla looks at her partner in the middle of making a scene.

"Roy! Don't hurt him, please! It was only one time and it meant nothing to me!" Nice way to enter the scene. She grabs the hand of the target as she gently says, "Allen, I'm sorry you got tackled by Roy. He found out what we were doing and...Allen?!"

Were it not for the high def cameras, I would have missed the ring with a needle that Ayla presses into Allen's neck. Then, he passes out. "We have to get him to a hospital Roy!" Ayla exclaims as Conroy helps steady Allen by acting as a support.

"Okay, let's find the nearest exit, babe," he replies. The crowd of people let's them go through with Allen, leaning precariously on Agent Dagger while Agent Cloak says soothing things and pats Allen's shoulder seemingly tenderly.