Chapter 87: Mission

Reid doesn't know if this whole situation is perfect or if he has the worst luck ever. He sits quietly in the back of the

black SUV, a soldier beside him. He ignores the two up front, his body adjusting to the tight black hunting suit.

It's incredibly comfortable, even the hood. Flexible, skintight and thick enough to offer warmth. The fit makes him

slightly self-conscious but he knows that once he takes the dust his embarrassment won't matter.

"Almost there," the driver calls back softly, face in shadow.

Reid shifts slightly as the soldier beside him hands him a small plastic pouch.

"Newest and brightest," the man says. "Fresh out of the lab."

Reid takes the slick bag in his hand. He looks up and out the tinted windows, just enough light from the passing street

lamps to see the brick wall along the side of the road. The SUV's lights are out. It slows, pulls over onto the shoulder

and stops.

"End of the line, kid." The driver turns off the engine. "Time to do your job."