Clara took a deep breath as she wiped the sweat off of her forehead. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath. Her heart was racing and her hair was in a mess. "Come on, Clara. You're the top of your class. You can't seriously begin to think that we're not going to go hard on you to prepare you for your first field mission," James teased her. "Shut up, James. I'll be fine. Plus I'm not even tired." James laughed and shook his head. He grabbed a towel from the rack and tossed it at her. Clara caught it mid air and quickly wiped her face. "Hit the shower, Clara. You're heading out in a few hours." ____________ Clara kicked down the stand of her motor bike. She sat up and looked at the intersection she was supposed to be at. Recon. That's what she's responsible for currently, until something happens. Taking off her helmet, Clara let out her black hair and unzipped her motor jacket. Taking out a sheet of paper from her pocket she reread the note. Clara, you have to stay in the Cafe Lounge off of 5th. Stay there as long as you can until you see the target. Tail him. We need to take him in for some interrogation. -Jack Clara scoffed, "First field mission doesn't sound very exciting. Whatever."