It was a late afternoon, when Jane sat on her desk and were doing the usual boring paperwork.
A look outside was enough to see that this day couldn’t get more uninteresting. Big Raindrops hit in unregular waves against the window. Everything one was able to see was the colour grey. Grey clouds, grey streets, grey buildings. A man in a business suit walked on the pavement and tried not to get wet, while he had a hard time fighting with his umbrella in the strong wind. Evetually the umbrella won.
She sighed while looking at the mess outdoors. Her thoughts came back to her and she turned her attention back to her documents in front of her.
Carrier was always the main objective in her life. Although she knew that the field work in her current job could decrease and the filling out and reading papers part would increase, she took the new job. But lately it hadn’t been satisfying at all.
A loud noise of someone knocking came from the door and scared the living hell out of her. She looked up and tried not to look to surprised as she said. „Yes, come in, please.“
The door opened and a man of average height but of old age came in. He was dressed in a military suit. On his left chest she saw a lot of different coloured patches and 3 Stars on both of his shoulders.
„Good day, Miss Morrison.“ He said in his deep, slow voice while making a loose military greeting gesture.
She imitately stood up as straight as possibly and held her hand against her forehead for a second.
„Good day, General Dean Russo.“
„As you are.“ He smiled a bit. „It seems that I have something really interessting for you.
This - “ he handed her an envelope. „ – is for you and like you can already see, strictly restricted.“
Jane looked at the envelope. It said „Top Secret“ and below „A-level Restriction“.
„A-Level Restriction?!“ She asked confused. „Indeed.“ He held his hands behind his back.
„I once in my life had the honor to read one of ‚those’.“ „It - “ „ - came directly from the top. Yes.“ He pointed at the ceiling.
General Russo was the only person in the whole building she would take a bullet for. He had these eyes of an friendly grandfather that looked right through to one’s heart and this warm and ingratiating smile.
There are people who don’t care much about their country at all. There are people who say they are patriotic because they cheer for their own country in the world cup and there are people like General Dean Russo who would gladly die for their country.
Jane sees herself in this old geezer.
„Best of luck to you, Special Agent Morrison“ This time he stood straight as he saluted.
„Thank you, Sir“ She did the same.
After he left she unpacked the envelope and took out a single document.
While reading it her eyebrows raised in astonishment. „No way“ she mumbled „Im going to participate in a space programm...“ When she came to the end she stopped in shock.
Her eyes wide open and with an open mouth the Special Agent stood there like an Idiot.

She opened her briefcase and put he document and the envelope inside. She hastily closed it,
put all the stuff from her desk in her safe and hustled through and walked out of her office without even looking back once. „You do not need to pack clothing. A Helicopter will be there to pick you up from the roof at 5:30 pm.“ said the document. Taking a quick look at her watch she realized that she had 10 minutes left. Her Heart was beating like crazy.

On the way to the roof she picked up an umbrella knowing that it wouldn’t be much use anyway.
There she stood in the rain, when she saw the military helicopter coming towards her location.
She smiled. „finally.“