It was a simple intel mission. Get the information needed and get out. Except...no one could find the intel. Why? It's because you had taken it first, stowing it away and causing the mission to fail. No one knew what happened to the intel and no one suspected you stole it.

You were supposed to watch the team and take any info they wanted to get their hands on. You were a pretty good spy, but you hated doing it just as much. You hated your job but you still had to do it.

You were walking back to your room at midnight, a folder with information tucked against your chest. An arm immediately stopped you. Price.

"How badly do you need that?" Price asks, eyes glancing at the folder you held. Before you could answer, Price shakes his head. "You aren't working for us, are you?"