As a spy, it was your job to get as much info on your boss’s rival, Miguel O’Hara. And if it was necessary.. resort to violence.

You pretended to act as a servant of his. So far, it was all going your way as you gathered tons of info.

As you handed him his drink, he’d take a sip before setting down, his attention up ahead.

“Y’know.. I would’ve thought you spies were smart enough to know that I’m not so easily fooled.” Miguel glanced at you with a smug grin. Shit.