Agent Zero: A Short Story

The grey building looms over the street, the entrances emblazoned with the eagles of the Great Seal. Inside, airport-type security greets the visitors. A family of two parents and their eldest child are met with one minor complication: a questionable object in the child’s backpack. One of the security guards kindly points out the safety scissors on the x-ray screen, then confiscates the offending object.The family is then allowed to venture forward.

Ernie has always been a little messed up, he has lived in Missouri for the 32 long years of his life. On the day that changed his life forever, November 22, 1996. Him and his family were driving to the mall and they got into an accident. His Mom and Dad both died and Ernie was very depressed. He got the notes, of what made the car accident happen, an inspection failure with the Engine. He did not know what to do with his life. He almost committed suicide, but then out of rage, the decided he was going to make the person who caused the car accident. He went searching for months, and finally came to the conclusion that the person that last assessed the car was Eddie Thompson.

In the summer of 1985, I joined the Peace Corps and was assigned to the remote, landlocked country of Burkina Faso in West Africa. The stories contained in this work all have a basis in fact and are in general very much the way I remember things happening. That being said, “Agent 000” is completely fictitious, but even in this story, there is a dimension of reality, as it was commonplace for volunteers to be suspected of being CIA operatives.

Although not an intellectual experience in the traditional sense, I learned something new along every step of the way. The fashion of the 60’s and 70’s was just downright tacky. Drywall used now is much thinner than what was used in the 50’s when his house was built. Blow-in insulation is no longer used in modern homes, although fiberglass has remained an important raw material used in insulation. Carpet pads are much higher quality today, but the tack strips used in the 50’s were made more durably. I learned first hand in a way I never could have during a class or extracurricular activity, and this is why this intellectual experience was so rewarding for

When I was seven years of age, my brother received a card in the mail with pictures of men and women in military uniforms standing proud. My mom, out of fear for her only son’s life, ripped the calling card in two and tossed it in the trash, hoping that her son would never lay eyes upon it. I picked up the card from the trash can and I knew right then that that’s what I was meant to do. Being a member of the United States Army is my calling When I was seven years of age, my brother received a card in the mail with pictures of men and women in military uniforms standing proud. My mom, out of fear for her only son’s life, ripped the calling card in two and tossed it in the trash. I picked up the card from the trash can and I knew right then that that’s what I was meant to do. Being a member of the United States Army is my calling and, after discovering through the U.S. Army website, I would like to contribute my abilities to the U.S. Army as a Criminal Investigation Special Agent.

Liar Temptress Soldier Spy is a novel about four women who go undercover in the Civil War which is written by Karen Abbott. Karen Abbott is an American author who invests her time in composing nonfiction, novels based on American history. Throughout this novel she expresses the impact women had on the Civil war, she brings into view that women were more involved than what we originally assumed.

It was loud rainy night as Agent 3327 had to walk through the forest to get to the ruin city to rescue a girl for a contracted mission. Agent 3327 was code name for Fear. He obtain the name for being righteous and fearless and doing anything to get the job done, he was a S class mercenary. He was a man of many secrets and only those who paid top dollar could contract him to get worked done

“I am agent Harris, and this is Agent Lewis. We are with the department of defense and we are looking for Dr. Kim Ki-nam a Korean bio-chemist. He is needed for a national defense issue. If you know him or where he can be found it would be in your best interest to tell us.”

So, he put his cell phone on mute and used its light for illumination, which was enough to create shadows. The house was familiar enough to him, though, and he went directly to the bedroom where C.E. Mason had been a captive. But C.E. Mason wasn’t there. However, house wasn’t empty. Someone turned on the lights and exposed the presence of two men and one was armed with a boot knife in his right hand. This man came at Roger leading with the tip of the blade pointed at Roger’s belly, but Roger sidestepped and grabbed the hand at the wrist, and squeezed simultaneously turning the hand clockwise, taking his attacker to the floor. Roger relieved him of the weapon. The whole encounter was so quick the second man had no time to react. Recovering from his surprise, the second man lounged forward and Roger thrust the boot knife into man’s belly. The wounded man, wide eyed, grunted, let out a pained gasp, and fell to the floor marring the pristine tiles with his blood. The first man was still pinned to the floor with Roger’s knee on his back. Roger exerted more pressure on the victim’s wrist by twisting more, which cause the man

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Aisha’s hands shook as she sipped her coffee, despite the ways she tried to calm herself. The minute hand on the clock lurched forward, almost loud as it clicked into place. 10:05. He wasn’t going to show. Why would he? What did he care what happened to the dregs of society? Literally no one cared what happened to women like her. Druggie whores, who deserved what they got for their weak moral fiber. Aisha was angry at father Thorne, for doing this to her, for turning her into this. Angry at Jeffery for dismissing her, without even meeting her, hearing out what she had to say. Angry at herself, for thinking anyone would listen to her.

Dust flew, and there was a six foot hole in the wall. There was a man to my surprise, it looked like agent McHaven. But just as I was about to call to him my eyes drew weary—I felt faint. I fell to the ground with a thud. The next thing I knew was that I woke up in a white bed looking straight into the dark brown eyes of agent McHaven.

1. What are the main points of this reading (focus on concepts, ideas, and theme, not on individual facts)? In chapter 1, the author discusses the concept called bits which is basically digital information. Bits are able to transfer very quickly from any location from the world. Because they are able to transfer so quickly and have a small cost, it makes bits very useful.

After a while a soldier from the army came by. Thinking that he was dead, the soldier left him and continued fighting.

February 15, 1894, was the most interesting afternoon in the otherwise dreary history of Greenwich Observatory. Earlier in the day, Martial Bourdin, a skinny anarchist, traveled by train from Westminster to Greenwich, concealing a small bomb. As he ominously ambled through Greenwich Park, towards the Observatory, something happened - no one knows exactly what - and he blew most of himself to shreds. The British, who loved to quantify in the late nineteenth century, noted that the explosion spread bits of flesh over a distance of sixty yards. Martial Bourdin remained alive for another half hour, but gave no hint as to the reason for his choice of such a bizarre