by Alton Reich
[Hoovers Hollow]
"Any idea what this is about?" Jim asked Vanessa as they were led to a table near the back.
"Only that Jordan asked us all to meet him here," she replied.
They arrived at the table and found Leo and Zenya already there. Zenya stood up and walked around to Vanessa. "How are you?" Zenya asked.
"I'm ok," Vanessa replied.
They sat down and a few minutes later Martin arrived followed seconds later by a basket of bread. The agents began eating the bread and looking at their menus.
Jordan arrived just after the drinks and appitizers, "Sorry I'm late," he said. "They found the rental car that Kleinberg took."
"Where?" Leo asked.
"Cleveland, Ohio. It was parked in the long term parking lot at the airport."
"Kleinberg probably left it there and rented another one," Zenya speculated.
"At least I don't have to explain why it was blown up, shot full of holes, or crushed by a stampede of cattle," Jordan said with a smile.
"So we're here to celebrate one less form for you to fill out?" Martin asked.
"Not exactly. We're here because I have good news and bad news."
"Oh?" Leo asked.
Jordan turned to Jim, "Agent Jim Reaper, it is my sad duty to inform you that higher-ups have decided to take you away from me. Effective immediately you've been transfered to the training detail. Instead of chasing down the bad guys..."
"Or cows," Zenya interjected.
"Or cows," Jordan continued, "You're going to be wiping the noses of new agents. Congradulations Jim."
"Thank you," Jim said standing and extending his hand to Jordan.
"You're welcome," Jordan replied. He sat and said, "Now, what are the specials, I'm starving."
NRPG:
Peter: As you can see, we didn't kill Jim off. If you ever want to return, let me know. I know that we'd be happy to have you back.
I think we're going to take a few weeks of RT to have ZULU hang around in Washington and recover from this mission. Any ideas for the next one would be welcome.