“You’re former Sigma Six agent, Ma Xia; codename Lynn” a man in a shady suit and dark glasses spoke emptying a cigarette into the ash tray. “Yes I am, how you know that?” she asked, curiously. The cigarette smoke created a dense haze in the room; Lynn balled her fist seeing the situation going foul. “We’ve been following you Lynn, we know your trip to hell, we know about Dorai; we know about Shogun Chi” he said, smashing the cigarette butt against the metal frame.
“We need your help to locate a piece of dormant government property” the man said, tossing a file across the table. The swinging overhead light highlighted the red “Confidential” sticker laced across the top.
Slipping through the file, “I-I think I remember my father telling me something about this program; though I never really cared, I mean let’s be honest it’s Japanese” she said, with some personal prejudice. “You want me to find this weapon and bring it to you, so you can….use it?” she asked, with her hands on her hips.
“We represent a very powerful client, and both yours and Project Nova’s services would greatly benefit us; we believe project Nova is currently in Okinawa; doing what, we have no clue but will you take the mission.”
The man asked leaning on the desk in front of Lynn, she wasn’t going to lie she needed the money and their offer was double what she was making at the precinct.
“Fine, I’ll head to Okinawa to confront this machine, but I expect to be paid for the hazardous conditions” Lynn said, pushing away from the desk with her powerful leg muscles. “I’ll be back in a few days” she said, exiting in the darkness.
“That went well…” one of the men said, lighting another cigarette. “We’ve sent them all to the same location; we’ll see if they have what it takes to help us” he said, smoothing his hair over before letting his cigarette dangle between his lips.
“I got 70 bucks on the black guy” he said, with a smirk on his face.
Lynn had worked arduously to get to Japan, asking for time off was usually frowned upon, especially with the increasing triad presence in Hong Kong. The air around her was a bit humid, she figured it was because of the proximity with the ocean.
“Why would someone this important be in an open field…?” she thought to herself, preparing herself for what seemed like a trap.