Rest for Tomorrow Mission
A HIGHLY intelligent, obedient man, named Agent Stephen Harris. Solid, gentlemen, dependable. He'd follow and ready to receive an order from government secret service program, anytime soon.
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THEY left the severely furnished room with filling cabinet that claim to be Tony's office, moved along the passage and paused outside a door which carried the legend 'AGENT ROOM - PRIVATE'.
"A room for me?" Agent Stephen Harris asking, Tony just ignored the question, opened the door and led the way in.
They moved along a silent corridor, passed through a swing door and entered a long white tiled room with full furnished sandalwood bedroom with folded greyish Turkish towels, bamboo chair, a shower stall in one corner and a padded wide table in the centre.
"Very ornamental." A compliment from Agent Stephen Harris towards that Agent Private room.
"What it was supposed to be?" A pair of Tony's eyes focus at Agent Stephen Harris.
"A classic one, maybe?" Agent Stephen Harris just crafted a smile from his lips.
"You can rest here for tonight. Special for every agents that working on-site here." Tony explain briefly about that room.
"Tomorrow, i want to show with you a something important, our very first mission. Please make sure to show your ass before 7 in the morning." He continues.
"Can i ask something?" Agent Stephen Harris stopped. He looked around that surrounding room, looking for something.
"Yes. Sure."
"Is there any gym room or something like that here? I means, a room that allows me to do exercises things?" Agent Stephen Harris asking about any room that can be used to be a workout rooms.
"Yeah. Actually yes. You can use the 'Gym Room' and 'Yoga Room' at the basement of this research center. "
"Here the key for Gym Room, Yoga Room dan also this room." Tony give Agent Stephen Harris three different keys for three different room.
"Keep it safe." advice Tony.
"What about dinner and breakfast, Sir?" Agent Stephen Harris throw one last question.
"You call me 'Sir'?" Tony starting to chuckle. He almost chocked.
"Just a formalities procedure, right?" Agent Stephen Harris asking with his face reflect a innocent teenager.
"Well. Just call me 'Tony' is enough."
"For dinner, we will serve food at 8 o'clock evening, and for breakfast, usually we'll serve at 7 thirty o'clock in the morning. All the food will be served at Canteen Room, also located at the basement of this research center. Any problem here?" long explanation from Tony.
"Nope. Okay, thank you for the information." Agent Stephen Harris wish thanks to Tony for the short brief about eating time in this research center.
"Okay. Rest well and tomorrow we'll discuss about your duty, 'Mission One'."
"Mission One?" Agent Stephen Harris curious. He wants to know little bit about that mission.
"Just rest, Agent Stephen Harris. You surely need well sleep and rest. Your mission tomorrow will be a tough work. You must ready 100% mentally and physically. We'll talk about this tomorrow morning. Don't be late." Tony remainder Agent Stephen Harris.
He stepped out from 'AGENT ROOM - PRIVATE', closed the door and moved along the passage. He slowly disappear from the shadow behind the laboratory.
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Agent Stephen Harris was sitting on a bamboo chair in the corner reading a 'Nature' magazine. He lit a cigarette that he take from the cabinet drawer and burn the cigarette tip. Blow by blow, smoke that comes from the cigarette drifted up to the room ceiling.
A moment later, he unbutton his shirt, belt and his jean, and then, he wrapped the greyish Turkish towels around his waist. A massive, tanned shoulder swelling under the Turkish towels with muscular chest.
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