Spytastic

                  It had to be Richard “The Mole” Burrows didn’t it? I am stuck in a closet because of that Dick hole. “Oh, I hid the USB in the closet down the hall, could you go get it yourself?”  I said mocking his betrayal . God, how did I fall for the oldest trick in the book? He isn’t even that good of a spy! Do you know how easy it is to impersonate the janitor; all you have to do is clean and steal information while you do it. You already have most of the keys to the place, how hard can it be. It’s not like he has to go in all stealthy making sure no one sees you, no just get a freaking job. Easy as pie.

                  That is when I heard whistling, the same stupid tune he always whistles.  I knocked to bring him closer. I needed that two-bit punk to let me out of here and do his job correctly and give me the missile plans or else this Dictator will blow up something he will regret. Hearing his footsteps grow closer, I could tell he was still trying to pass off a limp for pity. God he annoys the shit out of me. Always thinking he is better than me, I’m twice the spy he is. Then how did he trap me in this closet? But I was about to get out and he was going to do it for me. “Hey, Mole. You want to let me out of here so I can continue the mission? Let bygones be bygones?” I whisper through the bars of the closet door that acted like a window.

                  “Ha, very funny Fox. I’m not going to do that until you apologize for that time in Syria.” He replied back still working on mopping the floor.

                  “What? Admit that I saved your ass from those terrorists? Sure, I apologize for being awesome. Not my fault you are suicidal.” I say.

                  “No, I’m talking about how you shot me in the fucking leg, you ass hole! I am still limping around because of it.” He said rage building.

                  “It’s not my fault you blew your cover and I had to keep playing the part so we wouldn’t all die. Look why don’t you just let me out and I can finish the mission so we can get out of here. Now, where is the real USB?” I ask imploringly.

                  “Find it yourself Mr. I-am-the-best-spy-in-the-world. I am not helping you. Good luck you are going to need it.” He said starting to leave.

                  I panic a bit. “Oh no you don’t!” I reach through the bars with one arm and pull him into a headlock. “Look if you don’t start telling me what I need to know to finish this mission I will blow your brains out.” I say pulling out my silenced pistol.

                  “You wouldn’t dare…” he said nervously.

                  “Would I? I already shot you once. Don’t test my patience. I’ll just tell command that you blew your cover and got killed in action.” I say clicking the hammer back.

                  “Okay okay. The USB  is in the locker to your right under the porno magazines. If you want out take the air duct It will lead you to your second objective.” He says panicking.

                  “Now was that so hard?” I say releasing him.

                  “Dick.” I could hear him say under his breath. But I didn’t care the mission was the only thing on my mind.