6-05-2011
Dear Journal,

It is my first day on Mission: Black Storm. Black Storm is the tenth mission I’ve been on, but I don’t feel nervous. It seems pretty easy. Only a few more days until I can enroll in school, and begin scouting. My target has just arrived. He’s going around to the back of the school, probably to make his bag. It’s hard to sit here and watch it take place, but I mustn’t blow my cover. That could blow the whole mission, and we can’t have that. The target’s sibling is now approaching my tree, I must move higher . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . That’s better, she hasn’t even noticed I’m right above her. She sits under my tree with calm and peace by her side. She seems relaxed, wait till she meets me. I can only do a short log today, Wolfe will be by to pick me up soon. I hope this girl doesn’t get in the way.

Signing off,

Agent Squirt
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