|Submitted by G.S. Williams on Tue, 04/19/2011 - 06:37|
"Agents Jacobs and Hansson, thank you for joining me," Zebediah said.
"Thank you for having us, sir," Johann Hansson said, as Jacobs nodded.
"I just wanted to commend you both on your performance in the field during Operation: Turtle Wax. You've both been embedded for years, and I'm extremely proud of the work you've put in."
"Thank you, sir," Hansson said again.
"It was a pleasure," Jacobs agreed.
"Given your success, I wanted to see if you preferred to continue in your roles, or move on to different assignments."
"Is there more to accomplish in the twenty-first century?" Hansson asked.
"Well, you've managed to gain Calla Wiley's trust, for the time being. You might be able to guide her along the path we've started. Our records concerning her actions in this time period are spotty, at best. Consider it and let me know."
"What about you, Jacobs?"
"I wouldn't mind staying in the district attorney's office for a bit longer. I've got my eyes on some politicians for corruption, and anything that undermines their faith in their political system helps us down the road. You can always pull me out if I'm needed on a specific mission, but I'm enjoying the intrigue."
"Of course you are," Zebediah smiled. "That'll be all then, gentlemen. Excellent work."