// Location: [REDACTED] Agency HQ - Director’s Office
Sadie stood firm before Madam Z’s massive desk. The office’s lighting was set to dim. The lady boss’ face is barely visible in the glow of her computer screen along with the glint of her metal rim glasses as the Madam sat back and threw one leg over the other.
“After the recent string of botched operations in the South American region, it has become clear that we are dealing with direct opposition. Every single string on the board wraps back around and points at a group identified as the Rook Company.” Madam Z’s voice pierced through the darkness. A hint of suppressed rage evident in her tone.
“This won’t do. Evil organizations that plot against the world are a dime in a dozen. They poke their heads up and we cut them off. That is the job.” She continued. Lower tone, but just as angry. “But we can’t cut off a head that we can’t see.”
She sighed and Sadie shifted her weight.
“So here it is. One particular loose string remains.” Said Madam Z before smashing a button on her keyboard and spinning the screen around for Sadie to see.
The image of a large blonde woman in full military gear filled the screen.
“This is Irina Shevchenko, or as she is known in the intelligence community, the Devil’s Bitch - A war criminal through and through. Maya and Luna faced off against her during Operation: Witching Hour and they barely made it out of there in one piece, leaving Irina behind in the hands of guerilla fighters due to operational constraints. Lucky for us, she has resurfaced... here.”
The image on the screen changed to display security footage from what appeared to be a prison shower. Irina, nude, bloody, sweaty stood atop a battered woman lying face down on the ground.
“An informant in the region provided us with a series of images that shows Irina taking part in a series of death fights, organized by the warden of the prison known as La Cova, in Brazil. They pit these girls against each other and livestream the fights to a network of anonymous viewers on the dark web who bet on the results of these fights.”
Sadie’s expression tightened when she realized where this was going.
“We will transfer you into this prison undercover, where you’ll locate and subdue Irina, in the hopes of acquiring any information she may have. Remember, as of now, Irina is our only lead in discovering operational details of the Rook Company. Once the intel is secured, our informant will notify us and we will handle your extraction.” Finishes Madam Z.
Sadie nodded sharply. Her lips parting ever so slightly. A grin. The opportunity to get some payback against the Rook Company welled up within her, but Madam Z noticed and leaned in over the desk once more. Her voice stern.
“Please don’t underestimate your enemy Sadie. La Cova is where monsters are sent … to die.”
(To be continued.)