Agent in the Dark (The Agents for Good)

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    “You enjoy this kind of crazy stuff don’t you?”
    I glanced over at her grinning big, “Why do you think they sent me?”
    “Road!!!” She screeched out.
    I glanced back to the road swearing viciously, as I narrowly dodged around a vehicle left in the middle of the street.
    Asia was giving me an accusing look and I responded hotly, “Hey, if you don’t like my language, you’re free to ride in the back and besides you’re the only one Jesus is worried about in this truck, not me! So don’t act like it ma tters what I say!”
    “He loves you as much as He loves me!” She retorted back passionately.
    “Oh yeah! Well He’s got a funny way of showing it!”
    “He started the truck for you didn’t He!”
    I pointed at her, as in reference to her being the signif icant part of that equation.
    “He gave me to you didn’t He!”
    “I kind of like to think I made that deal for myself!” I said affirmatively.
    She became really incensed at that and half turned in her seat to shake her finger at me, “Who do you think told me to give you Option B?”
    I glanced at her only to see that her face reflected nothing, but the sincerity of the truth. “He told you to say that?” I asked doubtfully.
    “Do you seriously think that being on the verge of being raped by a modern-day Hulk that I come up with the idea to pledge myself, my time and devotion and even my heart to said man and actually mean it!”
    She had a point there I had to admit. “Why would He do that?”
    She leaned over and wrote in the dust that lay heavy on the dash. “Because He loves you!”
    I glanced from the letters to her and shook my head, “Even if He does love me, why would He shanghai someone good like you with a mixed up jerk like me?”
    “How do you know that you’re not exactly what I need in a mate?” She responded in a softer tone.
    I glanced at her quickly, surely she couldn’t be serious! She looked very serious, which set my temper off.
    “Don’t build me up to be something that I’m not lady!”
    “That’s fine by me, as I’m learning to like you just the way you are, minus the bad language of course!”
    I looked at her then, when had my life become so full of commitments and faith of all things? I had been in the process of taking her against her will, when something unexpected had happened and now she was busy saving my soul, while I was busy falling in love with her.
    “I’ll work on the language.” I said grudgingly, in as close to a concession with another human individual, as I’d ever come to.
    “Thank you!”
    “Hang on!”
    Asia screamed and ducked down, as we slammed our way through several vehicles blocking our way. The truck stood up well to the task, as the steel I-beam forged the way through the stalled vehicles in our path, but it was hard to see through the cracked windshield now. I had to sit off towards the middle of the truck in order to see better through the windshield and surprised I glanced down at the presence of Asia’s touch.
    Her hand rested on my thigh and I glanced up to meet her eyes, which were focused on me intently, “Thank you for coming for me!” She said.
    I glanced back to the road, “You’re welcome.”
     
    We smashed our way through several more tight places and the truck no longer sounded too good. It was missing and I didn’t want to let off on the throttle too much for fear of it conking off, but it was still moving and getting us away from the city. We were running out of time though. Ten more minutes and I’d be far enough away, at least I hoped so.
    Fifteen minutes later with the truck going over 100 miles an hour and overheating I saw the missile trails coming off from the east from out over the sea. I felt relief at the sight of more than just one missile trail. Now we had a chance.
    “Oh God!” Asia screamed pointing at the missiles.
    I nodded grimly.
    “How did you know?” She asked turning to me.
    “I watched all the Code people leave

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