C136 Flight To Osaka
Agent Mitchell stood in front of GrayFarm, looking up at the tall building. She breathed in shakily, adjusting her dark blue, two-piece suit. She had an interview to attend, for the position of a female secretary with high academic qualifications. That was what she’d caught on the notice board, on that day she’d staked out on the roof of a building, a few blocks from GrayFarm
