I couldn’t believe this was happening. That Kora could truly heal my severed wings? I thought the damage was beyond what any magic could fix. The mu...cles in my back twitched, wanting to flutter my beautiful, elegant butterfly-like wings.And I would get to again.Tears beaded my eyes as I stared up at my family. My ... family. It was wonderful to have that again. My father had died in disgrace because of my prank that went awry, I was banished from Faerie, but at least here I could spend it with. .. and he moved out of the café. He was gone.Anne felt she was ready to cry. She had to go after him, find out where he lived, approach him to make him belong to her, for ever. She stood up, leaving her startled friends behind as well as her jacket and handbag. It all didn’t matter, she just had to find that man.Outside the café was nobody. Anne ran quickly trough the neighbouring streets, but she didn’t find him. She wasready to let everything go for him, to throw away her life she lived so. Agent 69 nods and stops to kiss the hands of the female operatives in the room. Lets get down to it, Agent 69 demands, I have several important dates to keep tonight. The female agents blush and lock eyes with the super spy. The masked man begins: This operation will be known as GreyGoose. We have received actionable intel that the CIA has begun the creation of supersoldiers that are equipped with Mini Nuclear Bomb launchers, which as you might assume, peaked our interest. The Americans are. The Service does need your abilities, and I do want you to be on tap to lend your expertise. You and Lisa have resolved some of the most difficult situations the Service and country have had. That you're still alive is amazing in and of itself. The Secret Service is under Homeland Security, but your division is almost a separate entity. They don't have any oversight, and no one asks because no one has any idea how much they do. They'll still fund you as long as it stays that way. You've never.