And carrying the duffel bag over his shoulder, wearing a cargo pant and a grey crew neck t-shirt with black aviators he would walk into the complex, following the man who wore a more military like overalls, he would be ushered into a room, and he would soon be standing in front of a group of men and one singular woman, dressed in a much more casual attire than himself as the man with the grey moustache would call the meeting into attendance saying,
"Welcome Special Agent Kabir, welcome to Europe, we're very glad to have you here, I'm Phyllis, British Intelligence, M6, British CIA, call us whatever you like, but I'm glad to oversee the first joint operation between India and the UK in quite some time. This is Agent Erika Sawyers and she'll be your running mate in this mission. I hope you had a good trip and that you both get to learn a bit more about each other today, because tomorrow we'll already be into the eye of the storm.."
Kabir was a bit puzzled if this man was referring to thefirst joint mission, in a while, to the time when the UK actually ruled over his country before it's independence, but decided to stay objective and treat this first and foremost as a mission which could help both countries and their respective political differences as he shook the man's hand and glanced over at the woman to say,
"Honored to be here, Phyllis and a pleasure to be working with you Agent Erika.. I guess you all know about me much more than I know about you.."
Phyllis chuckled a short laugh before replying,
"Kabir Mehta, son of the late Major Mehta, Indian Army and Intelligence division, drafted aged 20 to the Army, promoted to Commando and special forces at the age of 23, exemplary track record of intelligence and security showing wit, courage and valor in various missions, now aged 30 and recently promoted to the special task forces, did I get everything?"
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