I walked briskly from my post leaving it unattended for I had more important things to worry about. I walked two miles without breaking a sweat where on an otherwise deserted road a man with horse and carriage waited for me. The carriage and horses were the color of the night. The man by it wore a suit complete with monocle. If you first saw him you might laugh at his appearance but I know better. If I laughed this man could kill me with his bare hands regardless of the .44 magnum in my possession so instead I said "hello." The man grunts and beckons to the carriage. I step in and the carriage starts to move along the road with what seems like a bump every two seconds. He begins to talk. "Change of plans. Nothing more with the president."
"What? But all of the preparation-"
"It can wait my boy. More important matters have come up. We have to go incognito for a while. One of our agents was discovered."
"For how long?"
"Roughly four year. This carriage will take you to a safe house. Everything you will need is already there. Even I do not know it's location." I peered my head out of the window to see that there was no driver. The horses were operating on their own accord. "Magnificent beasts, aren't they?" The man quipped. I nodded as the carriage came to a stop. "We're here."
While at the safe house time did not seem to exist. Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned to months and so on. One morning however I woke up to see a file on the floor. I recognized this file type. It was what I used to do. It didn't feel like four years but I guess they had passed. I opened the file, bloodthirsty and excited. Inside the front page read one name: John Harlan.