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The chair in the center of the bare white room was shaped like an egg. Kale wasn’t a big fan of the current trend in zen minimilism; he stood up and wandered around restlessly.

He hadn’t been going to take the job, no matter how much data about unemployment and job probabilities Flynn ranted on about.

But then he had seen her again. The dark haired woman. Just call me Agent T, she had said mysteriously when he asked her name.

He had been putting out the garbage—Flynn’s job but he was still sulking about the job situation—when she, Agent T, popped out from behind the purple Amelia bush.

“Please take the job,” she had said pleadingly. “It’s my first job and if I stuff it up they won’t give me another one. And it really is important. And all you have to do is play along and do what they say and wait for instructions from us.”

She had refused to give any further details about who “us” were, but Kale’s curiosity was well and truly piqued.

He was thinking about this when the wall slid open and a gorgeous creature appeared before him.

“You must be Kale.” she said in a silky voice. “I am Fin Min Hoot. How good of you to come.”