Let’s Steal an Impossible Mission
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One week in and no one suspected a thing, and Hardison would really like to take all the credit for it but the thing about covert government agencies was that the higher up you went, the more likely they were to overlook weird blanks because you could just say the magic word: ‘classified.’ It had honestly been easier to fake their way into this special joint task force than it usually was to fake their way into a local school or hospital. Nate, in his infinite fearless leader wisdom, had decided that this was their only shot at the mark. He was almost definitely guilty of conspiring to terrorism, which meant he would get disappeared off to Guantanamo Bay or some such as soon as he got caught, which was all fine and good for national security but wouldn’t help the victims whose life insurance payouts he had stolen to fund his operations. They needed to be close enough to steal the money back before he was sent where he belonged.
Honestly, Hardison thought this job was kind of cool. Terrorists were awful and scary, obviously, but there was a certain giddy ring to ‘Impossible Mission Force' -- it sounded too cool to be real, and so was everybody in it. Eliot and Parker fit right in with them, all bare knuckle fights and jumping off tall buildings. And they had some of the coolest tech Hardison had ever seen, even though he’s seen a lot. Most surprising of all, one of the agents, Dunn, was even nice to him right off the bat, which pretty much never happened. Hardison was usually an...acquired taste. Or just a bad taste that people very slowly got used to. The first time Dunn had laughed at one of his jokes (a very niche reference to Star Trek IV space whales), Hardison had almost done a double take. No one laughed at his jokes. He was going to miss this when this job was over.
“Any hits on the flags we set up for his aliases?” he asked as he slid into the chair next to Dunn, handing over a coffee because hey, the more these people liked having them around, the better their cover, right? That was all it was.
