By: Alyssa Hong

As Alexander slipped into his nightgown, he thought about where Luna was. Somewhere in Syria, but exactly where? Aleppo? Homs? Alexander didn’t even know how he knew either of those, as he had slept through most of the history and geography classes, but he doubted Luna was in either Homs or Aleppo. As far as he was concerned, she might as well be on Mars. He couldn’t do anything about it. And if Luna was out there in Homs or Aleppo, how would that help? Did Luna really matter THAT much to the CIA? Then he remembered: Luna had information. Information that could cause the downfall of the CIA and the US government. Information that could kill citizens. That was not good news for anyone in the US.Luna knew how to control the US military’s bombs and nukes; in fact, she also knew the location of the bombs. This unsettled Alexander even more, as he knew Luna could blow him and the entire country up.

The next day, he got a call from CIA Headquarters.

“Hello, this is the CIA headquarters calling. Is this Agent Hale?” The person on the other side said.

“Hi. Yes, this is Agent Hale.” Alexander responded.

“Great. Remember when we told you we would call you back when we needed your help?” The other person asked.

“Yeah?” Alexander said.

“We need you to go to Syria. We have found and pinned Luna’s current location.”

“What?! Where is she?!” Alexander said.

“In Syria, obviously!” The person said.

“ Where in Syria?!”

“ I don’t know! The HQ has that information! No-“

Then, Alexander hung up, either out of fury or just frustration.

To Be Continued…