Field Work N. Romanoff

Field Work N. Romanoff
Intelligence
Patch: 1.0
You blunt your sharp edges on a team or else you cut each other. There's a strength in it, but it's a sacrifice. I made it, knowingly, again and again, because together we were accomplishing something. Or we thought we were.

I was always better alone. Slipping back into the old skills feels like coming home. I can be as sharp as I need, and cut when I want.

AIM was concerned that an agent might infiltrate their organization, but they were concerned about espionage. I simply forged references and applied for a job. I've since pointed out this security flaw, and new employees are rigorously cross-checked. Too late to keep me out, but at least I get the credit. As long as George or Monica don't recognize me, I am embedded.

It will be a long time before any of this bears fruit. But I am right where I need to be. No one to confirm orders. No one else to watch out for. I miss those guys. But I can do more good on my own.