I felt like I was drowning in paperwork (which lay in stacks around my office.) Together with the latest mission and my personal secretary kicking the bucket in a freak accident, I was swamped in things to do. Which was why I forgot about the important discovery I made late one night on overtime.

Havoc, the arch-enemy of Secrets Inc. was dead. Had been dead for two entire weeks. Agent #0 would never let me forget this.

I made my way to the Chief’s office with a lump in my throat that wouldn’t seem to go down. If I could have botched anything at all, this was definitly the worst thing to screw up on. I approached slowly.

“Chief? I have some good news,” I decided to be straightforward about it and slapped the folder on his desk, “Havoc was murdered… on the 17th.”

I braced myself for the Chief’s head to explode. Daring a glimpse, I saw he was just as angry as I’d expected. Jaw set, ruddy complexion; I’d lose my job for sure.

“Dammit,” the Chief hissed, “What a bloody liar. #0 is a double agent!”