(subplot) The Naked Agent

Chantelle sat in her car outside her office and tried to prepare herself for the day she had ahead of her. It was ridiculous how much anxiety she was feeling right now. She had been in actual life or **** situations on multiple occasions and always managed to hold her nerve. What was really so bad about her work buddies seeing her naked body? She was getting a million dollars for this, way more than she was ever paid for putting her life on the line rather than just her modesty.

The skilled and experienced agent used a couple of her most effective breathing techniques to get her adrenaline under control and give an appearance of calm. Appearances were everything here. The only way for Chantelle to get through this without losing face was to style it out like it was on her own terms. A final day prank that would give her colleagues something to remember her by. A badass, power move even.

Chantelle slipped on her tinted designer glasses and placed her badge and gun in her handbag, not having anywhere else to put them for now, and stepped confidently out of her car. By the time she entered the office she was owning this, no matter how humiliated and degraded she felt deep down.

"What's the matter, none of you seen a naked woman before?" Chantelle asked as she strode past her colleagues, all of whom were openly gawking, and in some cases practically drooling at her body "Well, I guess maybe some of you never have."

Chantelle's colleagues laughed at that burn to one of the office juniors who was barely out of school and looked ready to jerk off right there and then. It seemed like she was actually getting respect for this. It took a lot of guts and the gesture was certainly appreciated by her male colleagues. Then Ted emerged from his office.

"Agent Lewis, what on Earth do you think you are playing at?"

He looked at once angry and horny, a very unusual look for someone who was usually so hard to read.

"I thought I would go dress down for my last day," Chantelle quipped. There were some brave enough to laugh but Ted clearly wasn't amused.

"Well, I'd say that's a little unfortunate, Lewis, since I have a hostage situation I need you to help neutralise now."

"What? I thought I was finishing off paperwork!" Chantelle now was starting to lose her cool for once.

"I need you on it. Naked or not, you are my highest performing agent."

"But like this?" Chantelle gestured down at her fully exposed body. Surely he wasn't going to do this to her.

"You've got your gun and your badge haven't you? Agents Harris and Turner will accompany you. Now go, that's an order!"

"Yes sir!"

As a stunned Chantelle walked back towards the exit to begin her mission, she could hear her boss’ raised voice behind her:

"Now let that be a lesson to any of you who decide to treat this job as a joke!"