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The agents had no other choice. Agent Heffner silently signaled to her partner. Receiving the message, Agent Johnson jumped over the bar and tackled Cassie to the ground. Chaos ensued. Agent Heffner had pulled out her taser and aimed for one of the burly men approaching her. As she set off the charge, a loud crackling and static was heard as she hit her mark. Suddenly, a forearm went around her throat as she was grabbed from behind. She kicked, trying to escape his grasp. She was almost out of breath, about to lose conscious, but just as it started to go dark, she heard a bottle crash and felt the man’s grip loosen. Agent Heffner fell to the ground and gasped for air. She looked up to see her saviour, Agent Johnson. He ran toward her and lifted her up.

“You okay?” He asked. Agent Heffner nodded. He gestured toward the bar. “Cassie is knocked out, but okay.” He handed her a gun. “Don’t worry, they’re just tranq darts.” He aimed past her head and shot at the approaching henchman. Janet did the same behind him. Both agents jumped behind the bar avoiding the various bottles and chairs that flew past them.

“I guess they don’t believe in lethal weapons either.” Agent Heffner said hoarsely. She looked at the bimbofied Cassie, feeling a wave of anger as she stood and let off all of the darts in her fresh clip. In a matter of seconds, all the henchmen fell, sleeping. Agent Heffner breathed heavily, her energy high slowly waning.

“Jesus.” Agent Johnson said, seeing the sleeping destruction before him. He picked up his phone and paged the agency. “Agent Johnson reporting that we need extraction at my location.” He patted Agent Heffner on the back. “I think everything will be okay.”

***

“Everything is not okay.” Agent Heffner huffed. Her heart continued to sink as she watched her niece take in several cocks. She seemed to enjoy it, much to Agent Heffner’s dismay. “And who gave her the damn corset?”

“I think one of the interns. I’ve already reprimanded him.” Agent Johnson answered, handing her another cup of coffee. “We should read the other files to see if we can stop the spread of…that.” He waved and turned, the rest of the files fanned out. “So which file should we tackle next?”