Finally learn the true nature of your mission as a handler

"Very good. Now that the fun part is over, we must get to the crux of it all..." Goodbye sighed, then breathed in heavily. "The truth is... your predecessor, code-named Ciao, perished in the line of duty. Like his predecessor before him. And his before him," she explained, pausing after each so that the gravity of the situation could weigh upon you. "What I mean to say is, the statistics for handlers dying in this position... are unusual. We've had three handler deaths now, with no casualties among the Girls themselves. Based on the patterns of the deaths, we do not believe that the deaths are results of enemy activity during their missions, not in the regular sense..."

She stepped up for a moment to switch her position, now sitting on the desk in front of you... If she had more slender legs and a miniskirt on, this would look like something out of a sexy spy flick, but with her long skirt and chubby legs, this scene wasn't exactly the Hollywood standard. "It has to be one or more of the Goodbye Girls doing this. They're our finest agents... they have a near 100% success rate on their missions... but they're... what's the word for it..." she murmured, tapping a thick black pen against her pouty lips for a moment. "Scary. That's the word."

Scary?

"These women are killers and I've never seen a handler that they treated any different than a toy. They uh... They don't fully look up to me either. These women don't respect CEDIT or it's methods... They're going to treat you the same way," Goodbye explained, dropping the pen for a moment as she gestured with her hands, then simply ignoring it. "Your mission... is to turn the tables on them without getting caught. You're here to work as their handler, but that big paycheck of yours also means sticking your head into the lion's mouth. You're going to be intentionally sabotaging the girls so we can find out their vulnerabilities, then recording those vulnerabilities in that dossier. I know you signed on as a handler, but this will mean deploying in the field with the Goodbye Girls. We need to know everything about them. They don't tend to let people in... so you're going to **** your way in!"

You felt like a lot of information was being dumped upon you- information that would have been better presented before you took the job, you'd note- but it sounded like they were asking you to perform a more dangerous version of a job that three people had already died in the course of!

"That's exactly right! Only, you know what you're going into this time, so you're going to be fully prepared. You'll have my support... but nobody else, not the Goodbye Girls, not the rest of CEDIT... can know what we're doing," she continued, adjusting her glasses and leaning forward on her desk so that your faces became very close. Her breath smelled very strongly of the coffee she'd been downing all interview. "You've got to be their handler, but you're also Big Brother... You need to know everything about them! That's your main mission! Your life... maybe my life... all of CEDIT's health depends on it!"

Before you could protest any further, she grabbed a folder and slid it across her heavy oak desk. "Here are all the dossiers for each of them. We uh... well, I just said we don't know much beyond surface level things about them... Heck, even their real names are lost from committee records. Still, learn what you can!"

Nervously, you accepted the folder and began to thumb through it... The manila folder was distressingly thin, indicating just how little was known about these agents of CEDIT. The words "TOP SECRET" on the front really did make you feel like you were in a spy movie.