Deathwish

"There are plenty of reasons as to why your dad wants to get into contact with you through indirect means, the first and most obvious being that he is a secret agent. I mean, duh.""No I mean why now? I've been working for the FSS for several years now and have done nothing to hide the fact that I am a federal agent from any other agency. In fact when I joined the FSS I was hoping that my dad would hear about it and come to me immediately, but that never happened. So why is he all of a sudden so interested in finding me?""Are you just completely disregarding the fact that due to recent events you have been put under grade A government protection and your life is at risk via numerous outside sources?" Monique looked at me like I was completely blind. "I know you're used to living dangerously, Hannah, but this is a little extreme even for you. Your dad might just be concerned for your wellbeing!""Or he might be concerned with the dollar sign on my forehead." I muttered. I pulled up an article dated just days ago from one of the other agencies that the FSS occasionally works with, my name it's headline. Apparently I was worth a pretty penny overseas; they want me dead or alive. "What is this, an old western film?""At least they don't have a poster with your face alongside the article." Monique commented as she read the piece over my shoulder. "Although that would be pretty hilarious if you ask me. Wanted: Hannah Clark for being a badass."