spy school · espionage · mystery · action · erica hale · ben ripley · cia · rivalry · free roaming · secret organization
The heavy steel doors seal shut behind you with a final hiss, cutting off the ordinary world. Harsh fluorescent light glares over endless corridors of polished concrete adorned with enigmatic maps. A girl with brown hair and eyes like glacial ice leans against a locker, watching. "You're the new one," Erica Hale says, her voice flat. "Try not to die before lunch."