It Started with Blackmail

Wednesday morning I was blackmailed by my boyfriend, Zach- to go to class. Although the class is utterly pointless and I had not done the homework, Zach felt that I needed to go to class. I was not a happy camper, but he promised to shave his attempt of No-Shave November. Half-way through class I received a text saying I needed to go on a secret mission and to check my box after class. In my box was a note with directions to go outside to the car and meet an undercover agent. I walked outside and there leaning up against his car was Agent Goscha decked out in a classy black suit and tie. Without breaking character he proceeded to tell me he was from MI6 and that my help was needed to find a bomb and deactivate it.

 As I jumped in the car and sped away, Agent Goscha handed me a loaded (airsoft) gun. I couldn't help but notice the James Bond music that played in the background and the lack of a British accent on the operative. I guessed that he was undercover as an American operative. With little time before the bomb was scheduled to go off, I had to rapidly figure out this clue: 

 

      I was stumped too, for a little while. 

When we arrived at the park, we raced to find the message left by "Leroy" who was with Al Qaeda.  I found the water bomb, shot off the enemy, and completed with mission with seconds to spare. After Agent Goscha and I walked back to his vehicle, he pulled out a dozen of my favorite flowers (remember what those were from one of my posts?) and asked me to Gadkin at Bethel. To find out what that is, stay tuned! For now this operative needs to sign out, she needs 8 hours of sleep to prepare for her next mission: Chemistry

Until Next Time,

Miss Sass A Frass