The war was long and brutal many life's were taken and many families were broken when they found out the father or son was reported dead.
For you your father and mother was taken away from you while you were young but not having parents to guide you on where not to go and what not to do caused you to always follow the bad crowd.
But it helped you be successful you helped the government by sending women to sleep with the enemy to steal information and secret documents.
To the best of everyone's knowledge you were a man who helped the war had long hair and hid his face with a hat.
But lately the last 8 women you sent haven't came back so it worried you these woman were your only family and it hurt you if one of them turned up missing or dead.
There was knock on the door "Mr.(Y/N) Mr. Jones is here to see you"
"Let him in" The door opened and a man with ashy blonde hair walked in slowly closing the door behind him "May I ask why you are here Mr.Jones" You questioned.
"Well I sent you a letter asking for you to send any information you got from the girls you sent to the British"
You mumbled something under your breath turning away from the General and looking down at the paper on your desk "What was that?"
"They arnt back yet.."
He looked confused "Didnt you tell them to be back befo-"
"I TOLD THEM" You interrupted "THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE BACK 3 MONTHS AGO" You stood from your chair and stared into his blue eye's "Mr. Jones the women have been trained to fight back if they are in danger 3 of the women I sent were reported dead the rest are still missing"
"Please hurry up we need the information we dont know when the British will attack nex-"
"I'm fully aware of that Mr. Jones now could you leave while I try to figure out what has happened to these women"
He sighed and took a step towards the door "Very well" With said he left.
You were frustrated with all this war bull shit that you could just give it in a snap of a finger but you couldn't do that now you needed these girls home one of them had a daughter who was waiting for her mom to come home so she could hug her.
You didnt want to be the one to tell that little girl that her mother would never come back so you have to find them now before you regret it.