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Story Notes:
Hard to believe we are on story 3!

I don't own Psych :( I wish I did, but I don't.
Author's Chapter Notes:
Already, I can tell that this one is going to be different from the other two. Can't wait to see how it unfolds. Hope you enjoy it!
“What’s your name?”

A past conversation floated through his mind as she answered. “Sydney Collins.”

“Why Sydney?” Shawn had a feeling he knew the answer to the question.

“Because it’s a place my father wanted to visit someday. He always thought it was such a nice place.”

Shawn stared at her for a minute the rest of the world fading out. “Have you ever met your father?”

“Today’s the first time.” She whispered.


“I guess I should properly introduce myself, Special Agent Sydney Collins of the CIA at your service.”

The man stepped into the warehouse, visibly trembling.

“You’re late.” He flinched at the cold voice.

“I’m s-sorry.”

“Sorry isn’t enough, do you realize how royally you two screwed up? Now we have to go clean up your mess.” The man flinched as the person got up in a rush and headed for the door.

And if we have to kill a few cops to do that, so be it.” The last sound the man heard was the sound of a gun.


6 years ago: Washington DC

Sydney adjusted her sling and hid her wince as she stepped into the room. “Alright, let’s get started.”

The class settled down, confusion coming over their faces. “My name is Miss Collins I will be your instructor for the next 2 months.”

“Mam? Are you a little… I mean…” One of the students, a boy who had to be just out of college, spoke up.

“Aren’t I a little young to be teaching a class?” Sydney walked over until she was right in front of him. “What’s your name?”

“Agent Alex Temple mam.”

“Well Temple, the first thing you need to learn is in this business everything is not as it seems.”

She clicked and the projector started up. “Welcome to Hostage Situations 101.”
Chapter End Notes:
That's it for now! Til next time... :)

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