Angela went for her gun in a knee-jerk reaction. When she realized that it was not there she felt exposed and vulnerable.
Everyone on the set looked up in shock, stopping where they were.
Agents came swarming out of nowhere, pointing their firearms at everyone, almost daring someone to move. One agent, Tharen, walked out from behind the others. "Angela Carlisle?"
Angela raised her hand slowly, making no sudden moves. She knew that they would shoot to kill if provoked.
Agent Tharen walked towards Angela. "Angela Carlisle, you are under arrest." He withdrew a set of steel cuffs from behind his back and placed them on Angela's wrists behind her.
"May I ask what this is about?" Angela looked like she was in shock.
"We will discuss that on the way." Tharen said. He placed a hand on her shoulder and guided her forward.
Everyone on the set stared after them in complete shock, not knowing what was going on. They watched the agents place Angela in the back of black car with tinted windows, Agent Tharen sliding in after her.
"Sorry about that Anggie." Thomas reached over and un-handcuffed her. "I hate to pull you out of your cover like that, but we need you."
"Angela rubbed her wrist for a second. "What about my mark?"
"Don't worry, we have it covered for a short while, and then you will be back. There should be no problem in explaining the situation; especially for you. No problems with your cover."
Angela nodded to her superior. "What is going on? Why do you need me?" She was in full agent mode now.
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