DeLacy glared at the gentlemen sitting at the desk in the dark blue suit. He rolled his eyes, "Don't look at me like that. You know full well Superior's intentions and mine are well meant. We seek your safety. Besides you have now the American Secret Services and British Secret Services working to make sure that during this Game you don't die", said M-I6.

"I figured as much, but I'm not happy about it!", snapped DeLacy. The pilots in the front of the plane flinched.

MI-6 sighed, "There is no use in keeping you in the dark about it".

"Tsch! It was never really a secret! Neither is the Game itself! I can't have both American and British Intelligence on my tail! I already have the FBI, public police, foreign agencies, assassins, bounty hunters and players to evade and deal with! And I am not being a mole in this M-I6!", warned DeLacy.

"You are not a mole! Heavens no DeLacy! Your safety is my top priority not the information you have! I can't have the person who is head of Loyalty die on my watch. I have an obligation to my business partners and those who aid Britain. American Secret Service is rather pissed off that British Parliament is allowing this even though The Game itself threatens civilian lives each year DeLacy and your the only one who has survived nine years straight. Each year deaths go unaccounted for and not to mention one of my agents has already been killed and was my representative without my knowledge during the last video you received", said M-I6.

DeLacy glared, "I apologize. Yet this isn't the first time M-I6. You lose agents everyday", she said. It was the harsh honest truth.

M-I6 folded his hands, "But my agent forfeited, he backed out of the Game because I ordered him to. The new rule applied by the sponsors permits you to. DeLacy if you have this rule back out or I will do it for you", warned M-I6.

"I received no such rule. Check my email since you have already taken the liberty of hacking into my bloody phone, you won't find it", replied DeLacy.

M-I6 was approached by someone who bent whispering in his ear. His eyes were hard, "Why can't things be easy for once?", he muttered as the gentlemen left having confirmed what DeLacy had said.

"Anderson", said M-I6.

"Oh good god!", snapped DeLacy pissed off.

Anderson was an M-I6 agent?! Not to mention the pilots of the plane were American Secret Intelligence too. DeLacy had known that because they had told her. But now M-I6 was pulling strings.

"I expect you to keep me well informed, DeLacy I look forward to meeting you when you arrive in England", said M-I6.

"I'm not going to meet you, I have other business", replied DeLacy.

"I've rearranged your schedule, it shouldn't be much of a problem", said M-I6.

DeLacy looked at M-I6. She glanced at Anderson and rubbed her eyes with her two fore fingers closing them.

"This is the time when I'd love to have a heart attack", she sighed.

"That isn't anything to joke about!", snapped M-I6.

"Well pardon me for acting normally! You've invaded my damn privacy M-I6! I don't like it! Yes American Secret Service is here but at least they informed me! So you know what! Anderson your fired!", snapped DeLacy.

"You can't exactly fire him", said M-I6.

"I just did! Now I am not exactly in the best of moods---!", DeLacy stopped her face straining. Her heart murmured painfully. Her chest was tightening up in agony. One of the common symptoms of heart disease. DeLacy stepped back clenching her shirt as her breath falling short. Her chest muscles were tense and contracted painfully not relaxing.

"DeLacy?", asked M-I6 with seriousness as she threw down her pills again.

DeLacy swallowed hard disgusted. She would never get used to that horrid cardboard taste. She gagged as the pills went down coughing. "Awful, awful, awful, awful", she muttered.

"I'll see you around noon. This is not up for discussion or argument", said M-I6.

"This is why I wanted to fly Southwest", muttered DeLacy under her breath.

She sat down lazily as the screen turned off. Rollins looked at Jackson. This was much more than it seemed. Secret service agents from both America and Britain? Who the hell was this woman? And if there was secret services already offering their help, why the heck were Rollins and Jackson here?