Prologue

To say I had a successful career would be a complete understatement. At age twenty-two, straight out of college, I decided to head off for the army. It was kind of something that I had meant to do for a long time. While I gave my parents a heartattack from actually being deployed to Syria, the assignment was cut short and only lasted two years. Once I came home, I went back to school to get my masters degree in international relations. Then after a long and strenuous application process, I was employed in the FBI. It was hard work and long hours, but I loved it there. It was like I found my calling, but a quick and busy year later, the CIA managed to snag me. I was what you call, really climbing the promotion ladder in the workplace. Now, at thirty years old, I was quite content with where I was. But when I was offered a highly confidential assignment from the director of foreign affairs himself, I obviously couldn't refuse. So that's how I came to be, partnered with the most arrogant and obnoxious person to ever roam the earth and stuck in a deserted bar in the rural part of Mongolia.