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Authors: Trin Denise
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long as she could remember, she had wanted to be a photographer.
That all changed the day she met Special Agent Laura Forrest. They had met some sixteen years ago while Rheyna was attending George Washington University. She had seen Laura from a distance off and on the entire time she was in school. Laura was the one who conducted the FBI recruiting drive every semester outside the main entrance to the college.
Secretly, she had thought Laura was too small and too attractive to be a FBI agent. She was sorry to admit that she had a stereotypical view of what an agent should look like, and Laura definitely was not it. Laura stood maybe five-feet-four inches tall with heels on. With blonde shoulder-length hair and green eyes, she was what Rheyna would classify as a sweet piece of eye candy.
Her so-called ‘gaydar’ had gone into overdrive from the first moment she had seen her. Laura had grinned at her like a Cheshire cat, a grin that said, “I know your secret, too.” Although they never spoke until the day she graduated, Rheyna had liked her immediately. After the ceremony, she was busy packing her things to leave campus for the last time, when Laura unexpectedly appeared at her dorm room with a recruiting pamphlet in her hand.
She introduced herself and asked Rheyna if she had ever given a thought to joining the FBI. Not one to mix words, Rheyna told her, “Thanks, but no thanks.”
What Laura said next surprised her: “What’s the matter, afraid you can’t hack it, don’t have what it takes? I guess my instincts were wrong about you.” Laura tossed the pamphlet on the bed and walked out of the room without another word, and that was all it took.
Laura had challenged her and she couldn’t resist. She told herself at the time that it was just the Taurus in her. She sat down on the bed, leafed through the brochure, and was pleasantly surprised to read that one of the FBI hiring policies included a clause that protected people based on sexual orientation.
Later that night, while sitting in her newly rented efficiency apartment, she logged onto the FBI website and downloaded an application. To her surprise, she was accepted two weeks later.
She had driven by the J. Edgar Hoover building a thousand times without giving it much thought, but on the day she was to report for duty, she stood outside the front entrance marveling at its sheer size. It was enormous and took up a full city block. The building itself was located at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue between Ninth and Tenth Street, with the front of the building facing Pennsylvania Avenue. The building raised seven stories at the front, with a huge overhang at the back that added four more floors.
Laura told her that the building had been designed this way in order to bypass a city ordinance that restricted the height on all new buildings facing Pennsylvania Avenue.
The main reason for this had to do with the major parades that periodically marched down the Avenue. It was a requirement for all new buildings to have open second floors in order to accommodate parade spectators. The exterior part of the building was most interesting and was constructed out of crude concrete slabs. At first glance, they appeared to be riddled with bullet holes. She learned later that the holes were not from bullets, but were actually part of the architecture, designed to give it character. Not only did they look like bullet holes, the building looked unfinished to her, and she was not alone in that thought.
She couldn’t recall how many times she had overheard a tourist taking the tour ask, “So, how much longer before the building’s completed?” It was a standing joke around HQ, seeing that the building was completed in 1974.
When she entered the building, the first person she saw was Special Agent Laura Forrest. She had been waiting for her and again, she had that shit-eating grin on her face. All Rheyna could do was smile back. After she signed in at the front desk,
That all changed the day she met Special Agent Laura Forrest. They had met some sixteen years ago while Rheyna was attending George Washington University. She had seen Laura from a distance off and on the entire time she was in school. Laura was the one who conducted the FBI recruiting drive every semester outside the main entrance to the college.
Secretly, she had thought Laura was too small and too attractive to be a FBI agent. She was sorry to admit that she had a stereotypical view of what an agent should look like, and Laura definitely was not it. Laura stood maybe five-feet-four inches tall with heels on. With blonde shoulder-length hair and green eyes, she was what Rheyna would classify as a sweet piece of eye candy.
Her so-called ‘gaydar’ had gone into overdrive from the first moment she had seen her. Laura had grinned at her like a Cheshire cat, a grin that said, “I know your secret, too.” Although they never spoke until the day she graduated, Rheyna had liked her immediately. After the ceremony, she was busy packing her things to leave campus for the last time, when Laura unexpectedly appeared at her dorm room with a recruiting pamphlet in her hand.
She introduced herself and asked Rheyna if she had ever given a thought to joining the FBI. Not one to mix words, Rheyna told her, “Thanks, but no thanks.”
What Laura said next surprised her: “What’s the matter, afraid you can’t hack it, don’t have what it takes? I guess my instincts were wrong about you.” Laura tossed the pamphlet on the bed and walked out of the room without another word, and that was all it took.
Laura had challenged her and she couldn’t resist. She told herself at the time that it was just the Taurus in her. She sat down on the bed, leafed through the brochure, and was pleasantly surprised to read that one of the FBI hiring policies included a clause that protected people based on sexual orientation.
Later that night, while sitting in her newly rented efficiency apartment, she logged onto the FBI website and downloaded an application. To her surprise, she was accepted two weeks later.
She had driven by the J. Edgar Hoover building a thousand times without giving it much thought, but on the day she was to report for duty, she stood outside the front entrance marveling at its sheer size. It was enormous and took up a full city block. The building itself was located at 935 Pennsylvania Avenue between Ninth and Tenth Street, with the front of the building facing Pennsylvania Avenue. The building raised seven stories at the front, with a huge overhang at the back that added four more floors.
Laura told her that the building had been designed this way in order to bypass a city ordinance that restricted the height on all new buildings facing Pennsylvania Avenue.
The main reason for this had to do with the major parades that periodically marched down the Avenue. It was a requirement for all new buildings to have open second floors in order to accommodate parade spectators. The exterior part of the building was most interesting and was constructed out of crude concrete slabs. At first glance, they appeared to be riddled with bullet holes. She learned later that the holes were not from bullets, but were actually part of the architecture, designed to give it character. Not only did they look like bullet holes, the building looked unfinished to her, and she was not alone in that thought.
She couldn’t recall how many times she had overheard a tourist taking the tour ask, “So, how much longer before the building’s completed?” It was a standing joke around HQ, seeing that the building was completed in 1974.
When she entered the building, the first person she saw was Special Agent Laura Forrest. She had been waiting for her and again, she had that shit-eating grin on her face. All Rheyna could do was smile back. After she signed in at the front desk,
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