The International Secret Service, known by, the abbreviation, of ISS. Is about to become known for more than that since they are being hit with a lawsuit to identify their agents. A Daily Confession magazine reporter Lynn Washington, has somehow gotten her hands, on some serious classified dossiers with operatives names.
And, have published, a few which has attracted the attention, of Petrach Merrill, the agency director. Who fear the publishing, of these files has placed many under cover agents in serious danger? And, as he uses all avenues to try to stop the publication, of these operative identity. He finds many in the judicial system is leaning toward the publishing, of his employees.
Especially, L.J.Henderson, a judge, he feels doesn’t understand the decision he made will create problems for years to come. It was he, who decided that no agent has privacy rights to protect them. And, with that court opinion Dion Francis, Cassavettes was exposed, as Donald Francis, Giovanni, to the public.
Not that Dion Cassavettes, is afraid. But, because his family will be exposed to unwarranted interviews, from the press. And, his family goes, from the underworld to the modeling world. And, with the maneuvering, of misinformation he has been able to protect them, from further exposure.
The one decision he has decided to do, with Petrach Merrill blessing is, an interview with Lynn Washington, the investigating reporter for the Daily Confession. Of course, certain factors was requested, of her to obey within reasons.
It’s, at the Come Together, restaurant they have decided to meet for the interview. And, from the moment they meet you could feel the tension between the two, of them. Which is an attack signal to the early thirty reporter. After, they introduced to one another.
“Mister Giovanni, I feel you have ill feeling toward me exposing your associates and you?” With, a investigated reporter tone she states quickly. Cool, calm collective has always been connected to Cassavettes personality since his youth. Just, as firm, fair and consistent is connected to Donald Francis,Giovanni.
“My feelings isn’t your job to be concern with, Miss Washington.” He replies. “Obviously, putting others in danger are reporters job..especially, if they connected to the word investigating reporter.” Words, that has the reporter on the edge, of rage. He lay out his reasons, to why the report is dangerous to the security, of the nation to the unmoving reporter.
“Look, at your defensive reaction to the truth about your report?” “Truth!?” She counters, before Dion Cassavettes, who is known , by his heritage name in certain sections, of New York. “I’m a reporter, who’s just doing their job…I didn’t search for the documents..they found me!”
“Trouble, usually do Miss Washington…So, you tell me, how you come, by these files?” “I can’t tell you that, Mr. Giovanni, because I have to protect my sources. She Replies. Which doesn’t sit quietly with Donald Francis, Giovanni, the man.
“Oh!, It’s okay to protect your leak, from us, by crying privileges afford you, by the amendments.” He laugh with disdained. “But, if we ask you to hold back exposing our operatives..than it becomes the public has the right to know.” He says, looking deeply, at her. “That’s funny..truly laughable, Miss Washington.” A comment that does make her think for a second. And , only a second.
Because, soon she launch into a harsher tone with the handsome smooth 42 year old agent with a vicious attack. And, through it all Dion Cassavettes stays in control. “Did I rattle the vengeance in you, Miss Washington?”
“Did I hit a nerve to make you question this selected protection rule that your field, of choice uses constantly?”
“Not, one bit, Mister Giovanni!” After, a few more questions and answers they conclude the interview on harsher tone. “Watch your steps, Miss Washington..you unaware, of the danger you have created, by your report?
“I’m secure with myself to believe in the truth!” The defensive beautiful brunette states, as she walks boldly, from the restaurant with ease. While Cassavettes shakes his head in disbelief. Here, he is on administrative leave to defend his agency and self, from a judge decision. And, a hot gun reporter.
While, at his apartment, the Villa of Peace, as he likes to referred to it. Dion Cassavettes, birth name don Francis , Giovanni is sharing time with his only child Di’onna Cassavettes, and his former wife Bianca. Who, although divorce is concern for her former spouse. “Dion, why don’t you just quit this spy business?”
“It’s in my blood, Bianca. Remember, my father whole life was enforcing the rules, of law enforcement and espionage.” He reminds her, of her decease former father-in-law Daniel Fransicus, Giovanni Sr. Who was assassinated years ago.
“I’m not quitting because some low life passed along private documents to expose me and other agents!” He says, as his voice rise with anger. “Daddy, I like what you and mama do.” At five, she’s very aware, of the field her parent do, as a professions. Sometimes, they even feel they doesn’t spend enough with their only child.
Soon, a high tech camera shows, a limousine outside his villa, and he instantly knows the occupant. “I see Petrach, has arrived.” Explaining to, his ex wife that he might need privacy when he get to the door. After, a few moments in their company and with his goddaugther D’ionna, the model and child goes to other area, of the complex.
“So, what’s our next step?” “Try to get an injunction to stop the publishing, of anymore name.” The ISS agency director speaks. “Obviously, the judge was doing his job..except he fail to understand the trouble that goes with that list being published.” “Well, Petrach, you can’t say I don’t..because it affecting my family..and soon it will affect this foolish reporter.” Still said, with anger in his voice.
And didn’t improve any better when her picture comes upon the news. Which they watch and is continuously shocked, by her reporting. Which centers around her interview with Cassavettes. “As, you can see the interview with one, of the expose agent became a little hostile..and you might say I felt threaten, from one that suppose to protect us, from others.” Lynn Washington says, as if she didn’t create the hostility.
“Cassavettes, let it go. We handle this professionally and within the law.” “Petrach, I hope so..I truly hope so, sir.”
Soon, members, of the Santos family, kinship with mobster connection pays a visit to Dion Francis, Cassavettes. Which doesn’t sits too well with the ISS director. Who leave when they enters.
“Nephew, I got the feeling that the suit didn’t want me here.” “Uncle, it’s because, of the business you in..and besides you’re not kin to him, but to me.” Explaining that their bloodline runs deep to stay connected. Although, they on different fence, of the law. “That, my brother Danny son. Always remember your roots and heritage and loyalty, Donald.”
Within minutes, they discuss certain proposals that Dion Cassavettes, believes the power of the Santos family can contribute with his uncle. “Done deal, Donald.” He promise his nephew, who he call, by his birth name. “Anything, you ask for, from me will be guaranteed.” The head boss, of the Santos family says leaving his nephew.
Hours later, he riding in the neighborhood with his daughter in his company. When he spots Lynn Washington leaving her Daily Confession headquarters, and notice others following her. And, he proceed to follow them knowing that anything he does he must place his daughter safety first and foremost.
After reaching her destination they assailants makes, a move to kidnap the reporter. With screams and panicky moves Lynn Washington reacts to the training she learned, from being taught karate, as a child. Obviously, a reaction that didn’t require the assistance, of Cassavettes. Who rides upon the scene?
“Brilliant, Miss Washington. What next you’re going to report on your heroics?” “My life was threaten..and you joking about it!” Explaining his assistance although wasn’t needed his sympathy were. “You’re kidding right!”
“Miss lady, we’ll give you a ride home.” His five year old daughter says with a youth wisdom. “I accept it, from you. If your father’s not bother, by the offer.” “I’ll do anything my child ask because she knows fools need help better than I.” A comment that didn’t bring her and him anywhere closer to being friends. While, on his freedom to speak joy ride he gets to know the reporter a little more. Who in returns lighten up a little?
“Ladies, take cover..I feel we’re about to have some company that wasn’t requested?” He says, while spotting trouble in his mirror. He races through the street lights and stop signs, at a high rate, of speed. But can’t lose the following forces. Who’s has the skills he does to keep up?
Suddenly, he stops and leap , from his vehicle and start firing , at the pursers non-stopped. And, retrieve his other weapon and fire non stopped. He takes no chances when his daughter life is in harm. Many times, because of him. He slowly walks toward the dead in track SUV, and see no alive movement. He signal it’s okay to his passengers to show themselves. “Good work, Donald!..where they come from so quickly?” “Miss Washington, you bought them here when you reported those agents names.” Trying to point out there are reasons the espionage business is secretive, from the citizens. And, if they need be they can locate traitor in their mist when they get too confidence with themselves. “So, you’re saying I don’t have to expose them.” “Exactly!”
While heading back toward her residence the handsome and brilliant agent receives, a call, from Petrach Ottavius, Merriill. Who gives his the news that brings a smile upon his face? While one smiles the other one isn’t too delighted with the news she received on her phone. “So, you have an injunction against me reporting the truth?”
“No. the judge, who made the decision to think unwisely have found his sense.” Cassavettes speaks in return. “You won for the moment…but it was more in your favor that I would have back off.” She counters saying after tonight adventure she was changing her mind. “Do, what you feel Miss, Washington, these agents death will be on your conscience in the end.” Words spoken when he reaches her apartment in the rich section, of town.
“Thanks, for the conversation.” “My pleasure, Washington. Let’s do it again?” “Serious?!” “Not really, but than you never know.” Cassavettes says, while driving off with his daughter. Who’s waving with happiness to the reporter?