Writing Symphonies – The Speakeasy

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Writing Symphonies

“He taught me how to read people’s eyes,” she said. “You know, people can have entire conversations with just their eyes.”

McCabe’s eyes roved across Angie Sung’s smooth skin, highlighted by the lights in the CIA interrogation room. She was born in Australia, daughter of Chinese immigrants. Though raised in the country of an ally, there was little doubt in McCabe’s mind that she was a Chinese Intelligence agent. He’d seen the videos of her in action. Her lithe, 120-pound frame unleashing blinding-quick attacks that dropped a 200-pound men in a blink. He recalled her in action.

Gawd, she’s stunning.

McCabe shook away the thought. She was athletic, not so curvy. Nothing to get excited about…unless you liked healthy beauty. McCabe realized, he did. “This was your control?” he said, trying to get back on track.

“Not control. Teacher,” she said.

“And where in China was this?”

She sighed and sat back, though not far. The handcuffs running through a bracket in the table held her in place. “I keep telling you. I’m not with MSS.”

McCabe watched her large dark eyes for deception. All he could think was that they were beautiful. No deceit. No unsavory hungers. Just pure focus on a goal, and maybe…something else. She smiled shyly, and looked away, as though she knew his thoughts. She distracted him, he realized. He focused on her lips instead. “Tell me more about this teacher.”

She leaned forward with renewed interest. “It took me years to master the teaching. He taught me to actually speak with my eyes. For my final test, he made me buy a book and communicate the first chapter to him with just my eyes. He received every word perfectly. We switched places and I could receive every word, no mistakes.”

McCabe realized focusing on her lips wasn’t helping.

With those lips against mine, we could write symphonies.

Another shy smile.

My God. Am I actually falling in love with her? Here?

Angie giggled sweetly and tucked her hair behind her ear. McCabe knew enough about body language to know that one.

What’s happening to me? To us?

“Listen,” she said, wiping her smile away. “You want to know why I broke into a CIA vault, right?”

“That would be nice.”

“There are three groups in the world willing to do anything to further their own goals. They don’t care about civilian deaths, wars, global warming, any of it. There’s only one group fighting against them. THAT is who I work for.”

“Why only one good group?”

“Good tends to join forces, evil only cares about its own turf.”

“Sounds like Congress.”

She smirked in the affirmative. “There are people in the CIA withholding valuable intelligence…”

She talked on for about an hour. At the end of it, McCabe realized he was holding his breath. “I don’t see how that could work,” he said.

“It will,” she said. So believe me when I say, ‘this will hurt me too.'” He realized too late she’d freed herself from the cuffs. Her hand shot out like lightning and grabbed his head. The table rushed up suddenly.

***

Director Fulbert switched off the video. “That’s how most of it went,” he said. “Just you two staring at each other. Nothing about talking with eyes or secret societies. Most importantly, no matter what you think, you didn’t give her the codes. She hypnotized you I guess, but you didn’t give anything up. She knew them already, and that’s how she broke into the vault. She’s just good, kid.”

McCabe looked at the art print behind Fulbert and realized meeting Angie had twisted up his reality just like Escher did it. He wondered how much of what he remembered was fantasy and what was real. The secret Iranian nuclear reactor was right where she said it was. Days after that revelation, certain key CIA directors, “retired.” Still, he wanted to know, could she really read his eyes so easily? Were those feelings real?

There was one way to find out.

“I need some time off,” he said.

***

He found her waiting for him in a Marseilles park, tanned legs stretched across a blanket. “How’s the head?” she said, offering him a glass of wine.

“Better now,” he grinned.

He sipped the wine and sat beside her, recalling how much she set him aflame. Her hand reached out slowly this time, gentle fingers pulling him close. “You mentioned something about symphonies before. Let’s write some together.”
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Author’s Notes: MSS = Ministry of State Security: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ministry_of_State_Security_%28China%29
Bonus points to anyone who can guess the actress who inspired my character, Angie Sung.

Each week, an amazing group of authors join to write flash fiction for the Speakeasy writing challenge. This week, the story must begin with the sentence, “He taught me how to read people’s eyes.” An MC Escher work is the media prompt as well. Look here for some amazing prose in answer to the prompt: http://www.yeahwrite.me/speakeasy/fiction-challenge-166-open/

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About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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42 Responses to Writing Symphonies – The Speakeasy

  1. Lovely story. This too, could turn into a book. 🙂

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    • EagleAye says:

      Hehe. Kinda. Depends on perspective. She really is working for the good guys, but not for the bad guys posing as good guys. It’s complicated, I guess. 😉 Thanks for stopping in!

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  2. tedstrutz says:

    Hey… that was a good one!

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  3. Creative Brevity says:

    This is really good. Best one I’ve read so far.

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  4. saroful says:

    oooh. I just wanna know who doctored the footage.

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  5. Wow, an awesome work. A true masterpiece, indeed! 🙂

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  6. Silverleaf says:

    Ooh, I like the covert covertness! At first I thought the obvious; that she planted thoughts in his mind to throw him off so she could escape. Now I see there are more layers. Nice!

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    • EagleAye says:

      Yup. Layers within layers. She really could do what she said, but no one will ever believe McCabe. Luckily for McCabe, he had a certain chemistry going on with her, so he knows the truth, and will likely join her organization. Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts! 🙂

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  7. Bastet says:

    A wonderful spy story and so much more .. I enjoyed the read very much! 🙂

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  8. zeudytigre says:

    Enjoyed this. Lovely flow. I had no idea which direction you would take it but wanted to know – compelling read. Well done.

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    • EagleAye says:

      This could’ve moved in a lot of directions, I realize. Often times these stories begin and even I don’t know where they’re going. This one emerged full-fledged in my mind in it’s present form. I think it’s what the characters wanted all along. 😉 I’m happy it flowed nicely for you. I like hearing that. Thanks much for sharing your impressions! 🙂

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  9. Lyn says:

    Yup, just like a Sara-Lee apple strudel…layers upon layers upon layers. I think she’d make a great character in a book…maybe even both of them would 🙂

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    • EagleAye says:

      Yep. I hope it was a sweet as the strudel too. She’s an interesting one. Keep an eye out for her. She may show up again. 😉

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      • Lyn says:

        Now that’s something to look forward to. LOL maybe you could do an Angie/Chummy time travel crossover story 😀

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      • EagleAye says:

        Ha! That would be interesting. I’ll think about that one. Could be interesting.

        p.s. Any chance you recognized Stephanie Jacobsen?

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      • Lyn says:

        I thought I knew the face 🙂 Yeah, she’s been in some good stuff like Farscape and some not so good stuff like Smelnose Place and Revenge

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      • EagleAye says:

        Haha! I’ve never seen Melrose Place (I like your spelling better). I liked her in Battlestar Galactica: Blood and Chrome, and The Sarah Connor Chronicles. I hope she sticks with the scifi genre.

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  10. This was amazing!! I liked so many things about it. I loved the interrogation, the suspense, and the tension between them. Totally was not expecting that ending…it was exhilarating. One of your best stories yet. Really liked this one. You rocked it this week! ♥

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    • EagleAye says:

      Wow, such glowing comments. Thank you! I’m glad you felt the tension between them. For me, that was the highlight of the story, an interrogation that takes an unexpected turn. Thanks so much for the kind words. You’ve made my day! 🙂

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  11. jannatwrites says:

    Great story! I cracked up at her reading his inappropriate thoughts (well, inappropriate when interrogating a suspect)… I never expected he would meet up with her at the end!

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    • EagleAye says:

      Hehe. He ability to read eyes meant he was an open book to her. Luckily for him, his feelings were reciprocated. I’m glad I could catch you unaware. I like it when there’s an unexpected zinger at the end. Thanks so much for your thoughts! 🙂

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  12. Brian Benoit says:

    Really nicely done. The revelation that they’d been communicating wordlessly was well executed, and from your descriptions it’s easy to see how McCabe was so ensnared. Good ‘un!

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    • EagleAye says:

      Thank you! It’s good to know that the detail of how they truly communicated came through clearly. And yeah, I was hoping to make the reader see Angie’s beauty through his eyes. Thanks for the detailed critique and for stopping to comment. I appreciate it!

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  13. Suzanne says:

    Great twist on the spy vs. spy story! Love all the subtleties in their interaction – and the way she perks up when she talks about her teacher. And, of course, I love the ending! 🙂

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    • EagleAye says:

      Thanks for reading so carefully and picking up on those details. Their reactions to each other is the core of the story for me. So I like hearing it had an impact. Glad the ending worked too. Thanks kindly for sharing your impressions! 🙂

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  14. innatejames says:

    “Good tends to join forces, evil only cares about its own turf.” What a great observation! I was a little thrown at how fast he fell for her until I hit the end. I should have known to trust you! Also, I immediately cast Lucy Liu as Angie. Am I right?

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    • EagleAye says:

      Haha! I’m glad someone picked up on that one. I’m glad the attraction they felt was balanced and believable enough. For Angie, I was thinking of the Australian actress, Stephanie Jacobsen, though Lucy Liu would be terrific in that role too. Thanks for stopping in! 🙂

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  15. Meg says:

    I see George Clooney playing McCabe and maybe Jennifer Lopez as the woman, in a kind of role reversal in Out of Sight. There’s a lot of passion here that could get them both in trouble! Nice job.

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    • EagleAye says:

      Oh that’s an interesting casting idea. I could see that too. In my mind, McCabe is a bit like Clooney. I like that you sensed the passion between them, even though it might cause trouble for them. Probably more for McCabe than Sung. I’m glad you enjoyed it, and thanks for visiting! 🙂

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  16. EditMoi says:

    Oh, that Angie. She’s just good. 🙂 I love thinking about the line between fantasy and reality. I really liked this one, EagleAye!

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    • EagleAye says:

      Yup, she is. She knows how to get her man, and the codes too. The line between fantasy and reality is a fascinating place isn’t it? Seems Escher visited there often. I’m glad you enjoyed the story. Thanks much for stopping in!

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