A bit of fun (I hope!)
The op at the ministers house finished up successfully – bad guys in custody, nobody hurt. They’d decided to walk around the grounds before heading back to headquarters to write their reports and then take two days leave. It was a beautiful autumn day. Doyle basked in the warm breeze as it tousled his hair. The air held just a bite of the coolness the season would soon bring. Trees proudly displayed their reds and oranges, yellows and golds. The ground was blanketed with leaves that had dropped from swaying branches and danced in the wind until they settled along the trail. The skittering of dried leaves chased the agent’s footsteps as they walked along the path.
( Read more if you dare... )