MITCHS POV
The plane ride from Virginia to Turkey felt like a life time. We spent almost a whole day just sitting in a plane. Thank god we arrived at the airport, if this plane didn't touch the ground sooner or later I was going to have to jump.

The seatbelt lights turned off, signaling that everyone can get up from their seats and grab their bags. I instantly got up and opened the compartment door, pulling out my duffel bag. Samantha slid out from her seat and pulled out her bag, Victor doing the same.

Samantha, Victor, and I walked out of the plane and headed through the Istanbul airport, to where we met Stan waiting for us. Hurley directed us to car, "You know what you gotta do here?" he asked Victor and I. "No sir" I replied "Correct,you don't. Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut and follow our orders."

We walked up to the trunk of the car and set our bags down. Standing at the drivers side of the car was a girl. "Merhaba" (Hello in Turkish) she greeted. We greeted her back and piled into the car,Sam and I in the far back,Hurley and Adams in front of us,and the girl and another escort in the front seats .

SAMANTHAS POV
As our escort drove us through the streets of Turkey, my father passed back a file to Mitch and I. "Sharif, a realestate mogul slash arms dealer. He's like Santa Claus for terrorist." "Scumbag" I reply under my breath while looking through the file of Sharif.

"Spare me your junior-year-abroad moral opinion,okay Sam."  "Not really an opinion though, is it dad?" Stan sighed at my smartass remarks, he hates it, with a passion, when I talk about our targets.

"It's not a crusade. The mission is practical. Don't let it get" "Personal?" Mitch asked, cutting of my dads sentence. I looked at him,knowing what he was thinking about. "Exactly." "Yes sir" Rapp replied. "So,who's with who?" I questioned. "Rapp,you and Annika are eyes on." my dad pointed to the girl in the passengers seat.

"Sharif has a routine, let's see if anything breaks it." Annika replies, I could already sense that i'm not gonna like this her. "Victor,you're with me." My dad said. "Um,hello? Aren't you forgetting about someone?" "You're right Samantha...you're staying in the car." "What?" My eyes widened, "What he hell am I supposed to do in the car?" "Stay safe. Now let's go."

Everyone got out of the car at my fathers command. I tried following after Mitch but my father quickly slammed the door shut, and locked it. "Stay here." his muffled voice said sternly, pointing at me.

MITCH'S POV
Hurley locked his daughter in the car and walked away. I watched as Samantha sat back in the seat, not even attempting to unlock the door, before following Stan and the others.

"We got 48 hours, quick, clean, no footprint. This towns ready to blow as it is." Stan told us as he stopped in the middle of a shopping center. "Sir?Question." Victor spoke up. "Go ahead." "Why would you leave, one of the strongest girls I know, in a car on a mission, when clearly she knows how to prosecute somebody." Stan scoffed, walking right up to Adams and looking down at him. "Don't question what I do on missions, especially you Adams," he looked up at Annika and I "let's go."

Annika led us to a bench that was placed around a fountain. She informed me that Sharif was supposed to show up at the building across the street from us.  Sharif arrived a few minutes later, getting out of his car to talk to his assistant.

They argued about something before Sharif got back in the chauffeur's car and his assistant began to walk away, coming towards us. I took this as my opportunity to get information from the scene. Standing up, I started to walk towards the assistant.

"Where the hell are you going?" Annika asked me. I ignore her and kept walking. Purposefully, I bumped into him, slyly slipping his phone out of his pocket and putting it into mine.

"Affedersiniz" (excuse me in turkish) I said as he looked at me pissed off. I went back to minding my own business as I turned back to meet up with Annika, trying to avoid running into the assistant again.

"That was stupid." "Yeah, but look what I got." I held up the phone in between our faces. She quickly realized what it was and pushed my hand down into my phone. "We need to tell Stan...let's go."

Following her, we contacted Stan to meet us back at the car.

AT THE SAFE HOUSE
"That was fucking reckless Rapp." Stan said angrily to me, I hadn't informed him about the phone until we arrived at the safe house. "I took the initiative sir." "He could've been made." Victor walked in, taking a few things out of his bag and placing them on the table. "Well I wasn't." "Guys, cool it. He did the same thing I would've done if I wasn't fucking locked in a car." Samantha interrupted as she looked through the information on the phone, emphasizing the end of her sentence.

"Are you still mad about that?" "Yeah I am dad, and you exactly know why I am." "Stop acting like a kid."  Stan sighed out, clearly frustrated with his daughter.

I leaned down to Samantha's ear, whispering "Don't listen to your father." "Trust me, I try not to" she whispered back, "Here we go,11 am tomorrow. A meeting at a restaurant on Akbiyik Street." "That's right before Sharif goes to see his mistress." I said looking at the information across the computer screen.

"That breaks his pattern." The Samantha replied back. "I'll tell you what breaks his patter,when that fucking assistant tells his boss he lost his god damn phone." Adams yelled out, while opening and closing a pocket knife. How can Sam like this guy? He's a total dickhead.

"He won't,he's too scared of Sharif to let him know he screwed up." Annika replied to him. "Alright,we go tomorrow." Stan spoke up. "What the mission sir?" "Eliminate the Target,eliminate the recipient,obtain the package." "And what's the package?" I questioned. "We'll know when we see it." I nodded.

"You're lead,you're backup." Stan pointed to me and Victor.  Really? Backup? Does he seriously think Victor can take lead?

I cleared my throat. "Why doesn't Samantha take lead?" Stan turned to look at me, he raised his eyebrows at me like I was crazy. "You think I'm going to let my daughter get hurt out there?" He started to walk towards me, coming to confront me about my idea. Sam stood up from her seat coming in between me and Stan. "Dad, back off."

After a few minutes of Stan intensely staring at me, Annika spoke up. "We'll be across the street." She turned to me "We get to play lovers." She smiled.

I nodded and noticed Samantha, dramatically, rolling her eyes. Who knew what at, but my guess was at Annika. They haven't really be friendly towards each other all day.