Sam was at his desk when he heard Kyle calling. Seeing the serious expression on his face, he took his notepad and headed over.

Xing Han, all curious - and slightly jealous as well that Kyle called for Sam but not him. So he came bouncing over without any shame.

Kyle smiled at that and didn't mind Xing Han being around. If he had wanted to keep it a secret, he would have gone to talk to Sam privately rather than calling out to him.

"Turns out some hot-shot director saw my picture and wants me in his movie," Kyle explained when they reached, "So I'll need you to act as my PA then, Sam."

"OMIGOSH! Really, Kyle? Really really?!" Xing Han was excited, "I'll watch that movie 100 times for support!!"

"Please, I'm only meeting the director later. Nothing is determined yet," Kyle said.

"Oh, pffft," Xing Han said, waving his hand, "We all know that's only a technicality. You'll be in, no problem. Who is the director?"

"I don't know," Kyle admitted, "I wasn't told but will find out later, I suppose."

"Hah. Only go for it if it's a famous director. We can't have your star be marred by a substandard director and a low-budget movie," Xing Han insisted, his face serous.

"I know, you're my #1 die-hard fan," Kyle said with a smile.

"Yes, and don't you forget it!" Xing Han said, "Oh dear. I need to go make some placards now. And banners and ..."

Kyle grabbed Xing Han's hands and looked at him straight in the eye, "Don't go overboard, Xing Han. Please. No placards or banners."

Xing Han pouted, pulled his hand away then huffed, "Fine. No placards or banners." He turned away, stomping back to his table then thought with a sly smile.

'But he didn't say no to Kyle T-shirts, bandana or underwear!' Xing Han thought to himself, 'Wait. Would an underwear be too much? Hmmm ... maybe having Kyle's face right at the crotch or on the butt cheeks would be bit too much. Maybe just the name 'Kyle' on the waistband?'

Xing Han rubbed his hands together in glee as he sat down and started doing research at his computer. He had SO many things to make and do.

Kyle watched Xing Han go quietly and thought that that wasn't the end of the matter but couldn't figure out what was going on in Xing Han's mind.

He shrugged and said to Sam softly, "As I was saying, you'll be my PA then. I'll get Agent Oreo to stand in as my manager since I'm still underage."

Sam and Kay nodded.

"I'll go find out what you'll need as an actor," Sam said, heading back to his desk.

"And I'll go send the order to Agent Oreo," Kay said, going back to her desk, "What about Mum, though?"

"I'll handle her, once we have the deal set," Kyle said, "You handle Dad so that he'll back me up."

Kay gave the OK sign.

Kyle leaned back and put back his filter glasses, staring at the computer. Mansion BMX, huh? What secrets do you hold?

✿✿ School Gates ✿✿

Agent Oreo certainly put on an imposing figure. He was dressed in his typical black suit, sporting a dark pair of sunglasses and his hair was slicked back. When he first received the orders from K, he thought to himself, 'Ah. Babysitting duties again?'

This time, it was worse. He had to pretend to be this kid's manager and negotiate a contract.

However, as K explained further the mission, his apprehension about it flew away and he felt a bit ashamed of his earlier thoughts. Turns out that this Kyle was going on a mission to infiltrate Mansion BMX. The owner of the mansion was reputed to be a kingpin but there was no concrete evidence on him.

Thus, Kyle had to go undercover as an actor and assimilate himself into the movie crew. Gather the necessary information to give to the leaders of MIB. It was an important mission and to make up for his earlier thoughts, Agent Oreo took on his role more seriously than ever.

It's not to say that he would have played around or not do his job seriously. He was much more professional than that. However, now his heart was in it, coupled with the guilt of having any disdainful thoughts, he wanted to do an even better job. As such, he had studied the duties of an idol manager seriously.

It was hot in the suit, though.

His face brightened up a little bit when he saw the two kids appearing. Kyle, who was the active agent and main leader of the mission and Sam, the latest sleeper agent. Agent Oreo was impressed with the depth of networking and planning that MIB leaders had done, so far as to recruit a normal school student to act as Kyle's cover.

"This is Agent Oreo," Kyle introduced to Sam, "Though he's going by the name Dan for now."

"Pleased to meet you," Sam said, shaking Agent Oreo's hand.

"Likewise," Agent Oreo answered, then asked Kyle, "Is there any particular instructions you have for me?"

"Essentially, so long as you secure the deal without too much loss to me, then it's fine. Remember my identity as the Smith heir, so it isn't really cash that would be of interest for me - but it doesn't mean I'd work for peanuts," Kyle said.

"Got it," Agent Oreo answered.

Just then, the car that was sent to pick them up came so they entered and headed towards the meeting place, Mansion BMX.

As they entered through the gates, both Kyle and Agent Oreo noted the security detail of the place. It was just as the preliminary reports showed.

First level entry - security guards would check the identity of the people entering. They would double check with the list in their hand and call the main house to inform them of their arrival. A security camera captured the image of the car, and all the occupants in it.

Once they received the all-clear from the main house, the security guards opened the gates and allowed them through with a slight warning, "Only in the area you are sent to. You are not allowed to wander anywhere else."

After passing through the gate, the car brought the towards the house. Several armed guards could be seen patrolling the area. The weapons were concealed, of course, but did not escape the eyes of Kyle and Agent Oreo. The bulge in various parts of the body showed too much.

Kyle scoffed at that. What is the point of a concealed weapon if it can be seen from the outside?

Sam's own personalised weapon was so slim and compact that he could strap it onto his thigh and it still wouldn't show. Even if he had strapped it onto his inner thigh, it wouldn't affect his walk. Two versions had been made: one from a special lightweight material and another was similar to ceramic so that it wouldn't set off the metal detectors.

Sam didn't bring his gun, however, as it was too risky. If he was caught with it, the questions that would follow would be too difficult to explain. This did not mean that they weren't armed.

Ceramic knives and hidden blades were still the best for infiltration. Sam's knife was just meant for self-protection and was hidden in the soles of his shoes. His training had been hand-to-hand combat, known as Krav Maga.

Its origin and purpose were perfect for Sam as one, it was created precisely for the purpose of self-defence whereby one is taught to go for the vulnerable parts of an attacker. Eye gouging, foot stomps, and kicks to the groin are just part of the techniques that he had learnt.

Two, weapons training is part of Krav Maga whereby one learns how to use anything in your environment as a weapon and how to defend against other weapons such as knives and guns. The combat sports was perfect for fighting on the street. In addition, Zero added in knife movements, thus making Sam able to kill or incapacitate if necessary.

Kyle never meant to use Sam as an assassin, or someone that would be active in the fields. Instead, his focus was mainly to ensure that Sam had the skills to protect himself and his loved ones. It did not mean that Kyle would not use Sam in missions - such as this one. If Sam did not have the skills of self-defence, Kyle would never have brought Sam along for this mission.

It was too risky.

They were all silent as the driver brought them to another section of the area. They were not brought to the main house, but to a compound that was several feet away from the main house. There, Kyle could see that several people were already gathered around.

"Just who is this mysterious director that Mark wanted us to meet?" Sam asked.

Kyle had already done the research. Kay had accessed the CCTV around Mall T and found that there was this lone figure that entered Studio X. He was wearing a cap low over his head and sunglasses. Although he did try to disguise himself, he wasn't an expert.

Kay easily found out who it was.

So, Kyle had a pretty good idea about what sort of movie that Mark had hinted at. If Kyle's suspicions were right, then it certainly would be a big deal. The car slowed down and finally stopped. As the three of them got out, all eyes turned towards them.

Kyle was the last to get out and the one that garnered the most attention. He certainly did strike an imposing figure with his long legs in black slim jeans and his muscular body neatly shown through the slim white shirt.

"You're here!" Mark said excitedly, as Kyle walked over.

"Yes," Kyle said as he looked at the man next to Mark, "Hi. I'm Kyle Smith. I believe you wanted to see me, Mr. Stahelski?"