Sherice from Ice is being interviewed for another blog. I thought it would be fun to do the same for Darcie. So here it goes.
Interviewer: Why did you decide to join the CIA?
Darcie: I wanted to do something for my adopted country. Yes, I know it sounds hokey, but that's the truth.
Interviewer: Adopted, yes, you were born and lived in England until you were twelve. What was that like?
Darcie: I was a kid. I didn't give it much thought. That's just the way things were. Not all that different than the States. I remember being really ticked when we up and moved. I had just discovered boys and one I liked had just noticed me. But junior high and high school were cool here. I'm glad we came.
Interviewer: Tell us about the first meeting with Morgan Garrett.
Darcie: He was a senior agent and so bloody full of himself. Didn't want a partner, not a kid for sure, not a woman and definitely not a up-tight English broad. He made that quite clear. My first day he left a bib and a pacifier on my desk. That changed when we sparred and i flipped him over my head. He landed flat on his back. Knocked the air right out of him. It's the only time I'd ever seen him speechless.
Interviewer: But your feeling for each other changed.
Darcie: Yes, we fell in love.
Interviewer: Then the boozing started.
Darcie: Morgan had good reason, but he was on a suicide mission and I loved him too much to stick around and wait for him to be successful, so I left, him and the CIA.
Interviewer: You returned to Santa Maria, CA?
Darcie: Yes my folks were still here. I became a detective with the SMPD. I've been here for a few years now. Bought a house, adopted a basset hound, Becky. I'm doing well.
Interviewer: But this morning things changed, didn't they?
Darcie: Yes they bloody did.
Interviewer: What happened.
Darcie: Morgan's in Santa Maria. Drunk on his arse of course. We haven't seen each other in seven years, and that's the way I'd prefer it.
Interviewer: So now what?
Darcie: I do my job and if we run into each other, I'm civil. That's it. It's over between us.
Interviewer: Well thank you for taking time to speak with us. Maybe we can talk more later?
Darcie: Sure. Just give me a call.
Interviewer: Why did you decide to join the CIA?
Darcie: I wanted to do something for my adopted country. Yes, I know it sounds hokey, but that's the truth.
Interviewer: Adopted, yes, you were born and lived in England until you were twelve. What was that like?
Darcie: I was a kid. I didn't give it much thought. That's just the way things were. Not all that different than the States. I remember being really ticked when we up and moved. I had just discovered boys and one I liked had just noticed me. But junior high and high school were cool here. I'm glad we came.
Interviewer: Tell us about the first meeting with Morgan Garrett.
Darcie: He was a senior agent and so bloody full of himself. Didn't want a partner, not a kid for sure, not a woman and definitely not a up-tight English broad. He made that quite clear. My first day he left a bib and a pacifier on my desk. That changed when we sparred and i flipped him over my head. He landed flat on his back. Knocked the air right out of him. It's the only time I'd ever seen him speechless.
Interviewer: But your feeling for each other changed.
Darcie: Yes, we fell in love.
Interviewer: Then the boozing started.
Darcie: Morgan had good reason, but he was on a suicide mission and I loved him too much to stick around and wait for him to be successful, so I left, him and the CIA.
Interviewer: You returned to Santa Maria, CA?
Darcie: Yes my folks were still here. I became a detective with the SMPD. I've been here for a few years now. Bought a house, adopted a basset hound, Becky. I'm doing well.
Interviewer: But this morning things changed, didn't they?
Darcie: Yes they bloody did.
Interviewer: What happened.
Darcie: Morgan's in Santa Maria. Drunk on his arse of course. We haven't seen each other in seven years, and that's the way I'd prefer it.
Interviewer: So now what?
Darcie: I do my job and if we run into each other, I'm civil. That's it. It's over between us.
Interviewer: Well thank you for taking time to speak with us. Maybe we can talk more later?
Darcie: Sure. Just give me a call.
