I hope I'm not bothering you too much with this message. I got your contact information through my father, Chris Argent, a weapons specialist.
My name is Allison Argent and I'm a high school junior in Beacon Hills, California. I'm really interested in a career with the FBI. Would you be opposed to me asking you some questions? I understand you have a busy schedule, but I would be very grateful for whatever thoughts and information you can provide.
First, let me say that there is nothing in this world quite like the eager curiosity of the younger generation. If I may be to-the-point, I would be absolutely honored to answer any questions that you might have, provided you understand that I can't disclose any specific case details according to Bureau protocol. Hopefully I can be of some assistance!
In spite of my obvious curiosity, I completely understand FBI rules and regulations regarding the nitty gritty details of cases! To start, what inspired you to join the force in the first place? For me, it's become a policy of mine to protect people who can't protect themselves - it's part of my family's honor code now, actually.
With that respect in mind, if I may say so, I think you're already off to an excellent start! A good sense of honor, right and wrong, and a strong moral code (confidentiality included!) are essential to being successful in the field.
I'd had my eye on the Bureau ever since I was a boy. That was when I was lucky enough to travel to the Capitol for a tour of the FBI headquarters there. Admittedly, I lost my way as I grew older, but true callings always manage to pull you back in. I wound up being recruited right out of college, and I've been here ever since.
I hope I can be all of those qualities. I hit a rough patch myself recently but that has a lot to do with family issues. You probably understand the complications that arise when it comes to patching things up after making kind of a mess.
I have to admit, though, that I'm jealous of people who seem to have their lives figures out and know exactly which path to take. I can't tell you how many hobbies I've picked up and dropped over the years. Archery seems to be one of the few things that sticks. That wouldn't help me in the long run when it comes to the Bureau, would it?
Believe me when I say that I understand it better than anyone. Being able to move past and take responsibility for what you've done is one of the biggest strengths you can develop, and an integral part of growing up, and it sounds like you've still got plenty of time to do that.
Whatever it is you like to do in your free time is something that can be used to help, I guarantee it! If you can drum up a certain kind of energy to help you with archery, you can channel it into your work with just a little bit of practice. Everyone goes through a series of phases; what you're talking about is perfectly normal.
Remind me to tell you sometime about my attempt to join the circus. ☺
- Dale Cooper
[ yes. yes he did draw the smiley face. fight him. ]
I'm very diligent and work-focused. Of course, helping my friends and family out takes a toll on my grades so it's really a matter of keeping all the plates spinning. I'm at least lucky enough to already have a wide knowledge of various weaponry, but that has all to do with my family's line of work. Never too young to educate the next generation, I guess.
Now I'm curious about your circus attempt! How did you get to there from wanting to be an agent?
Not at all. It's become very bizarre and is lacking in apple pie. I think the Bureau has picked up on its strangeness, actually. My ex-boyfriend's father is Agent Rafael McCall. He's in town.
Never met him, unfortunately - must be from the San Francisco branch. Pretty far distance from Philadelphia! But I can guarantee that you're in good hands - and that's not to belittle the work you and your father have already done. At the same time, sounds to me like you fine people are all in a decent amount of trouble.
Must be! I thought I would offer his name anyway, just in case.
I think this town is a magnet for trouble. It seems to come and go, but now it's here full force. It's a little more than meddling teenagers getting caught up in the mess, too. The police force here does what it can - we sometimes work with the local sheriff, who's a father of one of my friends. Opening the lines of communication help a lot. It's never easy when you have to dance around a subject.
Opening communication typically means that the music stops and there's nothing to dance around. Do you agree?
Now, as I said before, I live my life by a code of my own on top of that which the Bureau requires - and that includes confidentiality. If you can't tell me, I understand. It still sounds to me like you might be in some kind of danger.
I've thought about it a lot, telling you about what's happening. My problem is that I'm worrying about whether you'll think I'm pulling your leg here. It's not right to keep this information contained to a small group of people, especially when others are in danger, but the fact is that the whole thing sounds ridiculous when you sit down to talk about it.
No one really believes teenagers. I'm lucky to have a few adults who do now, though. I think you're a guy I can trust, though.
Given my own personal circumstances and beliefs, discounting the words of others based on nothing more than their age would be both a contradiction and a mistake that I can't afford to make. I'd like to take a moment to assure you that you can trust me, by all means, and that if people are in danger, no one would begrudge you for letting people know. Least of all me.
Because that's my family business, hunting them. Or, well, it was until I fell in love with one. There are good wolves here, among the bad ones, but that rule applies to all humans too. The good ones, my ex included, are why I changed the hunter's code. Our main credence was previously: "Nous chassons ceux qui nous chassent." We hunt those who hunt us. I've made an addition recently: "Nous chassons ceux qui nous chassent." We protect those who cannot protect themselves.
To save our parents, three of us made a major sacrifice that has potentially made us a target for future attacks. The major death toll here has obviously attracted Federal attention.
I realize how bizarre this all reads on paper. I can assure you that this is very serious.
I have a certain image that I can't get out of my head. Ever seen The Wolfman? Put a full moon in the sky and something terrible happens. Are we on the same page?
I know how it looks. I have it right in front of me. But to invalidate the experiences of others is to cast out the world at large, and that's something I can't abide by. If you need help, all you have to do is ask.
You're exactly right. There are many variations to the change, so whatever you're seen or read about probably exists in the world.
I really appreciate you listening to me and I can't stress that enough. This was supposed to be an exchange about my future, but I guess you can't talk about the future without considering the present.
I hope we can talk in person one of these days. I'd really like to meet you.
Just remember that it's our choices today that will make us into who we'll be tomorrow. As it stands now, if I have your permission, I'd like to take a look at just what's happening out there in Beacon Hills. I'll have to report it to the Bureau, of course, but it sounds to me like they already have something regarding it on file.
Knowing when to ask for assistance and swallow your pride is another key to becoming a responsible adult. In my personal opinion, you've made the right decision.
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I hope I'm not bothering you too much with this message. I got your contact information through my father, Chris Argent, a weapons specialist.
My name is Allison Argent and I'm a high school junior in Beacon Hills, California. I'm really interested in a career with the FBI. Would you be opposed to me asking you some questions? I understand you have a busy schedule, but I would be very grateful for whatever thoughts and information you can provide.
Thank you.
Sincerely,
Allison Argent.
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