xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxFarah
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCaliente
❥❥ I walked up to the door of my walk-in closet, taking a look around me before I felt for a button on one of the doors. I pressed it, and soon a little part of the door opened to let out a small microphone. "Please give your voice recognition code now." a robotic, female voice said to me, prompting me to go into the chorus of a song I loved.
"I keep on fallin' in and out...
Of love with you...
I never loved someone...
The way that I love you..."
Not that I had a voice like Alicia or anything...though my mom said I was getting close. I just used that song as my voice recognition code because it was always in my head; if I had to use anything, it may as well be something I couldn't stop thinking about.
"Access granted. Welcome, Caliente." the robotic voice said before the doors to my closet slid open. I smiled to myself for a moment before stepping into the closet, pushing past my clothes to get to the open elevator doors behind them. Caliente was simply my code name. My real name was Farah Martinez. In a way, though, it was good that I had a code name that was only used by the people I knew in this part of my life. It would be dangerous for too many people there to use my real name or for anyone on the outside to know my code name. I was a secret agent of the CIA, after all.
"I keep on fallin' in and out...
Of love with you...
I never loved someone...
The way that I love you..."
Not that I had a voice like Alicia or anything...though my mom said I was getting close. I just used that song as my voice recognition code because it was always in my head; if I had to use anything, it may as well be something I couldn't stop thinking about.
"Access granted. Welcome, Caliente." the robotic voice said before the doors to my closet slid open. I smiled to myself for a moment before stepping into the closet, pushing past my clothes to get to the open elevator doors behind them. Caliente was simply my code name. My real name was Farah Martinez. In a way, though, it was good that I had a code name that was only used by the people I knew in this part of my life. It would be dangerous for too many people there to use my real name or for anyone on the outside to know my code name. I was a secret agent of the CIA, after all.
xAnd I'm crazy, but you like it...
xxLoca, loca, loca...
xxxAnd you like that it ain't easy...
xxxxLoca, loca, loca...
xxxxxAnd I'm crazy, but you like it...
xxxxxxLoca, loca, loca...
xxxxxxxAnd I'm crazy, but you like it...