Addy had discovered quickly that when you worked for The Company your life held secrets... some your own and some that you had to die to defend.
She had barely been in this sector a month when she got the call from the London Company.

She had guessed that what happened, the break out wasn't an accident and that someone couldn't be trusted. It was clear to her that a few people couldn't be trusted any more and she started to worry about those who were meant to be in charge.
All on paper she was meant to be in New York hunting her own 'enhanced' escapee which had given her enough cover to work with her partner. She however had failed to return after she had received a call from her old boss in London, her excuse to Mrs Petrelli and her partner that she received information that needed a personal touch.

The truth was she was doing what she had been told... at no point was being a double agent mentioned but she read between the lines and knew her boss wanted dirt on Mrs. Petrelli.
Which was why she had found her self in some god forsaken area of New York following what was meant to be a bag and tag operation but was anything but.
They had all been told that under no uncertain terms that all the escapees were meant to be brought back alive, unless the agents following them felt threatened.

Addy glanced over her shoulder and resisted the urge to roll her eyes at having found herself in a dark alley once more. Turning her eyes back to the dark car she could just about make out the agent sitting inside, his partner had gone into a building a little while ago and had yet to leave.
She was under no illusion that these agents were meant to be bringing in these escapees alive, for the pure fact that none had been informed about this operation nor had reinforcement been called in to help haul the captives back.
Which gave her all the more reason to believe someone was hiding something, beside the fact that these were dangerous people it looked to her that someone higher up the food chain at the Company didn't want the truth about the break out found out.

Rubbing her hands together to generate some sort of warmth she was beginning to think this was all just another wild goose chase, there had been no movement from either the car nor the building.
But as though someone was actually listening to her there was a flash from the building window, unmistakably fire and she knew the wait was over.
Within seconds three men walked out of the building and headed down the street, on the opposite side from her. Withdrawing her own gun she clicked the safety off and sunk back in to the shadows.

But before they could get far enough away or notice her a blinding light filled the street and the roar of the car echoed off the dirty bricks of the building surrounding her.
Addy watched as the car tore after them, two made a break for it but a third simply stood there grinning, then jumping out of the way the street was lit up with a jet of fire. Addy turned her head to shield her eyes from the light when she looked back she saw the man laying in the middle of the road while the car took off after the two. Addy pulled her self from the shadows and waited until the sounds had faded a little before jogging over to the man.
A pistole shot had robbed him of his life by the time Addy bent beside him. Taking a deep breath she pulled her phone from her pocket and listened to the sounds of the continuing fight, turning away from the dead man she hit the speed dial button and waited for a click that meant to had made a connection.

"Sir... we have one confirmed kill, you guesses were right" Addy declared before clicking the safety back on her gun and jamming it in to her pocket. Strolling to wards where the action seemed to be taking place she kept the phone glued to her ear.

"No sir Mrs. Petrelli made no record of this operation, I'm in pursuit of the two escapee and the agent" Addy confirmed suddenly finding herself on a brighten street where the car was still burning hot.
Holding back she watched as the man slumped on to a bench grabbing what seemed to be a beer bottle.
"I understand sir... what do you want me to do" Addy asked listening intently to both her boss and the sirens closing in on them.
"Understood sir" Addy declared before she hanged up, putting her phone away she grabbed her ID for the company and prepared her cover story.

"I hope you had fun because hell is going to break loose now" Addy called out as she walked over to the agent sitting on the bench, not even bothering to glance at the dead bodies nor burning car.
"Better have your cover story ready because the clean up crew won't be here for ten minutes" Addy stated coldly her accent crisp as the night air. She repressed the notion she was acting just like her father.