The Adventures of Jane Bondservant (Reboot) #1

The name is Bondservant. Jane Bondservant.But don't look for me in the phone book.My current cover name is Smythe. Jane Smythe.By day, I'm a librarian at Parma Heights Christian Academy.By night … well, honestly, right now there isn't much going on at night, either. Which can be a good thing. Sometimes this secret agent business can be exhausting!I really think my boss, O, gave me the librarian assignment to justify a paid vacation. You know how it is with budget cuts. We might work for the Kingdom, but we have to make do with what we can get after the local political regime gets its hands on our resources.
* le sigh*
Let's continue with the introductions before I totally depress myself into needing a chocolate fix.* Marital status -- single, and while I don't exactly love it, it's a lot better than the alternative.* Superior -- O (because face it, M is in England, and it's too long of a commute to report every week)* Support -- S, because Q is too busy keeping a Brosnan-wannabe out of trouble* Nemeses -- Dr. Jose Noway and Silverfist (not as expensive, but a lot heavier than Goldfinger), and Dr. B.L. Zebob, who runs Zebob Industries.* Mission -- Hey, folks, as soon as I know, I'll tell you!
Sometimes I feel like my life is one of those first-grade readers. And not just because most of my customers these days ARE the first grade readers.  See Jane.See Jane work.Jane is at the copy machine.See the piles, and piles, and piles of papers the teachers want copied and collated and stapled.(Oh, yeah, because of a tight budget at the school, I also help out a LOT with the office chores)See Jane fight not to kick over the piles, and piles, and piles of papers -- and maybe some of the teachers.
Have you ever felt trapped in a place and among people who don't know the real you? The you capable of great and wonderful things?Imagine how much worse it is when you KNOW you can do great and wonderful things ... but you're not allowed to tell anyone.
That's the problem with a secret identity, plain Jane Smythe, a mask for Agent 777. Moving through the shadowy world of academia and suburbia, searching for opportunities to help the downtrodden, the ignored ... the kids who came to school without tissues or lunch money and the teachers who waited until Sunday night before they put together their lesson plans and handouts and pop quizzes for the week. 
Now that you have an idea of my current status ... let the games begin!