Let's run this as a #truestory shall we?
Agent 411, sharp as a blade,
An Austrian spy in the shadows she stayed.
A triangle formed with a partner so sly,
Agent X with secrets he won’t deny.
But beware, oh Putin, the game’s been set,
A cunning henchman plays Russian roulette.
Under an alias, he crept through their ranks,
But 411’s wit won’t fall for his pranks.
Her independence is fire, her mission is clear,
The Kremlin should shudder, the end draws near.
For when 411 moves, the world takes a pause—
A reckoning comes for your reckless cause.