Carson Fender is an agent with Agency.
That is the most I can get for a name for this super-secret branch of the American intelligence community. Not even a definite article as in "The Agency". Just "Agency" as in "I'm here from Agency" or "Agency wanted you to know", that sort of thing.
You would expect that a government department like this would be headquartered in the nation's capital or, failing that, one of the metropolitan centers like New York City or Los Angeles. Or someplace terrific to live with great beaches and such like Miami Beach or San Diego or Honolulu. Nope. Its in North Dakota. The small town of Minnow, to be exact. And it is a small town because it seems everyone knows everyone else which is a good thing if you need help with something but not so good when you get into trouble like Fender does on a regular basis because then everyone knows about it almost before you do.
But back to this being where Agency is. As Fender puts it (well, the guy writing the blurb on the first adventure): "There are places in the world where heroes are born. There are places where brave men and women fight a never-ending battle against evil in order to keep our country and all other countries safe. There are places where the fate of our planet is being decided, even at this very moment, the consequences of which will echo through history. None of these places is in North Dakota."
Except Fender (or that guy) is wrong and Fender is about to not only find that out, he is going to be asked to help. Yep! Carson Fender, seventh grader and notorious prankster! Bored stiff because "he's lived in North Dakota for his entire life, going to the same boring school every day, the same boring movie theater every week, the same boring state fair every year. Nothing ever changes, and nothing ever happens. That is, until today." That Fender.
Agent Zero, to you, fella.
Oh, to help him stay on track, there is also his best friend, Danielle, who will become Agent Atlas. With her around, he might have a chance.