"So Aaron, you seem to have gotten careless?"
Aaron lowered his head in shame.
"Tell me what you know about that boy," the leader said.
"Has he caught your interest sir?" Aaron looked surprised. He continued on to report, "Lucas Phillips, 14 years of age. Adopted by Emma Phillips nine years ago, but his identity remained hidden until recently. Publicly announced to have joined military training, hence his absense for so many years, however the reliability is uncertain for now. Not much is known about him at this point."
The leader contemplated in his head. "What about his records from our organisation?"
"He joined two weeks ago, a week before his public appearance. He applied to be a 'collector'. His role was to get ID cards and blood samples for the organisation, in exchange he would get paid money depending on the class of the person he stole- cough cough- I mean collected from."
"What about his original family?"
"I'll need time to track that down sir, but I'll notify you as soon as I find information on it."
***
Knock knock.
"Enter." The leader looked up expectantly. "So have you found anything?"
Aaron took out a piece of paper and handed it over.
The leader read over it. "So he was sent over to the child centre at birth with his sister who was older. That's strange, how come his sister wasn't sent there at birth? And their previous family history is completely blank."
"Yes sir, it was strange that the Phillip family would adopt a child with unknown family history. But that was all there was on our server."
"What happened to his sister?"
"She got adopted as soon as she arrived at the centre by the Clarks. It is unclear whether the Phillips adopted Lucas on purpose knowing that the Clarks adopted his sibling."
"This seems more complicated than i imagined. I'll also interrogate him more on his military training the next time I call him over."
***
Fire. It burns everything in its way. It feels so hot and the smoke is suffocating. Mum... Dad... where are you...
Beep beep! Beep beep!
Belinda jolted awake. She looked over at her alarm clock. 6:30 am. She had forgotten to turn her alarm off for Sunday.
***
Exiting her go to cafe, Belinda heard commotion around the corner. People stopped what they were doing and looked at the man shouting while chasing another male down the street.
"Someone help me chase that guy! He's from ANGEL and tried to steal my ID!"
Everyone's mind went blank when they heard ANGEL, and scurried along not wanting to get caught up in the trouble coming ahead.
Military sirens could be heard approaching the street.
Belinda was about to turn away and head home, when the guy bumped into her. "What are you—"
In that brief moment, the guy whispered "Hey please take this for me" and slid the ID into her pocket, before running away.
She stood there in shock unable to register what happened.