Louise nearly slammed herself on the door, holding the phone, and already out of breath. She came out of her house without eating breakfast, and so, she dropped by to the café of her choice and ordered a bulk of bread. Louise never expected to have a call this early.
"What is it now?" Louise snorted.
"We have located the active time chip of Zella Albert, somewhere inside the Calvorite, but the coordinates aren't clear, it must be rigged."
Louise widened her eyes. She looked around, and saw nothing suspicious. Louise turned to the table where she was, and the woman who temporarily guarded her bag. She creased her forehead, reminisced the cheekbone, and the form of her lips. Louise knew it's impossible to be Zella, since it was far away from the visual she saw from the pictures.
