[In the investigation room where Agent 47 is]
Agent 47: Did you get the trace?
Agent 96: Yeah, we got the trace for both of them.
Agent 47: Alright, let's move then.
Agent 96: Which one though? Whitehat or Lia?
Agent 47 looks at the map for a couple of seconds and then says,
Agent 47: Lia's. Whitehat is at Amila's safe house, and I don't think they are stupid enough to bring her to her own safe house.
[Cut to Lia walking out of the safe house where Amila is and calling Whitehat]
Lia: Whitehat.
Whitehat: Yeah, what's up?
Lia: Something is off about the calls from HQ.
Whitehat: Yeah... but I don't want to risk it.
Lia: Yeah, I guess. But they never called me from that number before. I wonder why now?
Whitehat: Wait, they never called me from that number either. Did they tell you anything... weird or something they shouldn't know?
Lia: No, not really...
Lia gets in her car and starts driving away. As she passes a black van speeding towards her house, realization hits her like a ton of bricks.
Lia: FUCK, get here NOW!
Whitehat: What?!? What happened?
Lia starts turning back towards her safe house, her heart racing.
Lia: They told me to bring you with me.
Whitehat: And?
Lia: I never told them I'm with you, and I just saw a black van heading towards my...
Suddenly, another black van collides with Lia's car, causing it to flip. Her head starts spinning, and a loud ringing fills her ears. She tries to get up, and through the haze, she sees Agent 47 with Amila, getting into a van. Lia attempts to follow them on foot, but the pain from the car crash overwhelms her. Despite the agony, she manages to focus and memorize the license plate on the van. Perhaps, just maybe, she could use it to track down Agent 47.
Then, everything goes black as she loses consciousness.
[Year 2027 - FBI interrogation room]
Glitch laughs mockingly at the young FBI agent named Mia.
Glitch (mockingly): Oh, you're so funny... HAHAHAHAH, I can't stop...
Mia looks at glitch with a mix of skepticism and determination.
Mia: Really? You think I'm that far off the truth?
Glitch: More than you could ever think. Everything you been told about me is wrong. You're being lied to. I'm the innocent one here.
Mia (sarcastically): Wow, first time I hear that from the number 1 most wanted on the FBI list
Glitch: Let me tell you something, kiddo. In about 5 minutes, you're gonna get orders to release me to some "CIA" agents, so they can take me to some black site. But the people who will come here won't take me to any black site.
Mia (mockingly): Wow, really? So you're innocent, AND you can predict the future?
Glitch: Okay, kiddo, let me give you three options of what could happen here. Option 1: My old agency comes after me, and I'll be locked up in the icebox for the rest of my life. Option 2: "They" come after me, and I'll be found dead in some ditch, and the CIA will claim that the convoy was under attack. Either way, you don't get to know why a supposedly dead guy becomes the most wanted man in what? Three years?
Mia: And option 3?
Glitch: You let me go, and I'll contact you in the morning.
Mia: You really think i would do that? why?
Glitch: Cause your 5-minute timer has now been reduced to 1 minute.
Mia, realizing she can't fully trust Glitch, is caught off guard.
Suddenly, Mia's boss enters the room and announces loudly,
Mia's Boss: The CIA is here to take him to a black site.
Mia is surprised that Glitch seemed to know exactly what would transpire.
Mia's boss addresses her,
Mia's Boss: Can you hand him over to them? They're waiting outside.
Mia's boss exits the room and retreats into his office.
Glitch locks eyes with Mia and smirks,
Glitch: Told ya.
[Back to 2024]
Lia is starting to wake up in a hospital room, her head still spinning from the car crash. Beside her, Whitehat sits, concern etched across his face.
Whitehat: Are you okay?
Lia: I'm as okay as I can be after being hit by a van.
Whitehat: So, Amila?
Lia's expression turns grim.
Lia: Gone, probably out of the country by now.
Whitehat: What's our next move?
Lia's gaze sharpens as she recalls a crucial detail.
Lia: I remember the license plate of the van they used.
Whitehat's eyes light up with a glimmer of hope.
Whitehat: If they traced the call...
Lia's voice trails off, her frustration evident.
Lia: Yeah, well, there was nothing we could have done.
Whitehat nods, acknowledging the harsh reality.
Whitehat: I guess not.
Their conversation is interrupted by the sudden entrance of a nurse into the room. The nurse's expression changes to one of shock as soon as she sees Lia's face, and she lets out a scream before quickly fleeing the room.
Lia is bewildered by the nurse's reaction.
Lia: What the hell just happened?
Whitehat's brow furrows in confusion.
Whitehat: I'm... not sure...
Whitehat's phone buzzes with a notification, breaking the tense atmosphere.
Whitehat: Uh, Lia?
Lia's incredulous expression deepened into one of utter shock as Whitehat extended his phone toward her, revealing the alarming truth. The screen displayed her name boldly, accompanied by the chilling designation of being the number one most wanted individual On the fbi most wanted.
Lia: WHAT THE FUCK?!?