I took a deep breath and waiting for my therapist continue to her words. "So... the culprit pushed your best friend in front of your eyes?"
I'm nodding my head. "I-I just..."
"It's alright, Ms. Turner. You've been through a lot of pain inside you, know..." she put her note on the coffee table. "Let's we take a break for 10 minutes, okay? You look exhausted." She gets up and walked to the pantry.
[Hacking device...]
I support my chin and rubbed my face roughly. "Do you know... Mrs. Cambridge? I heard she became a new candidate for next year election." She tries to open an conversation with me.
I attached my silencer to my gun and shot her head twice. I'm starting to cleaning the mess and took a deep breath as I'm looking at the picture behind her chair. That's Linda and her.
Flashback on
Cherry sits on the couch, crossed her leg, and smirked. "You... are a good agent, Alexa. I like you." She threw a chocolate envelope and sighed. "I don't want you to get hurt by this, but... you should eliminate your CI. She's an agent too."
An agent?! I picked the chocolate envelope and there's a lot of photograph and a USB stick. "What do you mean? She's a hacker and convicted inmates."
Cherry sighed and rolled her eyes. "Nemo was right about you, Lexa. You can be fooled so easily! Why did you trust her then?! She's saving your life!?" She scoffed, stand up. She puts a small black notebook on the table and sighed.
"What..."
"My man, Olga. He accidentally met your informant in Chicago One week ago. He decided to followed her and write it down for you. All people names, addresses, and places, she visited during her stay in Chicago already inside that note. Believe it or not, that's why I called you." She said.
Why she told me this? She shouldn't... "You... saved my life a dozen times, Lexa. Now, please... let me help you. I will become the most hypocrite criminals that ever alive if I denied I'm worried." She seems telling the truth.
I did not answer all her questions. "I... will investigate it, and thank you for your concerned, My Majesty. I will be careful this time." I standing up, then left her alone inside the VIP room.
Flashback off
I deleting all my encounter with her and replace my name with Kenneth's name. I put back the tablet and sighed. "Alexa, where are you?" I sighed.
"I'm..." I looked at the in front of the building. She must be pinged me. "I'll call you back, okay? I have... my therapist with me. Why?"
She sighed in relief and walked get inside the cafe. "Nothing. I just worried because... I called your therapist, and he said you miss your appointment." I turned on the computer and cloned all her files and documents.
"Are you with your human therapist or AI?" I'm chuckling. She should become a writer, rather than an FBI agent.
"Now who's watching too much that drama, huh? I love to watch Billionaire Cops rather than Human..."
"Stop it! Now get out of that building or I'll send SWAT to pick you up!?" I hang up with a big smile draw on my face. Oh, my God. I sighed.
I don't need a therapist, but... she's insist. I turned off her computer. Now... I should pretending to become a victim. "Lim, called YOL. I need help to make this looks like a sniper shooter and please use your... ability to create a fake CCTV recorder from that building. Remove my gun's bullet inside her head and change it into... .30, please. Also, track that hostess."
[Tracking...]
I get out from her room and looking at her secretary, who was unconscious. I checked her pulse and sighed. She recognize me. I can put her in my trunk, but... inject her with a anesthetic again. She will lose her life.
I dragged her to the side and picked her like a sack. I tried to walking avoiding dead body on the floor and blood. Maybe... "Lim, are you done tracking?"
"Not yet, Ms. Turner. What do you want me to do? Your team already in their way." I took a deep breath and sighed.
"Send Cecilia a message, that... I, uh... have urgent call from my chief." I should stop by to my HQ.
"Message already sent." Now... let's we put her in the trunk, and leave.
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I took a deep breath and sighed. This is the moment of the truth. I knocked on the door. "Come in!" He said.
I opened the door. "Lexa, my daughter! How are you?" He hugs me and tapped my back several times. "You... looks great, huh!" I'm looking at his desk. There's a cardboard and inside the cardboard there's a lot of document and stuff inside those cardboard. Where's he going?!
"Chief..." He nodding his head, and look me in the eye.
"Do you know... Mr. Jonathan Marques? That annoying Brits-Spanish gentleman?" I'm nodding my head. "The walls are thin, my child. Come to visit me if you found that person annoying, okay?" He tapped my shoulder several time, sighed.
I know he doesn't wants to go, but... why the upper rank changed him. "You should come to the.... uh... party, Lexa. I know your not in duty right now, but... I miss my daughter."
I'm chuckling and nodding my head. I'm approaching him and help him to put his belonging. "I will miss you, chief. We will miss you." I wiped my tears and sighed.
Glad I came in time. Two cardboards in his hand. I hold his door and we walked together to the lift. "So... what's bring you?" I took a deep breath.
"I just... want asking for go back to duty again, but... I'm not ready for field job, chief." He chuckles.
"I'm not chief anymore, Lexa. The higher up concern about your condition, and they decide to replace me." He starts a conversation. "Beside, I'm already 62 years-old. I will have a grandchildren soon, and..." He sighed.
"I can't lie to myself, Lexa. I concerned with..."
"I'm sorry if my bad luck become the first reason you resigned, chief. I don't..." It's because of me you resigned?
"It's not because of you, Alexa. I just... want have more time with my family." He said. The lift stopped on the lobby and he gets out, walked to the parking lot as the door closed slowly.