What She Thought She Knew (Rachel Moore Mystery Book 1), стр. 14

I quickly made my way back to my bike only to see some heavily pierced punk leaning towards it far too close for my taste.

My eyes narrowed as I locked in on the intruder. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I demanded.

The guy merely looked up at me with a bored expression. "I'm admiring the bike. What's it to you?"

"That's my bike you're spreading your unwanted odor on."

With that remark, the guy fully turned his body towards me, and gave me a slight glare. "Who do you think you are, bitch?" He hissed.

Before he could react, I tackled him to the cement ground, and twisted his hands over his head. I pressed my legs on top of his to prevent him from kicking me. "I believe that my rank says it all." I pulled out my Seeker ID, only showing the part that stated my rank.

Upon seeing it, the man visibly paled, and abruptly stopped struggling. "Shit, umm, I didn't mean what I said." He stuttered.

I smiled innocently. "Oh really? You've said some pretty hurtful things to me. You don't say such words to a lady." I then leaned forward so that my lips were close to his ear. "Try that again, and I promise that something will be ripped off of your body. I'm not talking about your piercings."

The punk audibly gulped. "I'm sorry miss, it won't happen again." He whined.

"You bet your ass it won't."

With that, I got off of him.

With no restriction holding him down, the punk quickly got up and ran as if his life depended on it.

I chuckled in amusement, and got on my bike. Well, at least I had some humor mixed in today, I mused.

Chapter 10: Newly Gained Partner

I reported back to Seeker HQ immediately after my meeting with the mysterious contact. As strange as he was, he did provide me with very useful information that was incredibly vital to my mission. I couldn't afford to delay.

I dropped off my bike at the parking lot, and took the elevator down to the same conference room I was in before. I couldn't say that I was particularly happy about speaking with the Directors again, but this was urgent.

Once the elevator doors opened on my level, I hastily stepped out.

I was met by the same secretary from before who seemingly out of habit just gave me a curt nod before she returned to her paperwork.

I took a quiet breath before I opened the door to my least favorite room in HQ.

I felt a sense of déjà vu as once again the entire room was dark, minus the small part I was in. Somehow, I felt like there were more people in here than last time.

The shadowed figures stopped whatever they were doing, and focused on me.

"Agent Moore, a pleasure to see you again." A voice said. I recognized him as the main figure for the Directors.

"What do you have for us?" A female voice added.

I pushed aside all inappropriate comments that I so wished to have voiced, and resumed a professional attitude. "I met with the contact from my mission file. He gave me some very interesting information."

"Oh?" I could have practically felt the main Director's eyebrows rise.

"And what would that be?"

I took out the data pad, and set it on the table. The Director on the end took it, scanned it, and then passed it on to the next member. This process continued until the figure in the middle got it.

He too scanned through it, though much more attentively. "These are some very serious accusations, Agent Moore." He commented. "Are you sure that we can trust this contact?"

I could feel the stares of all the Directors pointed at me as they expectantly waited for my answer. "While I can't give credit to the contact's mentality, all I can say is that we need to take his information seriously. We can't afford to slip up, otherwise we're screwed. The Phantoms will do anything to seize world power, so yes, I do believe that the contact's information is viable."

My answer gave the Directors pause as they murmured between themselves.

I crossed my arms as I waited for their reaction.

All at once, the murmuring stopped, and the leader spoke again. "Given your service record and your loyalty to the Seekers, we trust your judgment. We'll commence an internal investigation within our ranks." He said. "However, we have our doubts about this Martin Hill's involvement in providing the Phantoms confidential information on the Seekers. He was never part of our organization, and as much as we can tell, he doesn't have a relation with any of our agents. Do you have any absolute proof about this?"

"Not yet." I replied. "But I will be able to in less than a month."

"Explain." The figure stated.

I scrambled into my coat pocket, and took out the ticket for the Salute to Vienna concert. "According to the contact, Mr. Hill will be attending this event. This will be our only chance of catching him out in the open. We can ask him ourselves once we have him in custody."

The female Director spoke. "Where did you get that ticket?"

I shuffled awkwardly in my position. "My Guardian gave it to me."

The main Director nodded his head. "Of course. Agent Delta has done his research." He stated as if it were obvious. "What do you think our course of action should be?"

"I think we need to attend this event, and catch him. Exactly what Agent Moore suggested."

I turned towards the source of the voice, and narrowed my eyes. So he was the extra person; the one I should have been the least surprised to see. "Agent Delta." I simply said.

"Agent Moore," he greeted.

"You knew about all of this,