“I demand you find those TWINS ! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME ?”
The general of the Espionage Branch suddenly found his shoes most interesting, and as he gazed at the single speck of dust on them, he mumbled, “I’m sorry, Premiere, but…”
“WHAT was that? I couldn’t hear you. It appears I’m suffering from the same condition as the rest of the Espionage Branch! NOT HEARING ANYTHING! AND BY ANYTHING, I MEAN I WANT NEWS ON THOSE RESISTORS!”
The idiot! If he didn’t find those twins, there would be hell to pay! They were barely teenagers! How hard could it be to find two teenagers?!
I stormed into my private office, and locked the two-layered steel door behind me, leaving the general shivering behind me.
Where could those twins have escaped to? I had every single convenience store, gas station, intersection, and public restroom under my surveillance!
They had tracked them down to the train station, apparently hoping to hitch a ride out of the city. There had been more than a hundred police officers that had been ready to break in and capture them when they just seemed to disappear into thin air!
My angry breathing slowed down at the sight of a thin gash on my hand from a broken piece of vase that had apparently sliced it open.
My stress mentor had been right about the delicate decorations...
The shattered ornament was scattered across the carpet, and my hand had even sent some pieces flying across the room.
And just outside of the bottom of the broken vase lay a surprise, sitting innocently on the carpet, the little red LED flashing.
There was a surveillance microphone that had been hidden inside laying right in the center of the debris.
And I had an inkling I knew who was on the receiving end of the signal.