She's a Secret Agent?! (English Version)

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"You guys ready?" I asked them the moment we hopped in my car.

"Yep. Wait, where are we going again?" Daniel asks at the backseat as he secures his seatbelt. We are currently in the parking lot of the hotel.  

"First is we'd drop by my house so I could fetched my other gadgets and some important stuffs" I answer as I fixed the rearview mirror properly.

"Then?" Cross raised his eyebrows who was beside me, on the passenger seat.

"We'll go to your house, get some stuffs and clothes, and find some clues to where your dad hid that treasure" I answered as I started the engine and drifted off.

"I think it's a little bit risky" Cross points out as he also saw the expression on my face. 

"We don't have a choice. You don't know where the vault is. Only your dad does and the only place where we could find some clues is in your place" I sighed as I continued to check on the rearview mirror to check if someone was tailing us. y. As much as I don't want to admit it but we're in great danger. We're on our own now since the agency got hijacked by those morons. It's like three versus an infamous foreign gang assholes. It's definitely not okay, I tell you.

When we entered the subdivision we directly went to the direction of my house. 

I parked at my front lawn and all of us got out. I looked around and it was eerily silent. I glanced at the empty house beside us. It was all clean, just like Boss has said  I would say it looks peaceful, but I knew what happened there. Cross and Daniel looked down on the ground with mixed expression on their faces. 

"Keep your guards up, guys. They might be anywhere" The two tailed me as I opened my front door and entered the living room.  

"Wait here" I said as I made my way upstairs. They nodded simultaneously, I noticed they were awfully quiet a lot and I can't blame them. What happened was traumatizing to say the least.  

I went to pick my special designer's bag that Boss has provided me. I threw all my gadgets there and some extra guns, bombs, tear gas, hoodies, shirts, pants, undies (of course), and some important stuffs. I then went downstairs. They looked at me, raising their eyebrows. Looking at me then to my small designers bag that I slung on my shoulder. 

"Seriously? That's all you're gonna take?" Cross asks incredously as he points on my bag. 

"Do you think I'm stupid? Guess you've underestimated me Mr. Cross Villaverde" I crossed my arms and looked at him directly in the eye.

I opened my bag and fished out the umbrella and some clothes. Their mouths hang open in awe. 

"This isn't just some ordinary small bag, darling. This bag can carry anything in it. But like everything, It also has some limits" I informed them rather proudly.

"Where can I buy that?" Daniel wonders. I raised my eyebrows.

"You want people to see you carrying some lady designed bag? you can't buy this anywhere Daniel, It's from the agency" I say putting it back.

"Come on, let's get moving" Cross says rather impatiently after he clears his throat.

"K. Let's go" I went out of my house with them by my side. They seemed that they don't want to be far from me, it's for the better. 

I could almost feel the anxiety coming from the both of them as we neared the house. It looks like it wasn't just the dead bodies they have cleaned up but also all the damaged. Now, it all looks brand new but you could still see the silhouette of what happened yesterday.  

"You okay?"  I asked Cross who was staring at the entire house and at the front lawn where he saw the men I shot fell. 

"Yeah. It's just that I remembered their dead eyes staring at me" he murmured. I patted his back a little. That was also me when I first came to the agency and saw a dead body for the first time. I couldn't sleep for a week. But after a while, I got used to it. Sort of. But not completely. Boss voice will just echoe in my head when I start to question myself which is "kill or be killed" sadly, I have to kill them not just to save myself but also for the country.

"Just try not to think about it Cross. I need you to be strong. We still need to figure out where your dad hid those treasures" I reminded him as I pat his back a little to which he didn't mind. Daniel was just silent beside me as he assessed the surroundings.  I turned the doorknob and luckily it was not locked. The door opened with a sound as the eerily silent room greeted us. 

"Where's your dad's room?" I asked Cross who was staring at nothing. Actually, I felt sorry for him. He's all alone and now he's caught up in this shitty mess.

"I'll lead you" He says as soon as he snapped back to his senses. Daniel then followed us hesitantly. I knew he was still confused right now and was not absorbing the whole situation fully. I hope he does as soon as possible though. 

We strolled through the hallway, when we reached the farthest room Cross stopped, he was biting his lower lip and I knew what he felt. 

"If you're not comfortable. Daniel and I will---

"It's fine. Let's go" he clears his throat as he opened the door. I sighed. I could tell he's holding back his emotions. It's not healthy.

Daniel and I glanced at each other knowingly as we both followed Cross. It seems like Daniel and I has the same thoughts. 

"This is dad's personal room. He was always here. More after mom died" he said silently. I take the place in. It was a big room that looks like a personal office.  There was a table on the center and at the wall behind it there was a fireplace and a family portrait just above it. There were also minimal ornaments scattered around the room like bookcases, lamps and some chairs to sit in. 

Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary. But I know there is something here. Hidden. Could be vaults, hidden doors, hidden basement or anything. What could you expect from a mafia boss?

"Did he seem suspicious? Or anything?" 

"Not really. I think he was just doing some work about our watch business at that time. But he seemed to be always out of place. Like he was hiding from something" Cross answers as he tries to reminisce. I knew it would hurt but we need it to gain some information. Hold on for me Cross. 

"Or...he's the one hiding something" I say meaningfully looking at him.

"Okay. Time for work. Search the entire room and look for anything suspicious. If you find anything, let me know immediately"