THE ELITE AGENT

33. EYES FOR SOMEONE.

Elena's POV:

"What?"

"I know right! I feel like a celebrity. Oh, the joyous feeling of being famous."

I blink. Did my brother just get a threat and is... happy about it? Is he right in his min— don't bother. I feel like he was dropped when he was an infant. He definitely lost his mind.

But let's concentrate on the worse part. He got a threat. First, it was I. Then Alex. And now, my brother dearest. What is going on?

"Where's the yellow note?" I ask as I sit upright. Ben looked at me in confusion. I raise my eyebrow and wait for him to pull out the note and show me.

"What note? I got a text message from an unknown number," He said fetching out his phone as he opened the text. I want to snatch it from Ben and read the text, but I wait patiently. He clears his throat and lifts his head up with straight shoulders, acting like a soldier making a big announcement.

"Agent seventy-eight," Ben pauses and giggles to himself in happiness. I roll my eyes and gesture for him to continue. "Or should I call you Benjamin? Just a small warning, sweetheart. The bullet will be through your head this time rather than your heart," Ben completes the sentence with a happy squeal and hugs his phone to his chest.

On the other hand, I clench my fist to keep myself from bursting out in anger. How dare Meghan send us another threat?! And furthermore, she has the nerve to threaten my brother!

"I think it's from Meghan. She's the only one who shot Ben on his chest. And now, she wants to shoot him," Liam gestures towards my dancing brother, "on his head. How blissful."

Jen sits up beside me and looks around with squinted eyes. She turns towards me, who is immersed in thoughts of what are the possible ways to kill Meghan.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

I don't answer her as I get up from the bed and walk towards Ben. He kept reading through the message again like it was the most precious love-letter. I snatch his phone and throw it towards Jennifer. She puts on her glasses and reads through the message. The very next second, she is on her laptop, trying to track out the location.

Sometimes I really wonder how beautiful an agent's life is. Waking on a sudden call, receive an anonymous message which contains threat. Trying to track the threatener. Just normal morning routine. Very normal and under control.

I go to the bathroom and do the necessities before walking out. I walk towards Jen and Alex, who are engrossed in their laptops. Both had a determined yet perplexed expression. Something like, 'How in the world is this possible?' look.

"Got her location?" I ask, my mouth set in a straight line, my hands stuffed in my pockets.

"It's encrypted." Jen muttered angrily as she not-so-gently places her laptop aside. I could see clear frustration in her eyes. The frustration of not able to be best in her field.

"Meghan was always interested in hacking. I never knew why. And here, she's using the same program code to encrypt her location, the same way I encrypt our databases. Such a sly fox," Jen grumbled angrily. Liam tried to pacify her, tried to calm her. But one deadly glare from Jen made him retreat back.

"If it's the same encryption, then it would be easy for you to break, right?" I ask. Jen shakes her head dejectedly.

"My encryption can never be hacked out. Not even I could do that. Why do you think I have my hands behind locking the presidential documents?"

"Because no one can win through you in technological department."

Jen sighs sadly, almost disappointed in herself for creating such an encryption. "Now they are using my brain against me."