I Hate That I Loved You!

31- Who is she? (1)

"No, sir. I apologize. As a complimentary service, this is a cheese and ham sandwich with French fries. It's on the house."

The girl placed complimentary food on his table and left.

As soon as she turned around, her smiled faded and an evil grin plastered on her face.

She went towards the kiosk counter and observed the man's movements. She observed how excited he was for his free food.

As soon the man picked up his cell phone, the girl excused herself and went inside the pantry area.

She quickly walked inside the pantry, shut the door close, and locked it.

She picked up her laptop which was hidden in a small locker behind the grocery shelf.

She turned on the laptop screen and quickly logged in.
Her fingers started typing couple of commands and ran a computer program.

Her eyes narrowed and focused.
She successfully hacked the man's cellphone, and his mailbox was opened right in front of her. She observed every movement made by the man. Every detail and application of his cell phone was now accessible through her laptop.

She quickly checked the sent items in mailbox and observed he had sent a couple of pictures to a mailbox named 'Unknown Boss'.

She had observed this man from the past couple of weeks. She knew that he was following her.

He had been all over the places.
Following her on the way, at cafe, at grocery store and lurking outside her apartment.

In the past as well, some people followed her at a span of a few months, but she never had this close encounter.

20 minutes back:

The moment the man entered the café, she knew he was up to something. He had been following her so long but this was the first time he entered the cafe.

The way he started taking selfies turning his phone here and there, she was sure that he is here to take pictures of her. If she is not wrong, he was there to take closer shots. Because distant clicks he would have taken from outside the cafe or while following her.

She was well-prepared for this type of situation.

She knew sooner or later, it was going to happen.

She did not want to take any chance, so she added a minor dose of sedative in his caramel latte.

When he passed out, she quickly went near him and called her colleague in a panicked voice. As soon as her colleague arrived, she walked away carrying the man's phone, with an excuse to bring water.

She came inside the pantry area and connected his phone with her laptop. She checked the picture that he had clicked of her.

It took her a couple of seconds to find the close similar looking pictures that this guy took.

She quickly replaced the pictures that he took with the ones she had in her laptop.

After that, she deleted all of the solo pictures clicked by him. She installed one virus as well in his cell phone.

As soon as he will unlock his phone, the virus will be activated. She smirked on her achievement.

She cleared all her digital footprints and unplugged his phone.

It only took her a couple of minutes to complete her task.

She quickly came out of the pantry, filled a glass of water, and ran towards the unconscious man surrounded by other waiters.

She sprinkled some water on his face and assured everyone that this nothing serious and only an episode of a vasovagal.

Once everyone was disbursed, she placed his phone back in his pocket and shook him slowly to wake him up.

She rolled her eyes and made fake attempts to wake him up. She knew he will not gain consciousness for next 10 minutes.

After 10 minutes, the man slowly regained his consciousness. He blinked at her with a confused face. She divered his mind towards low blood pressure  and vasovagal  issue. She offered him a complimentary food and left.

Back to the present in pantry area:

As soon as the man picked up his phone, she ran back to the pantry area because the virus will be activated the moment he will unlock his phone.

If he will disconnect his internet or switch off his phone, then it will be difficult for her to trace the IP address of his so-called boss.

She acted quickly, traced down the IP address where mail was sent to, and note it down.

She traced the location of the IP address and found out that it was some normal residential area in the neighbouring city CentralFord.

She frowned.

Who stays in that area?

She quickly picked up her phone and dialed a number.

As soon as the phone got answered from the other end, she spoke up hastily.

"Zi. I have found the IP address and location."