Chapter 8. Interpol.

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Normally, you'd assume Interpol to be the big brains, the action and the drama in the crime world. Well, no, no, no. The CIA matches that description, in reality, Interpol is lounging around their offices, stressing their minds out about things they can't and won't change. Interpol also finds themselves on cases they didn't need to be on as well.

Take my father for example, a high top rating officer in Interpol who spends his days and his nights working on a case that is completely imposible which I hope is what Williams will end up to be like, so much so that he is forced into a mental hospital and I am nonetheless put with Maeve once again.

I'm swivelling on my chair, around once and then back the other way, thinking to myself, wanting to give Williams pointless tasks that will lead him no where. So I decide to text Maeve about his first pointless job:

'what should i do? it's not like he's gonna find anything in valencia, right? i haven't been there, i've only been to Barcelona and Madrid. it's not like he's gonna suddenly find something relating to me x Tori'

Sent.

Oh no, I wrote that too soon. "Ass! I found something!" called out Williams from the end of office. He sweeps his hair aside and beckons me to come to him.

I groan, "What is it?"

"Records of the airport say, that someone landed in Valencia at exactly somewhere between 3am to 5am, with a shotgun in their possession on their return trip. They weren't caught but they managed to make it into the county." Williams says. Fuck, did I manage to get caught by the airport? By the freaking airport??

I grab my phone and text Maeve, my fingers getting sore from typing too much: 'EMERGENCY! meet me downstairs rn!!!"

I run downstairs trying to avoid Williams calls for me as Maeve meets me near the coffee machine. "I have to tell you something and to do that I have to take you somewhere." I hurry up and take her down to my car where we get in and drive away.

We come to a park and Maeve says calmly to me, "Okay, Tori. Tell me what's wrong and I'll try to help."

"He's found me, traced my whereabouts in the airport and everything. What do I do, Mae?" I anxiously say.

"Lose him. Get him completely out of there."

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 04, 2022 ⏰

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