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Elisa was startled, her thoughts were all jumbled up.

How did this stranger know her secret identity? Somehow she managed to say, ''w...what do you mean?"

The smile on the face of the CIA officer did not lighten a bit. He
said in a crooked tone, "are you saying you don't know them? That you are not the employer of the so-called Alpha team??"

"What's the alpha team? This is my little brother Theo...those two are his
friends—Carter and Melvin."

"I see! I see...!" Bulldog shook his head in agreement, "where else can you find a more trustworthy person than your own brother in these matters
tell me?"

Elisa was angry, "who are you?"

"The name of this loyal servant is Douglas Bullock. I am from the CIA." Bulldog smiled widely.

"CIA!" Elisa thumped down on a chair as if she got a heart attack just now.

"Yes, ma'am." Instead of a smile, a serious expression appeared on Bulldog's face. He pulled another chair and sat opposite to her. 

"So you understand, I did not come here just to talk. I have come to know all the spooky stories of you and your brother."

"I...I don't understand anything.
no..."

"There's no use denying it, Doctor," said Bulldog sternly, "I know you killed your nine closest friends. Your good brother entered a research facility on the Montego Ice Shelf and
killed eight staff members. You have no way to escape. I have enough people with me, they are taking positions around the house and waiting. They can easily beat up your Alpha team and your bodyguards if I just order them."

"Have you come to arrest us?"
asked Elisa in a trembling voice.

"What I will do depends on your decision. You can choose a lifetime in prison or you can help me and stay out of prison as long as you want."

"I don't quite understand."

"Antidote of that Uno- virus. Dr. Buren," said Bulldog, "I want it."

"Uno-virus!"

Bulldog looked annoyed, "playing again! didn't I just say that I know everything?"

"But...how?"

"It's your brother's fault," laughed Bulldog, "he was careful enough that he did not allow their photo to be taken in any cameras in the research facility, but the people of Brighton
also installed hidden cameras in the Ice tractors to keep an eye on their drivers. Your brother did not know that. Those cameras don't give live feed to the operations center. Those cameras just record the video so that security can check it later. That's why it took me time to find those.
I got his picture from there. Seeing the signs of the attack on the facility,
I understood that the work is more likely done by a soldier who has received special force training.
It is not possible for just anyone. We also have a listening post in the Arctic that Intercepted your satellite communications. Eavesdropping on the conversation you guys had, there was no doubt that it was indeed a work of an Alpha team. I started searching the database of the special forces with pictures of the killers I got from the ice tractor.
From there I got the name of ex-captain Theo Van Buren. We were also searching about Dr. Stanley Donnen. we saw he had nine very close friends during his student days, all but one died mysteriously. That one is you—the one and only sister of Theo Dan Buren. Isn't it easy for adding two and two after that? The whole thing is clear to me now. You spread the virus, and got rid of the rest of the Unos using your brother so that none of them can make an anti-virus against it."

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