Chapter 4

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*Elsas POV*

Mr. Gold wanted protection for his business. Including, to not investigate on suspicious deals he has.

He also told me, the guy who has been listening on me, what he looks like. He is tall, has a English accent, and black hair.

I asked for the color of his eyes, but he didn't see them. Of course I knew that he was lying.

This person is especially dangerous. Because he is manipulative, and can kill you. Mr. Gold didn't say how.

Just that, he seems like an everyday agent. Can get you to trust them, once someone ends up alone with them.

They end up dead.

Mr. Gold says people describe him as a silent killer. Victims friends and family would say how, they would always talk about nightmares leading to their deaths.

Somehow, the deaths look like accidents. Over drinking, accidental drug overdose.

Dying from a fatal car crash. The most common, falling from climbing up a rock wall.

All, accidents. And all, people with government information. A total of seven people.

A majority surviving this silent killer. The people who survived, I assume, are the ones who had nothing to tell.

There for, not useful to him. Now that I know this guy can creep up people, I need to protect all of my agents.

But not in the way I tried doing it with Jack. He can't know.

This person, is the traitor. He's been the one trading government secrets. Now I need to tell North and director Walt, what I know.

I knock on the door to the meeting room. "Come in."

Inside is the director with a few other people. "I need to speak to you alone director. It's urgent."

"Is it about, the case?"

"Yes sir it is." He gestures for them to leave. He presses the button to his phone on the land line.

"Get me Special agent North." A few minutes later he comes in. "You needed to see me director."

"Actually. She needs to see both of us. Shut the door." North keeps an eye on me as he shuts it.

"Now, what's this about?" Walt asks.

"I got a description of our traitor. Conspiracy theorists call him the silent killer."

"The silent killer?" Walt asks confused. "Apparently he kills without anyone knowing that it's a murder. Being so good at making it look like an accident."

"How?"

"I have no idea. The only lead I have on him is his description. He's tall, english accent, and black hair."

"Well that's a problem." Walt folds both of his hands.

"How?"

"We don't have anyone working here with an english accent."

"You do realize that he could easily disguise his voice."

"Yes we do your majesty. The problem is, there are about a hundred people who work here. That are tall, male, with black hair."

"So narrow it down."

"The only person who could do that fast enough is Mavis Drac. And we can't get her mixed up in this. Not my people your majesty."

"This is about national security. There are going to be risks involved. Unfortunately with your people."

"Enough." Walt silences both of us. "We will find a way for Mavis to do it."

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