Vesper (Curfew #2)

•2. Ambrosia•

We asked permission if we could control and kill the zombies when we land. The field agent said that that's our best move to do as a headstart. The mini outbreak is located in a town in Paris. Good thing it didn't happen in the city.

Astra was having a hard time tracing and hacking. She kept complaining about the aerial interference interruptions (whatever that is) and about the slow flow of the connection. Nevertheless, she still kept going and managed to get a few information.

Sanders called us after two hours, citing that they bombed the mall (the one we went to where there's a huge zombie moshpit horde) and had a city assault attack in Ottawa. So far, they think they cleared the whole city and gladly, there was no casualties.

Sanders also explained the new suits the soldiers were wearing. The materials are called carbon-alloy. Apparently, it's made of impenetrable thin sheets of alloy covered by carbon (diamonds are made of carbon, so they're 23% diamond) and even military grade bullets can't penetrate it. I don't know if I should believe that or not. He also reported that he'll be sending troops in New York to try and eliminate the zombies. Apparently, there were volunteers from the civilians and local police. We're finally all teaming up against George and his Government.

Sanders' final update is that General Blaise, the High French General who'll be assisting us throughout our adventure in France, wanted us to investigate on the root of the first outbreak in Paris. That would be easy, if we could determine who Patient Zero is.

After an hour, we got a report saying that the mini outbreak has been controlled by French sentries. That's okay, better actually. But we're still required in finding Patient Zero. I'm okay with that too because we could find out traces and hints about Mosiac and his plans.

"We're almost there." Field Agent Dan said. He's our supervisor for this mission.

Thomas looked at Astra, "I thought four hours?" he asked. Astra shrugged.

"Jets are suppsed to be faster than normal planes, right? Because of the weight?" I asked.

"Yep." said Frank. So maybe we're faster by 10 minutes per something.

"I got it!" Astra exclaimed so loud that even the pilot jumped a little. We could've fell and crashed.

"What?" asked Nicholai, who was dozing off.

"Three boys. Wow, this is solid!" said Astra.

"Names? Anything?" asked Thomas.

"Radcliff, 17 years old. Beck, 16 years old. And Dragic, 16 years old." Astra read fast.

"Damn, do we have pictures of them? Were they included?" asked Thomas.

Astra shook her head, "No, just their basic information and health information." she said.

"That's pretty awesome, Astra. We're gonna go with that. You did a great job, we managed to find something." I said to her.

"Can you locate them?" asked Nicholai.

Astra frowned, "This website tracks to the States, but I can try by opening the other files. I sure do hope they opened those files here. If they did, I can easily track their IP addresses. The only problem is that there are hundreds of files here, but I can manage." she said.

"Don't try so hard, we'll find 'em." said Thomas. But Astra pursued and kept om searching.

I looked at Frank, "Where do you live before you served in the army?" I asked him. I was just wondering.

Frank looked at me, "New York. Then I moved to Delaware to train." he said.

"Hmm." I said.

"Why?" Frank asked, raising a brow.