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ROME, ITALY

"Signora, Signora, I think we have identified them, in Los Angeles. There, those two, monitor four" said Donatto, aiming with his finger to a monitor.

Isabella turned to look at that monitor and saw a group of young people partying at the United Airlines bar traveling to Tokyo before departing.

"What are you talking about? Who?" she asked and Donatto zoomed into the image in front of them, first to Aekhem, zoomed out, then zoomed in again to Abigael.

Two young people, a guy and a girl having a little fun before an eight hour flight.

"Donatto" she said "I asked you to look for a young couple, not a bunch of college people partying"

"Signora, watch closely, please, they are not as young as the rest, maybe a couple of years older than the rest"

"Yes, I see the difference Donatto, but have you ever heard of teachers having to travel with their students on a field trip? Have you ever heard how some of the students become teachers and they are almost the same age? Find them!"

From the other side of the room full of monitors a twenty some girl walked to Isabella and when she was in front of her Isabella snapped:

"What do you have for me Gina?"

"I think I have them Signora" she responded.

Isabella followed her while watching Gina's perfect round behind moving in front of her. She knew exactly what she was going to be doing in about an hour or an hour and a half and even better, she knew who she was going to do it with. Gina and Donatto. Entertaining thought. Pleasure in her thighs.

Nice.

Gina indicated a screen. Tijuana Mexico's international airport. Aeromexico flight to Japan. A young couple, worried faces. Almost upset. Like they had something to do they did not want to do.

He was good looking. Tall, blond, great sculpted body. He looked like the person described in old manuscripts of legends about Aekhem. She was terribly insignificant and small. Nothing out of the ordinary. How could Aekhem, the Messengers Guardian, could be with someone like her?

Nevertheless, the couple's behavior, the way they acted, all serious but at the same time nervous, made up her mind, it was them. She saw how they stepped back from the rest of the people boarding the plane then moved towards the first class door.

That's it! Aekhem, just like her, had to have a fortune backing him up. First class traveler on commercial flight, of course!.

If it was her traveling she would have taken daddy's private plane to travel anywhere but these two didn't want to be noticed.

She waited until everybody was out of the camera and inside the plane. Took her cell phone, punched in a few digits for encrypted transmission, waited for a response, sent a text message. The message was erased from her cell phone. No trace in the system now of that message sent out from her phone.

She texted another message, Donatto's and Gina's phones rang. The message said:

"My penthouse, one hour"

They both smiled to each other. They loved theSignora's games.orage"M7D

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