Undercover

Chapter 25

Emma's P.O.V

"But the problem is, Tony didn't step into a suspicious place during the past few days", Mary, the Deputy Chief said with concern.

"He isn't stupid like we thought", Director Williams said bitterly with a grim face.

"Exactly! The list mentions a college, his house, parties and a basketball court. Sometimes a Starbucks or a subway in between. They sound pretty normal to me", Martin muttered with a shrug.

"We already searched his house. We sent spies to follow him into those parties as well. He has done nothing but get drunk. He has just made a quick stop to grab something to eat in a Starbucks. So what else is remaining?", Mary, the assistant Chief mentioned.

"College", I told them without hesitation.

"You've got to be kidding me!", Isaac, the Deputy Director exclaimed, throwing his hands in air.

"I. Am. Not", I told him strictly as I met his eyes with confidence.

He still didn't look like as if he bought it.

I sighed and rubbed my temples. A massive headache was pounding on my head like a giant hammer.

I didn't sleep at all last night. Not even a wink. By the time I went home it was around 4:30 in the morning. This meeting started at 6. So yeah, I had to head straight here after my shower. I swear that I had to literally pin my eyes wide open to prevent drooping while I drove here.

Isaac didn't say anything. Probably, he knows that I wasn't in the mood for his usual drama.

Pfft! Such a drama queen he is!

"Can you pass me that file?", I asked Martin wearily.

Martin obliged and passed it over to me.

I flipped through the pages, mentally praying for some evidence to be found to convince them.

28th- Monday

8 am: enters college

6 pm: exits

7 pm- starbucks

29th- Tuesday

7 am: enters college

8 pm: exits

9 pm- Chinese restaurant

30th-wednesday.

6 am: enters college

9 pm- exits and heads home.

31st- Thursday

8 am- enters college

5 pm- exits

6 pm- Italian restaurant with date.

My eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

Why has he left the college this late, some days? I'm pretty sure classes don't finish this late?

And 6 am? Seriously? Tony doesn't strike me as the studious type at all. Then why this early?

I turned over to the next page.

What?

He plays basketball and swimming?

So that's his excuse huh?

But something felt off. I felt as if I'm not getting something.

Something obvious.

9 pm