The Diamond Spy

Ch.13 Busted

Busted

Frankincense city is buzzing with its usual lunch time vibe. That meant the gutters were flowing with rubbish and the rats were squeaking up and down the sidewalks. As I head over as quickly as possible to the Five Reds; I've already determined my objective.

Maintaining information systems was crucial to how the Five Reds ran and operated. I wasn't going to do anything too dodgy. I was simply going to look into the data bases and print off all the information I could find about the Gang of Shadows and Dale himself.

It would be for my own benefit and his. Once he received the information I held, he would know exactly what the Five Reds stored about him and his activities.

I hope this time round I don't see the Five Reds' squad in the building. I didn't want to bump into Captain James and his crew. I wanted to go in, go out and get my revenge on him later. I mean, it was a pretty simple and easy plan. How could anything go wrong?

I waltz my way happily through the front revolving doors and I can't help but notice the strange looks some of the admin girls that I recognise, are shooting my way. I roll my eyes to myself as I conclude it was most likely James' gossip about me. He probably told everyone I was a whore for the Gang of Shadows while I attempted to get my mission completed.

I almost halt in the hall way as I think that thought, because, ironically, I had agreed to be so; and it wasn't even to complete a mission. I was considering being a whore for them, just to join the dark side.

In a sudden moment of self-disgust, I almost, almost decide on telling the Five Reds what happened to me. Everything I knew.

But just as quickly I remember my priorities.

The Five Reds were assholes; the Gang of Shadows were the only people to accept me. Dale accepted me. Into somewhere I finally felt like I belonged.

Soon-to-be-whore or not, I wanted to continue this journey to at least see where it would lead. Call it nuts, but I already had a few fun fantasies in mind where I would act such a bad-ass that I would quickly be revered in the Gang of Shadows. I would be valued more highly and I would be seen as more than just a body to give pleasure.

I honestly thought that was a realistic outcome that I could achieve.

I just had to prove my worth.

I frown as I slow my walk and enter into the computer lab rooms on the second floor. Nothing on here was so much as classified as it was public but I had literally over heard, a couple of times, the admin girls gossip about the ridiculous password to access the secure information.

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The password wasn't as top secret as it could be, but it didn't matter as these computers weren't connected to any form of internet. Information was only transpired through flash drives, updated hourly.

I enter the warm room, heated from the many hard drives running at once. These computers were five generations old, a symbol of the past. Two seats are occupied by fellow low level spies like myself. I choose a corner computer, hooked up to the printer.

I wouldn't be here long.

I push my hair back over my shoulders and I log into the computer with my first and last name. I then access the secure files with the known password. All the while my nails tap on the letters gently, careful not to damage the antique keyboard.

All the information about identities is stored automatically in alphabetical order. Top priority targets is an option for sorting the list, so I choose that. Not surprisingly 'Gang of Shadows' and 'Dale' are at the top.