Part 2 '...Hello...?'

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It's been three days and I still have my 'game face' on, which, is an unsuspecting cute facade

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It's been three days and I still have my 'game face' on, which, is an unsuspecting cute facade. The hackers at my disposal can't do squat against this guy. So far, I'm not sure how to read the situation. There's a possibility the hacker's not even related to Daisy. I could have a sick perv waiting for me to undress. The thought makes me shiver.

Good news, as of recent, I've found some good leads on Daisy. I might have pinned him down. Only a small handful of people can completely erase a persons existence. It's even slimmer finding one who can, seeing how they also erase themselves. Daisy will run out of hiding spots and expose himself sooner or later.

I also have an hypothesis aka analyzed and predicted the hackers next move. Weirdos like that try to reach out through their screens seeming all sweet and innocent. Next thing the poor girl knows, she's agreed to meet him, and well that's how kidnapping of this nature happens. But a hacker of this level, it makes me wonder what his real motive is.

Gently I pack up the array of college books from my new favorite seating spot. Why the spot is special? Just for the reason of claiming something. I would have preferred to be in the back getting actual work done instead of these boring lectures preparing me for a job. But my current identity isn't one who sits in the back of the class goofing around like some trouble maker.

I join the caffeine induced jittery crowd exiting. Coffee is the perfect way to jumpstart your morning, helping you face your day awake. These students however..they have more coffee in their system than water. I'm worried that at any moment they'll all start twitching and go into comas.

This is...too much interaction for one day. Quickly I run out the doors before my group of 'friends' can successfully make eye contact with me. Outside the campus is a beautiful place. Summer built up what Spring had started, the buds now full bloom. Soon Fall will brush everything away, leaving a chill. I personally really like the end of Summer. My eyes wander up to the blue sky dotted with clouds.

My feet drag along to a nearby bakery. With Daisy right in my grasp and the week long holiday starting tomorrow, my exit should be swift. No more college I hum to myself.

My past is as simple as it could be. My parents had raised me in this profession, aiding me to be the very best, as they were. However, good things don't last. They were caught busting a drug cartel three years ago..and didn't make it. I've picked up right from where they left off. Who needs college if you already have a high paying job?

Ah he's watching me again. I let myself into the bakery with a huff and sit myself down in my usual seat. I feed myself questions, such as, why is he still watching me? Or, could he possibly know something..? I stop myself from thinking on that second question any further. My cover has been perfect, there's no way he'd find out. I'm not being cocky or haughty, I'm just that good.

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