Chapter 1: Late Night Talk

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Zack was preparing what's left of his paperwork in his filthy office, paper scattered everywhere, half-drunk bottles in the fridge, some leftover takeaways were still laying around on the small 2 person dining table. He shoved the paperwork into his already oversized bag and walk towards to laptop opposite the office entrance, opened it and started composing an email.
  "to : annxxx@secret.mail"
He paused,
He turned around and pulled out a handheld electric gun and fire it to the spy-drone floating behind the glass of his office window, destroying the drone at the cost of his one and only window in the office,
  "I need a new spot for that window", he muttered,
He continued,
  "Dear Ann,
          It's Zoe McCream, details in the bag, J gonna give you that bag 
     Pleasure,
     Zack Cologne"
He read it once more and pressed send,
He screamed out for his partner,

"JOHN, JOHN !!"
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?", his partner replied upon entering the room,
Zack threw the bag at him,
"Take it to Ann, get our paycheck"
John groaned,
"Look when I agree to be your partner, I thought I'd be in those kinds of detective stuff like in the movie but I didn't think you'd give me this stupid job"
Zack looked up and the moonlight shined upon his face, revealing a scar on the left eye, a cut crossing his left eyes which somehow is still functioning just as well as it used to.

He raised his finger and asked,
"What did you have for lunch?"

John had to stop and think about it,
"I don't really remember"
"There, case closed" Zack instantly replied,

Zack motioned him to leave and John reluctantly obliged, taking the bag with him and shutting the door behind him.
"Now I can finally be alone" Zack thought to himself,

*BZZZZZZ*
His email notification rang, He got up lazily and pulled his chair closer to the laptop table, seeing what it was,

"FROM: gov.ww.@secret.mail

     Dear Mr. Cologne,
          We are interested in acquiring your "special service". The payment will be more than enough. Please reach out within 24 hours, this email will terminate itself after you exit this tab.

     Kind regards,"

Zack closed the tab, smiled and replied,

"Where do we meet?"

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