Miss Brown

Meet at Cafe

As she started walking she reached the café. Yes there is the guy sitting in the VIP corner enjoying creamy latte. She could see a beautiful painting right behind him but couldn't see it properly because of his four big fat bodyguards in black standing right behind him. As she approached him he made a hand gesture to sit down in the chair in front of him. With no further introduction she went straight to the point

"What do you want from me"

"Well easy there I am here for a friendly conversation. My name is mike and..."

"Stop this melodrama...I am not here for having a friendly chit chat. Why are your men following me . I have seen them following me for last ten days not only that they have been collecting info about me from people of my neighbourhood and even from my campus..."

"You are more sharp sighted then I thought"

"Any idiot would have seen that coming"

"I know I am not good at stalking neither my men (huff..man this is so embarrassing )"

"Don't change the subject, who are you and why the hall did your goons attack me last day...explain yourself."

"Ok this is kinda hard...please let me start the conversation the way I planned it..hi my name is Mike. I have come to you as the representative of the secret organization under U.N. security council WBI which stands for World Bureau of Investigation. We are recruiting some new members as A class agent officers. You were one of the prime candidates . I have been sent to see if you are actually up for it..."

"How did you find or rather precisely why am I an candidate? Is this some kind of sick prank..."

"Though it may seem that way this is nowhere near a joke, I will that prove it to you right here and now. We have selected our prime candidates by careful analysis. First we saw if you have interest in such kind of work . We have seen you had applied for such post earlier as well. You are trained in shooting , learned karate as a high schooler. You are currently 22 years old your real name is Nilo. Your originality is Asian but you were born in UK. You dad is a prominent buissness magnet of the country. You ran away from home at an early age and got shelter in an orphanage. Struggle was a normal thing in your life but you never gave up. You continued your studies with the help of scholarship. You have done your major on human psychology.Beside you also have high skills in technology useage . No background , no personal ties all that makes you a perfect candidate . But we needed to confirm your skills and so I was sent to test you."

"Well am I selected ( by now she knows this is actually serious...)

"Well yes you are more than qualified. I have judged your skills and you were actually good. The people who were actually keeping an eye on you were professional but yet you could tell that they were out of the ordinary mass of people, stalking you. That explains your observation skill. Next your computer skill. Recently your social accounts were hacked all together. Though you couldn't detect the hackers identity you were able to retrieve your accounts in a time period of less than 1 hour. Last but not the least the group attack we planned upon you, you there showed remarkable defence skills. You were quite impressive indeed...So now I would like offer you the position of a A class WBI"

"Why should I join you?"

"You serve the world... (patriotic speech)..Besides we could help you to find out the real truth behind your mother's death. "

"What do you know about my mother?"

"I'll tell you only if you join us."

"I'll need some time to think."

"Ok we'll contact you by the end of this week. Better not tell anyone about this conversation or else what may happen I'll leave it to your imagination. I guess you understand."

As they went away clearing the bill she quietly stood up from her chair and left the cafe. Her emotions all of a sudden became numb. Confused of what her next step should be. If she accepts this offer she might finally have some answers but she doesn't know where this path will lead her to. These step might be a new beginning to her life or her doom...