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Chapter 27 Found it

A few minutes ago, Alyssa Jonshon, woke up in her hotel room. She sighed as she remembered everything was starting today. James was supposed to spy on Moritz while Aly had to visit Beerth Corp headquarters to find a way to put pressure on the DZ bank owner.
"Why can't I be the one spying on him?" She asked James putting a grey sweater above her black protective suit.
"Because Moritz is dangerous." Her partner simply laughed as he gave her her beanie.
"Is the beanie mandatory?" Alyssa ranted.
"Holy damn! That's unbelievable how stubborn you can be! I'm gonna spy on him because if he finds you, you're a dead woman!" Jee said, exhausted by his partner.
"Nobody's gon' kill me! I'm the one who kills 'em!" She got angry.
"You're not killin' anyone Alyssa because if someone touches one of your hair I'll be the one who'd be killed!" He yelled at her.
Alyssa's jaw contracted and with a sign that burned her throat she agreed:
"Fine!"
James looked at her confused: "did she just...agreed?" He told himself.
"Listen, I just don't want you to get in trouble because of me." The blue-eyed woman admitted. "I've put too many people in trouble and secret agent or not I'm still having a consciousness..."

Miles away from them, Moritz, in his glass tower was sitting on his black leather chair, his Boss single-monk shoes in embossed patent calf leather laid on the transparent modern desk when his phone started to ring. A smirk appeared on his face as she saw the number on the screen.
"Doug' what can I do for you?" He laughed trying to hide his German accent.
"Did you find it?" The red-haired man demanded, his impatience kept growing with each passing second.
"I haven't yet." The rich German business Man replied.
"What!?" He screamed through the phone. "Where the fuck is it then?"
"Evans, I have a thousand things to deal with at the moment, and every second I waste with your questions I lose money. I'll tell you when I'll find that fucking file!" Moritz angrily said, annoyed to waste his time with something that happened years ago.
"Alright. Call me back, then." The OS' boss coldly concluded, hanging up the phone, for Moritz's greatest happiness.
"She has the file I'm sure about that..." The grey-dressed man thought.
While Mortiz was thinking about who the fuck she could be, someone knocked on the door.
"Mr. Moritz Mr. Aubrey is here to see you." His good-looking assistant declared.
"Let him in." The boss answered taking his 700$ shoes off of the desk.
"Aubrey, what's up!" He greeted the other man, giving him a polite handshake.
"A lot of stuff but we're here To talk business!" The infiltrated agent laughed, opening a brown file.
"I've already told you I won't sign this contract!" Moritz grunted approaching his face to Aubrey.
The satiny-skinned man smiled, thinking about everything that happened the last few weeks in here in Boston...

The blue-eyed spy took off the helicopter helmet and raised her thumb up, the pilot nodded, knowing what he had to do. He pressed a button and the door opened. Alyssa grabbed the scale and threw it above the building, she went down and pulled it, the pilot pressed a command button, the scale went up and the helicopter went away.
Her ombre hair was flying and the coldness hit her whole body, surprised by this sudden wind she started to shake... Then she remembered where she was and why she was here. Standing in the rooftop of a headquarters, in the dark and cold night here in Boston. Johnson grabbed a laser saw and opened the metal ventilation duct. She was in, finally. The small woman crawled a few miles and found the boss's office. She took a breath and with the same saw she used to enter, she burned the vis of the grill, Aly carefully grabbed it and posed it on the other side of the hole. Aly took a string out of her tissue bag and thanks to an auto rewind system, the powerful girl flew above the high-ceiling office.
Holding in her right gloved-hands an alarm detector spray, she checked out if everything was alright. In her other hand, she pressed the auto rewind system's remote's button and the string that held her, went slowly down.
When Alyssa posed her feet on the floor, she walked to the desk and opened all the drawers and unfortunately didn't find anything. She had in her belt a USB key, that would hack every system or password on earth. The blue-eyed woman out in the computer and a few seconds after that, Moritz's most precious information would be hers.
She clicked on a hidden file "UCA" and when it opened, a list of names appeared on the white screen.
"Fuck it..." She whispered, eyes wide.
She copied the file in her USB key and erased it off the computer praying for this informations to be nowhere else than on her USB key...

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