Ivan opened up his notebook as he began to draw more lines between users on the website and occurrences.
It had been over a week since discovering it and he spent his time trying to go through all its contents.
In his search, he discovered what kind of website it was. Apart from being a space for men--incels particularly--to rant about their hatred towards women and being rejected by girls in their life, there seemed to be groups that kept up with leaks of nude photos or videos.
The posts were so discreet that he couldn't tell if they were admitting to do so or not, but from looking up dates of alleged scandal being released, the website of origin, and posts either hinting to it or discussing it....it seemed evident the website had a deeper involvement than simply enjoying the leak (to his disgust) or spreading it.
And with Callie in particular, he noticed posts by a certain user talking from what appeared to be personal experience.
"As if he knew her," Ivan said aloud as he then opened his file with screenshots of what the user had been saying.
In researching, he had realized the user was an admin and was active on many of the "leak threads."
Ivan shook his head as he wrote a question mark under Callie's name.
Had it not been for the servers he designed to get through certain website walls, he wouldn't have seen that forum as most threads were locked to registered users only.
And though Ivan attempted to join for further investigation, he realized the process to be part was a little more revealing than expected.
Each member was required to send in a photo and there were questions to answer. While he could definitely bullshit the questions, for security reasons, he didn't want to send in his own photo. He couldn't use James' either for the same reason.
Ivan sighed as he brought his hand back to his mouse to continue looking through the website.
He then lifted a brow as he realized a new thread was created. Clicking it, his mouth fell as he then read through the contents of it.
His eyes went to the time on his laptop and he grabbed his phone.
"Come on, Lauren, pick up," Ivan said as he tried to contact her.
Since their argument, James and Lauren went back to barely talking. And though Lauren occasionally talked to him, she was still avoiding him.
As his call went to voicemail, he then took a deep breath before going to the next option. Who, definitely would be easier to contact, but he preferred not to as he wanted James to continue distancing himself from his life an assassin.
Though with the wellbeing of innocent women at stake, he had to pull him in once more.
"Sorry, James, sorry," Ivan remarked.
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"In two weeks I'll go back, but only part time," Nadine revealed. "I'll send you my schedule."
"Are you sure you're ready to go back?" asked James.
"Honestly, I don't know if para sakin pa rin 'to, but I want to get my salary back. And having Ron suddenly be around for a few days straight is making me want to go back because surprisingly barely ko siya nakikita diyan," Nadine replied. "Ugh, I don't even know why he had to stay around for a few days. Hindi natuloy ang mga plano natin dahil nandiyan siya."
"Wala na bang business conference?" asked James.
"Wala, pero may lakad siya next week," Nadine replied, rolling her eyes as she recalled her conversation with her father. "At least when I work, may excuse na tayong lumabas after."
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Kryptonite
FanfictionJames is an assassin, one of the most loyal and skilled. With a chance to take revenge on the man who killed his family, James is faced with his most dangerous challenge yet: The man's daughter, Nadine, who puts him at the crossroad of love and veng...