The moment I sat on the bike. Cleo sat in her car determined to follow me to the ends of the earth. The profanities blared were off the charts. While the urge to dip my ear piece in hand sanitizer was rising I had to keep a level head as I waited for the opportune moment to say turn the lights green or block her car with some sort of accident or maybe an eighteen wheeler. I told them to find an ambulance or a vehicle that can block them so I can get to my destination. Tanya said that she is already on it. She has ordered an eighteen wheeler to block her and it will do the trick about two blocks away. I just had to keep going straight. My driver was getting instructions as we spoke. True to her words an eighteen wheeler broke down effectively blocking her. I was able to get to my destination while a duplicate of me wore my clothes and drove around L.A. pretending to do sight seeing. I was dressed as a homeless person and told to wait for orders. I made it clear that I am no scapegoat. These people promised that I won't be one. After ten minutes I was taken to an abandoned soup kitchen. The floorboards were seen pried open to reveal a myriad of weaponry. I took the knives as it was HER favorites. I took a syringe because it was my favorite. But I was told to put it all back since I will be using a ghost gun procured from a local pharmacy.
We reached our destination and I got my gun. I was taken to scope my target. He was lightly guarded so getting him is going to be easy. I asked for a few boxes of nails. I was asked to repeat my order. I told them to trust the process. They did as asked and I had them redirect them towards a more desolate area. I sprinkled the nails all over and took my position. The tires went flat and I took the gun and blew their brains out before collecting their phones, laptop, the car's computer and other essentials that I deemed necessary. Unfortunately the creep was on the phone so he dialed nine one one. I took a few flammable liquids and poured it all over before setting it all on fire. I brought the goodies to Tanya and she thanked me for them. I took a shower with odor neutralizing products and changed back to my original outfit. I had my doppelganger take a few dozen pictures and had the hackers manipulate the pictures and corresponding social media post so my roomie would think that I was nowhere near the crime scenes. I was told that the new hit list will take time so I should head home. I asked if they got what I had asked for and I got a huge chunk of brisket, Mac and cheese and a bunch of sausages. I came back and my roomie was waiting for me. She gave me a once over as I gave her a huge bag of food. She examined it and asked if I was planning to feed the entire building and the ones next door. I said, "This is a light snack. I remembered eating these back home. I wanted to eat it but felt lonely so I came home to eat it with you." We went upstairs and I intentionally left my phone unlocked so she could have a look at my messages. According to Tanya she checked my camera and messages. All she found was a notification for platelet donation and an invite to a charity for orphans. She saw that I had taken selfies in a select few places. She typed my number on her laptop and she got to see that the pictures correlated with where my phone said it was. She checked social media and finally gave up the idea that I was some sort of top secret hit woman.
The hackers were laughing hysterically as Tanya said, "The perks of being a vigilant ex-cop." I smiled, "I was the best in my field. When my ex-husband wasn't walking around spiking my beverages for kicks." The nerd who calls him Raven said that he is going to stay awake all night to compile the list of adversaries. He should have a complete list by the end of the week. I waited another ten minutes and walked out to see that she was arranging the dishes. We sat and ate quietly. I asked her how her day was and she said that she feels like she is in the twilight zone. People are being killed and notes that they are corrupt people. Someone is playing vigilante and she has no clue where to begin. I asked how she came to the conclusion that it is a single person. These people have swindled many people. It is possible that someone who had been wronged has decided to take matters into their own hands. Each one deals with a different type so to say that it is a single person would be ridiculous. I have previously dealt with these types of people. Mostly because these people have hurt someone they loved so this was some sort of retaliation. She gave it a thought and said that there are no similarities between the killings. The way each one was murdered suggests different people were involved.
She bluntly asked me what my assignment was specifically. I grinned, "My job is to go from one place to another and eavesdrop on conversation to find out who is out to kill witnesses. If these people come to kill the witness then my job is to stand with the US Marshals and fight them to death. Other than that my job is to enjoy the peace and tranquility of being away from things that used to stress me out." She asked me why the Marshals are not involving the FBI or the police. Why would they have me investigate when there are those more capable. I grinned as I chewed on a piece of burnt end. I swallowed before replying, "The leak came from the Feds. He confessed to trading sensitive information in exchange for a false witness testimony. After which he put the business end of his own gun to his mouth and squeezed the trigger. I have proven useful to the Marshals previously. So as a covert agent I have helped them save a dozen witnesses" She started swearing. I grinned, "Of course there are corrupt cops who go around scouting for people who may or may not be federal witnesses who are hiding. Why do you think I asked to speak to Frank from internal affairs. I didn't ask for five minutes of his time for his looks. I used to be a photographer. I have seen men who would make you forget that you have your finger dipped in boiling water. He was caught red handed conversing with someone. He gave them a few pictures and the people in said pictures were witnesses who were found dead. The signature to all fifty three killing all matched the signature of the infamous sanctuary killer. I just want to know who he is so I can find a way to protect my brother in law and go home to my husband." She spat out her Mac and cheese and coughed violently. She refused to eat another morsel until she had this in the ropes. She pulled out her phone and called dispatch to have rookies drag him out of a restaurant. I told her to be careful as the US Marshals had informed me that these guys have hacked the nine one one call center. They are looking for key words that would help narrow down who was with them and who is not. He would only make ten feet then he would be gunned down. And then we are back to square one. She gave me a look to say that this wasn't her first rodeo. I shut up the moment she dialed. I stayed quiet with baited breath. But like I said he was gunned down.
The police took him to the hospital. He was in surgery for two hours. He was in such pain that the doctors decided to put him in a medical induced coma. Determined to find answers she had the police open an investigation against him to figure out how corrupt he was. My video was handed in as evidence but I had made sure that I wasn't on it. His entire life was observed under a microscope and with a fine tooth comb. Investigators found many discrepancies. One in particular where his signature was found on the evidence locker regarding missing diamonds. It wasn't the only thing. They discovered he had a second phone and he was using it to contact people in gangs to tip them off about raids. He had confessed to manipulating the scenario by going after officers who had arrested these dishonest people. He explained how he had gone above and beyond to set them free for a nominal fee. The pay depends on the situation. Since he likes to gamble he was asked by a bookie to find him someone who is likely to be a person of interest. He hit the jackpot when he tailed a US Marshal to his charge. The man took a few snapshots and passed them around. Hoping for something. He knew that he had struck gold when he was paid in diamonds in exchange for locations. But the details were fuzzy so we had to wait till he was conscious. In the meantime he was denied pay and he was suspended effective immediately. The euphoria was short-lived as he mysteriously died. An autopsy revealed an air embolism had induced a heart attack. Security cameras revealed nothing. More swearing and punching from law enforcement as we were shoved back to square one. I did make sure to sneak in a hacker who had downloaded his entire roster. So now we have something to go on. As the new list was being compiled the think tank went into overdrive looking for ways to figure out how to get me out safely after my kills. Because now they understand that there is someone who has guessed I am vigilante. I can't move out because that will confirm her suspicion. I can't move elsewhere because it will complicate things. I suggested that we clone her phone. I waited till she was in the shower to do so. Now Tanya gets a notification every time she does.
I got the black notice a week later. It means to go somewhere and collect data from servers. I was ordered to sneak into a black site. Jake is going there to be briefed by his boss. I was instructed to find a way to get there so I chose to break into his car. I hid in the secret compartment in his car seat. I waited till we were in and I got out and the signal was jammed. I opened the empty elevator shaft and climbed my way up. After playing hide and do not seek. I found myself in the armory. I took pictures and hid as someone walked in and grabbed a Sig before walking out. A few almost busted moments later I found myself in the server room. I was given specific instructions. I did as I was told I implanted a small worm program so it will be a back door for hackers but I also downloaded everything I could get my hands on. I finished downloading and quietly walked out. I managed to sneak back into the car. Jake parked his car on the ground level and I waited for the comms to reactivate so I know that I am not in this building anymore. I heard the engine roar. After forty minutes he stopped the car. Comms told me he was far away and that there was no one in the vicinity.
I quietly snuck out and found myself in a desolate area. I made it to civilization and was told to hop on a bike to go kill someone. I was taken to a hotel and I poisoned my victim and walked away. I made it pretty far when he keeled over. I forced myself to remain calm as I walked out. The police felt something was off about me so he gave my description. The others told me to run and I turned a corner before bolting. I hid inside a building seized by the bank. I hid behind the couch as Cleo came in and called my name. I smiled as Tanya started swearing like crazy. As I took off my shoes and glided across the floor I realized that she was by herself. I subtly instructed Tanya to use the cloned phone of mine to call Cleo. Tanya asked for the relevance. I told her to pretend she is me. It took her a few minutes to process. I made it clear to mask her voice to make my roomie think I am elsewhere. Cleo kept calling me as the nerd squad kept typing like crazy. Tanya swore like a sailor as she dialed my roomie's number. She answered and got the shock of her life. Tanya pretended that I was in a crowded place and casually walked into a more quiet place so that I could clearly ask her for detailed directions. She was stunned. I heard nothing for twenty minutes before she spoke. I took the opportunity to get as far away as possible. I am glad I did because uniform cops came sporting body cams. She gave directions to Tanya and Tanya sent her a fake selfie as proof. Cleo was forced to think that I was someone else. She had her team search far and wide as I slipped out the back door. I got out to the street to see a tour group and I was instructed to join them. I blended well with the crowd and soon I was on the bus as far away from them as possible. My actual phone was switched off so if she tried to track my whereabouts she would find only Tanya's location. So I had her send the phone on a wild goose chase to be on the safe. Tanya sent me a series of thank you as Cleo did have them check my whereabouts. I got the cloned phone and made a video call. She had no choice but to apologize. She said that she will make it up to me with dinner.
Cleo came home at midnight so I had any and all incriminating evidence removed. I waited till I was certain she was coming to cook dinner. She saw the food and looked embarrassed. I gave her a glass of strawberry fizz and told her to relax. She asked me how my day was and I said that I was tasked with following a suspect. I showed her the body cam footage. After a certain oopsy daisy incident the audio stopped working so it was to my advantage. She asked who it was and I said I thought it was an acolyte but it was a human trafficker. He is having a shipment of girls transported to L.A. soon. But unfortunately I was unable to get further information as he felt that someone was eavesdropping. So he cut short the conversation and drove off. Cleo asked for any detail that could be handy. I gave her the licence plate number and she said that she will people handle it. I left my door open deliberately. I needed her to trust me and this was the only way to do it. I stepped out to secretly speak to my husband and she snuck into my room to have a peek. I couldn't reach him but I waited a minute more before stepping back in. She looked totally stupid as I walked in on her. I gave her a smile, "Thanks for helping me change the sheets." She gave me a moronic look and I said, "I have nothing to hide sweet pea. Come and go as you please. For now help me with these sheets they smell." She helped me with the sheets and stepped out to change into something comfortable. I shut the door and everyone started laughing hysterically. I politely asked everyone to be extremely careful. So far no one has busted us. I am concerned that someone will. I would like to re-encrypt my ear piece. Tanya said that I will get a brand new one in the morning. But for now take a breath and enjoy my evening. I heard a nerd call out. "Good luck." To which Tanya responded, "Stop rubbing it in. It's tacky" He said Good luck again and I replied, "Ya think"