Written 29th june, 2020

Posted sept. 3rd, 2020

I decided to follow Blake to his house to infiltrate it as soon a possible.

I knew that if I wanted to discover what his name was, and rat him out, I could only find it at his house. He could hide his identity at his workplace. But at his house, he had to get government papers.

I thought following him would be hard. Since he's important and a lot might want him dead, I though he'd at least want guards following me.

Once again, he surprised me.

He walked in an empty street completely by himself, almost swinging his arms with me a few meters behind, pretending to be following a map on my phone. That made me frown. And believe even more he was putting the "I'm unpredictable so watch your mouth and actions around me".

I got his address. It wasn't too far from his workplace. He walked there. When he opened the door, I saw his secretary open it for him. Her eyes met mine and stayed too long. It's almost like she knew who I was and what I was doing. And shook her head.

Blake yelled at her for leaving the door open too much. And I winced.

He was such a jerk to her. What had she ever done to deserve that treatment?

It's when I was going home that it was trickier.

I was passing under a tree, when a folded piece of paper fell in front of me. I looked up at the strong tree full of green leaves, trying to find someone.

I didn't find anyone.

I should have not opened it. It would have stopped me from showing up at Blake's house the next day, again.

"I know who you are."

My blood turned to ice in my veins. I was afraid to move, to blink, to turn my head. The person who had sent me the message must be watching me.

I turned around slowly, trying not to give away the fact that I was terrified, or had any reason to be.

Other than a man wearing all white and big black glasses blocking his view looking in my direction, there was no one. Was it Blake who had let me on purpose know where he lives to catch me the next morning?

Had it been a trap, and I fell headfirst into it?

But clearly someone knew who I was, and it was a matter of question before someone sold me out.

I walked fast out of the park. Then I when I was out of view from him, I ran full speed to the train station. I couldn't even take my AirCar.

I wondered if my guards, who knew it was me autumn, undercover, if they had seen.

Fueled by the need to finish my mission beforebeing caught, and feeling so close to the end goal, I decided to infiltrate his