Hunch (3)

The hacker's voice crisply echoed in her mind.

'Now that I think about it, I actually tried to check if I will be able to get his sched, and I did. If he's not the one you're looking for, then it is nothing suspicious. But if he's the real deal, then he's either too lax about himself, or purposely masqueraded as a normal guy as to not alert his 'colleagues' from the deep and dark web.'

Amelia opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful flower garden before her. It was around 9 pm of the next day, at the party thrown within Alina Victory Hall by the new city mayor as a celebration for being this year's host city of the Olympics.

She held the champagne flute in one hand while leaning forward to the elaborate metal railing of the hallway. Three meters away, diagonally behind her was the side entrance to the luxurious hall. Since that door was not closed, the elegant classical music mixed with faint laughing noises drifted past to her ears.