An Evening With Eva

Episode 51

There were a few agents in the room in
strategic positions and a handful outside the
building. Sophia wore a gold necklace with a
golden Versace head pendant. It was not just
a pendant. It was a tiny but powerful indoor
camera. There were five agents in a black ford
van six buildings away from the Galleria,
working the phones and watching every single
surveillance footage within a kilometer radius
of the vicinity. Ope was in the van and he was
responsible for Sophia’s safety. He had access
to the tiny powerful camera embedded within
her necklace.

“A lovely couple, aren’t they?” Ope said
The golden studs that Sophia had in her ear
holes were not just earrings. They were audio
receptors to listen in on whatever information
Ope and other agents had for her.
“Ope. You really want to look for trouble don’t
you?” Sophia replied, walking towards the
cinema entrance to join the already long
queue of waiting people. She spoke very
subtly, barely opening her lips. Nobody
noticed anything.
“Pardon me ma’am. It was just a harmless
observation.” Ope replied.
Sophia cleared her throat, making soft
grunting sounds. Ope understood what she
wanted.
“It’s a code green. Targets are visible and the
weather is good enough to tango. We are
keeping close watch on the two lovebirds. If
we get a point of entry, we will pass the
information to you at once.” Ope said.
“Okay. Good. What can you see from CAM 2?”
Sophia said again, very quietly covering her
lips with her left palm
CAM 2 was the surveillance camera attached
to the door allowing entry into the viewing
room.

“All clear. Sean has been whispering into
Eva’s ears too often. I’m thinking they may be scheming something. Be careful Agent S.” Ope said.

Sophia did not reply.

She reached into her pretty diamond studded
purse and took out a small lipstick. It had a
button attached to it. It was not a lipstick but
an ultra sound disrupter. When activated, it
sends very high pitched frequencies through
the radio waves, disrupting any kind of signal
for the 50 meters. She had brought the ultra
sound disrupter just so that she could
ascertain if Sean was having help from
outside. She had earlier warned all agents
working with her that when Ope gave the sign,
they should all deactivate their ear buds so
that they do not get affected by the disrupted
signal.

Sophia brought the lipstick to her chest level
so that Ope could have a good view. She held
it there for three seconds. It was more than
enough time for Ope to warn the others. As
the queue began to move slowly she pressed
the button.

Immediately Sophia pressed the button, Sean
held his head in his hands. He was in
excruciating pain. Eva tried asking him what
the problem was but Sean was in too much
pain and unable to reply. He tried to control
the pain, but it was sharp and tore through
his head. The device in his ear was delivering
a very high pitched sound and only he could
hear it. The people behind him wondered what
was going on. Eva tried desperately to talk to
him but he would not reply. Still in pain, he
put his left forefinger into his left ear and
pulled out the tiny round device. He felt
relieved. He held the tiny device in his hands
as they entered the very dark viewing room.

“I think it’s faulty. It almost turned me deaf.”
Sean said to Eva, handing the device to her.
Eva collected the device from him, keeping it
in a small area of her handbag. As they
climbed the stairs in the viewing room and
walked through the row of seats, Sean looked
round and backwards. The room was dark but
he was hoping that he could pick out a
familiar face. He could not.

Sophia smiled. She had witnessed the small
drama. Her instincts had been right after all.
Sean and Eva were not working alone.
The Colonel opened a plastic bottle of Coke
and drank the contents up till half. He had
lost contact with Sean a few minutes back. At
first he almost panicked. But when the
transponder came on again, he understood
what had happened. Someone had used a
Sound Disrupter. Before the connection went
off, there was a brief static. He had heard
Sean’s barely audible groan before the
connection came back on. He had tried to re-
establish contact, calling Sean’s name several
times to no avail. Some one knew that Sean
was not alone. The Colonel knew that if he
decided to go in, the whole operation would be
jeopardized. That was exactly what they
wanted him to do. Draw him out of obscurity
and nail him. Sean was going to have to find
a way out of this one on his own. Deep inside
him, The Colonel had no doubts whatsoever of
what of Sean was capable of.

He sipped his coke and prayed that all would
go well.

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Ambrose was sitting in a chair inside a large
and beautifully furnished office. He was la!d
back and relaxed, his back resting on the
swivel chair and his legs crossed on the desk.
He had his hands behind his head as he
listened to the soft jazz that played from his
very old Ipod Unlimited. The office formerly
belonged to Tawo. Upon his recovery Ambrose
had been instructed to take control of the
Operations of BeeHive. The current objective
was to isolate The Colonel. Ambrose was also
monitoring the Galleria Operation, serving as a
back end last resort if things got out of hand.
“Incoming message from BeeHive Agent
Ambrose.” An electronic voice said from the
42 inch computer screen on the wall in front
of him.

“Let’s hear it Iris.” Ambrose replied.
“The Colonel left target coordinates eighteen
hours ago. He was spotted in a black Mazda
Mpv Le with unregistered plates. Sean and Eva
were in the same car.” Iris finished.
Ambrose jerked from his chair and got up
immediately. He pressed a button on his
table.
“Tell me you have more than that.” Ambrose
said.
The button was a direct connection to BeeHive
working in the floor below him.
“Actually we do.” Someone replied.
“Is that Agent Nedu?” Ambrose asked.
“Reporting sir. After we sent that mail, we
tracked the car carefully, noting all landmarks
that it had passed through. It stopped S70W
degrees and has not moved beyond that for
fifteen minutes now. We tracked the
coordinates and it is just half a kilometer
before the Galleria. The images are being
transferred to your screen as we speak” Nedu
replied.

Ambrose turned and faced the huge monitor,
hung on the wall. The satellite image of a
map on the computer zoomed in on a street.
It automatically got out the image of the car
and its surrounding.

“Nedu, deploy the micro sensors and give me
an automatic scan of the whole car.

Fingerprints, hair samples, saliva, fart,
anything! I need to know who and who were in
that car. Get me the footages from the nearby
CAMs. Streamline them and pick out any
relevant information that may be of use to us.
I want that report immediately. I’m just got a
cup of warm coffee from the mug. I’d better
get that report before this coffee gets cold.”
Ambrose threatened.

“Roger that sir.” Nedu said and went off the
line.
Ambrose opened the drawer to his desk and
took out a long white ear piece. It had a
single cable that connected his ears and his
lips. He pressed a button on it and waited as
it rang in his ears.

“Ambrose. Any updates?” Ope said as Ambrose listened in through his earpiece.
Ambrose was pacing the room now, one hand
on his hip while the other swiped an ipad.
“The Colonel is near you. We spotted his
transport not too far from you. Bee Hive is
currently looking for additional info. Be on the
alert.” Ambrose warned.
“Copy that Ambrose. I will keep a watchful eye
on proceedings although I think Agent S has
an idea already. She has frozen the
communication between Sean and The Colonel
by activating the Ultra Sound Disrupter. Sean
was wired and he fell out. I don’t know what
she has planned and I haven’t been able to
talk to her. I guess she wants no interference
whatsoever.” Ope replied.

“So we wait?” Ambrose asked
“No. Nobody waits. Just keep a tab on
BeeHive. Be our eyes out here. We have five
Cams around this 1kilometere radius. You can
hack into them and control the survelliance
system. Have Bee Hive maintain a constant
trace, looking for matches between the
exhibits they have and the available frames
the surveillance would produce. If the Colonel
makes a move you should be able to see it
before I do. Then we can counter.” Ope
advised.

“Alright then soldier. Over and Out.” Ambrose
replied and the line went dead.
As Ambrose sat back in his swivel chair, the
door to his office opened.

“Hello Ambrose. Thank you for holding forte. I
will take it from here.”
It was the General.