The Trader Agent

Chapter 5 - Eye Pod

Chapter 5

Eye Pod

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A meaningless conclusion calls

So quietly, the curtains fall

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The kittens mewed as they heard what they assumed was their guardian entering the house. The figure looked at the place. It was well maintained. There was no need to do any work here. It picked up all of the kittens, and by the time day arrived, a shelter employee discovered the box of mewing kittens outside it's doors.

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Ignus Barter

Ignus twirled around the phone in his hand. It was a generic model, and one would be forgiven for passing right by it. But this phone used to be in the possession of Haydar Esmund, famed member of The Eye better known as Green Eye. Ignus had taken it off his body before leaving it to the clean-up crew, as per Petra's orders, but it had a passcode.

The phone was meant to serve as a way for Ignus to try and search for the whereabouts of Red Eye who had until now eluded the capture of the Service, and Ignus felt defeated at the thought that out of everything he had faced so far, a simple phone passcode was what brought him and his mission down? Ignus sighed and leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. Maybe he should go get some milk.

"415823"

"What?" Ignus said turning his chair around.

"The phone passcode. Try it."

Ignus stared suspiciously at Petra who had just popped into his room, but decided he didn't have anything else to lose with this phone. Maybe he could try get a team of codebreakers from the Service to help out, or maybe just call the company that manufactured-

Unlocked.

Ignus gawped at the phone, and looked back at Petra with even more suspicious eyes.

"How did you know the code?"
"I went to Hogwarts as a child." Petra replied sarcastically.

"That's not a real place."
"You don't have any proof that its not real."
"You don't have any proof that its real either."
"Oh, I damn well do. The passcode worked, didn't it? Now stop asking me questions." Petra said and stormed off. Maybe Ignus shouldn't have been so hard on her.

Deciding that he was going to get a cup of tea before going through what was obviously a phone packed to the brim with important information, Ignus exited his room and walked down the stairs. As he entered the kitchen, he saw Petra was already there sipping a cup of water and she shot Ignus a cold look as he entered, and the mood was clearly tense.

"You know what brand the phone is?" Ignus asked.

"Is this a rhetorical question? It's clearly an iPhone 6, and surely anyone with half a brain could at least Goog-"

"No, it's an Eye Phone."
"What?"
"An Eye. Phone."

Petra took several seconds to process the information that Ignus had just said, before sighing in disappointment and silently sipping her cup, although Ignus could've sworn he saw a smile in the corner of her mouth. Ignus and Petra went quiet after that, with only the occasional breeze of wind coming through the open window to illuminate the silence. While Petra flipped through the newspaper that Ignus had read that morning, Ignus scrolled through the gallery of Green Eye's phone. There were pictures of many people, but they all seemed very much alive. Ignus guessed that Green Eye didn't like having pictures of dead bodies in his gallery.

Among the gallery, Ignus would always find several pictures of kittens sprinkled around. There were pictures of the kittens being fed, pictures of other cats loafing, and a group picture. Ignus looked at each member in the photo, hoping to find any useful information, but to no avail. It just seemed like a normal group of friends, hanging out in a place filled with a lot of... cats?

Green Eye really seemed like a cat person. Even his t-shirt was the same as the other people, and Ignus was sure that this was definitely not an Eye meetup. Then what was it? Ignus had to find out. Ignus forwarded the picture to his own phone after adding it to Whatsup, and sent it to the Secret Service Information Line that he received at the start of Project Retina. Ignus didn't know what information he would get, but information is what he needed to track down Red Eye, who had eluded even he best men of the Service so far.

Ignus continued to scroll through the phone, looking at pictures from the past month, then years, and years, and-

Ting-tong.

The sound that Ignus had not heard once since he moved into this house, a house who's location is only known to his neighbours, with an obvious "Do not Disturb" sign at the outside that Ignus had just put up yesterday, Ignus stood in shock at the sound of his doorbell ringing. He looked towards Petra, hoping for a hint of what to do, but she was gone. Not even her newspaper or mug was left, behind, and Ignus realised he had to do this himself.

He ran towards his mid-grey suit, fumbled through it and extracted the gun from it and tried putting it in his pocket, before realising it wouldn't fit. He scrambled to put the suit on, putting the gun in it's inner sleeve, got his tie haphazardly tied onto his neck, and ran downstairs.

The doorbell sound was now replaced by a knocking sound. Whoever was outside managed to bypass Ignus' keypad passcode and is now at his door. Ignus drew a deep breath and with his other hand clutched onto his gun hidden within his suit, he opened the door.

"Hello, Special Agent Ignus Barter."