Dirty Little Secrets

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You two were sat at a table inside far away from all the other patrons. While you waited for your orders you decided to talk a bit about the information.

"So do you have any knowledge of where he might be?"

"I have a source that tells me he left here a month ago..."

You sighed. Of course it wasn't going to be this easy. He has slipped under cover for so long now that it was obvious there was going to be no way of knowing when and where he was going to be. Hell you didn't even know if you were going to catch the slightest glimpse of this slippery hero. Ana couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why are you laughing?"

You puffed out your cheeks like a grumpy child.

"Because you didn't let me finish darling. Don't get mad till you hear what else I have to say."

Blushing you let her continue this time.

"Even though my source says he's not here I still know where he is at."

There was a slight pause as she brought out a map for you to look at.

"He should be here in the city or hiding in the jungles, whatever he can do to hide himself from anyone and anything that may be able to track him. I don't know how long he will be here either but it may be safe to say that he's staying there because of the local crime."

The city she was referring to was Peru in South America. It was a very well picked out spot. It was off the map, thick rain forests to hide in, easy for a soldier like him. With his training he could easily live in there for years... as long no wildlife got to him first.

"So has he just been jumping from place to place because of the crime or is he locating specific targets?"

"It's not easy to tell but we think he may be searching for a someone in particular. But so far he's only gone to some places that have high crime rates."

The next thing she spoke in a hushed whisper.

"We think that he's trying to find a man called Reaper. He used to be a Gabriel Reyes, a higher ranked official. It's hard to say if they're actually connected though since there isn't much intel to go by."

You guys stop talking as you thank the waiter for your food. As soon as he left you continued talking about information.

"So with all these 'ifs' do you think I'll even be able to get close to him?"

Doubt filled your eyes and Ana could definitely detect it, but she remained confident.

"I have no doubt with someone who's as skilled in detective work as you couldn't be able to find him. But if you want to catch him you must act quick."

She took out some sort of laminated paper.

"Here, this is a first class flight ticket for tomorrow. I'll come by and bring you to the airport. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner about it but I figured if I didn't tell you you couldn't say no."

A smug smile soon showed on her face. You chuckled as you elbowed her playfully.

"Ok. But you really didn't need to."

"Nonsense. I insist. I'd like to see him as much as anyone else. It's been so long..."

Her words trailed off. Obviously she got sucked into reminiscing about old times. It became quite obvious that she had a past with Jack. This made you slightly jealous.

" Well I'm sad that I don't get to enjoy this wonderful place for another day."

You couldn't help but sigh. Sweden was a pretty nice place. Cold, but nice.

"It's not like you can't come back and visit here. I'll always have a welcoming hand, and so will the other members. Don't forget you can call upon any of us else if you ever need anything."

Her words were kind and obviously from the heart. You'd love to take upon the offer but there probably wasn't going to be another chance of you getting any more time off once you were finished. As long as there was a fight there was going to be no rest. Especially not for someone as skilled as you.

"Thank you Ana. I'll make sure to take up your offer sometime."

You two finish up your lunches. As you both leave you say your goodbyes. Since it was still early you decide to go look around. Walking down the street you see many beautiful shops filled with different trinkets and odds and ends. But a certain piece of jewelry caught your eye. Stopping you go back and take a look at the necklace. It was made of gold and silver. It resembled the Overwatch symbol perfectly. It almost seemed to glow in the light. But as you were admiring the piece you felt as though someone was watching you. But not just glancing at you, like someone was staring so intently that it would bore a hole in the back of your head. Spinning around you see no one looking at you. Even though the intensity of the feeling went away it was still there. So you decide to go in the shop because you planned on doing that anyway. The clerk greets you in Swedish and you respond back. It's always nice to know the native tongue.

"Hur kan jag hjälpa dig?"

The clerk asks how they may help you. You respond back that you would like to know more about the necklace in the window. She gladly goes and grabs it. But while the clerk was away someone else came in the store. You quickly glanced at them and looked away before they even realized you looked at them. They didn't seem out of place but you had a gut feeling they weren't just perusing as you were. As soon as the tension was getting high the clerk came back. You look at the magnificent necklace for awhile and decide you will buy it. Going over to the register with the lady you can feel the person staring at you. Was this person just nosy or were they looking for your information?  You pay with cash so you don't leave behind your trace. and thank the clerk leaving the store before you almost choked on tension. Getting outside the store you breathe in the refreshing cold air. The cool air made you feel easy. You knew this was going to be a hard job and there's bound to be more people like that who's probably looking for Jack too. But being careful you decide to go to several other places and hopefully losing anybody who was trying to find where you stayed. Sighing you laid down on the bed and soon fell asleep.






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