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The black car was worthy of praise from both aspects of glaze and price. It was Volvo S60 which was in the recent launch script. The black windows were as if shining brighter than the Sun.

The car's interior design and development structure awed every oddly dressed people with mugs near their garage to stop their gossips and admire it's beauty.

Out came a man of some stout figure, not so tall but in a good and formal posture. He wore a black tuxedo and black leather shoes with a shiny suitcase in his left hand, which was shinning even more when the sun's rays are reflecting.

"Hello, Mrs. Michelle." He said while bowing down and placing a light kiss on her right hand, eventually breaking the unborn silence unto the mother-daughter.

"Mr. Vergera, so nice to meet you." She said bowing down a bit.

"Shall we go inside then?" He asked while giving Isla a tight lipped smile.

"Sounds good" Samantha said while indicating the little one to go inside that building with her. All Isla could do was looking up her mother and that man in a confused way, once left to right and other right to left.

Who wears a tuxedo in the summer?

They entered the building.

The building was constructed in advanced mechanisms. There were black marble tiles all over the ground. The reception was made up of marble tiles as well but those are quite luminous than the floor ones. There were occasionally a few pot-plants planted here and there in mud plots. In short, this was the definition of perfection to Isla.

All she could do was to stare at the marvelous creation. All she wanted, at that moment, was to open her shoes and feel the cold hard marble tiles with her feet.

Imagine how could would they be?

She wore a grey baggy t shirt and a knee-length jeans. Her blonde hair was tucked behind her ears and her left hand was entwined with her mother's. The cold weather difference inside was so pleasing.

How can it be so cool inside there but so hot outside at the same time?

If this is not the definition of perfection then she doesn't know what is. She stared at the small size paper wall hanging calendar, marking this month.

'This place is mysterious and amazing at the same time.' She thought

Sam shot a look at the woman, standing nearby, indicating her to take Isla away from them.

Isla was soon sent in children zone with the woman and she went further inside, for a casual talk with Mr. Vergera.

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"Hmm.. so you're telling me that Miss Roger can be useful for us in this situation... but Mrs Michelle, she is still under aged. Moreover, we don't even know if she is fit for this job..." Herald said in an i-don't-think-it's-a-good-idea kind of tone.

They sat down in another room facing each other. A cold drink was placed in front of them and Samantha was still holding her tiny purse.

Mrs Sam pushed herself against the cushion, lazily, biting her lower lip while Mr Herald gave her a challenging look.

"Sounds scientifically true but Islared is different. She tunes to be that kind of girl who is into computer and hacking. I even found her reading some of my ethical hacking books sometimes." She said crossing her slim legs in front.

"Mrs. Michelle, reading books and doing it in real life is completely a different and on a free level estate. She probably just like the pictures in it" He replied while keeping both of his hands in front of him.

"I thought so too, until I saw it with my own eyes." She said casually.

"What do you mean?"

"It was more like five years ago, when I was given the monetary discharge keys for the chillary for the extra security code. I'm talking about that time." She said wondering.

"Uh huh go on"

"It was past midnight. And the result submission was to be held the next day. I almost gave up all hopes. I couldn't find a single way to break the chain, when Isla came finding me. And as a result, I got frustrated with her sudden silly question easily. But then something happened which changed everything in me"

" Details. Details" He replied, excitement pouring out of him.

"She cried out 'its right there' and pushed my chair and the mug away. She pressed certain keys and the computer screen went all out. I thought that was the end and that my every hard work just got drained away. I got super frustrated and was about to hit her when-" she cuts herself to aid the suspense.

"When??"

"The computer said 'accessibility unlocked'" she breathed out.

Mr. Vergera was left awestruck.

"I thought that was by chance too, but then I realized-" she manicured in.

"Realized?"

"Those books don't have a picture in them" she stated as a matter-of-fact-ly tone.

Mr. Vergera sat back defeated.

"She is really something" was all he could say.

"What if we just admit her to your agent training center. I heard it's an eight years course and it's very suitable for any inconveniences caused in any unknown situation. What if we prepare her for this mission? Believe me, she is really strict in her behaviour" Sam said in an assuring tone.

"Hmm.. okay. I think it will do good for both of our business. Say, when shall we continue?"

He asked with a smirk covering his lips.

With this, Sam abruptly stood up and made her way all through the children zone leaving him all aloof.

It's already time to move on.

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Happy Sunday to all! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Please let me know if there is any mistake regarding this part. I am sorry if the chapters are way too short but I am trying to make them long!

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