The Spy

I smile at his reaction. Even before he decodes the files, I already laid some precautionary measures regarding my privacy. There is nothing to worry about my security. But I follow in what he said. “What is your deduction based on your investigation?”

“I found out that they are spyware embedded on our communication. Someone might listen to us.” He almost whispering to my ears.

I distance myself a little bit from him. “We had the same assumption.”

“Do you mean you already know about the spyware?” He is confused for my action.

“Not as clear as your report being presented. I had the suspicion, but I cannot pinpoint where is the main problem. It is the reason that I needed your help.”

“What are you planning to do with it?”

“I also want to correct you. It is not someone. But I had a suspicion that we should refer it as something. It is not a person. It is machine.”

Mr. Scarface could not comprehend what I am talking about. He fell silent. When door automatically open. One of my exp