Getting a closer look at the Sarkin, she realised he was actually a foot taller than her, broad chested, and muscular. He gazed down at her through slightly glowing red eyes. With a start, she realised that they were cybernetic implants. Which probably meant he could be staring at her completely naked right now...
"Olivia, my name is Agent Vanger, and I'm with the intergalactic police. My task force and I have been assigned to help you locate the man known as Valarr Zaku and eliminate him." He steps down from the ramp and walks over to one of his team members, who is holding a briefcase. The sarkin, a female, she realised, flipped open the briefcase. Inside was a small metallic teardrop shaped device, which was pulsing slowly with a blue light.
"This little marvel here is the tracker we created for the Jacker. You see, we realised after scanning a hacked device within minutes of a hacking, that he had left a mark. His... Signature, you could say." He takes the tracker out of the box, holding it between his index finger and thumb. "Point this thing at a hacked device as soon as you can, press the button, and it will scan it, get the signature, and track it to its origin. A map will display as a holographic projection, showing his location and the fastest route there. What we want you to do is, be both the bait and the trail. We will wire one hundred thousand fake credits to your account. No man can resist that. He will try to hack into your account, and then you have to scan it within two minutes. All clear?" He says, giving her that piercing stare again.
"Olivia, my name is Agent Vanger, and I'm with the intergalactic police. My task force and I have been assigned to help you locate the man known as Valarr Zaku and eliminate him." He steps down from the ramp and walks over to one of his team members, who is holding a briefcase. The sarkin, a female, she realised, flipped open the briefcase. Inside was a small metallic teardrop shaped device, which was pulsing slowly with a blue light.
"This little marvel here is the tracker we created for the Jacker. You see, we realised after scanning a hacked device within minutes of a hacking, that he had left a mark. His... Signature, you could say." He takes the tracker out of the box, holding it between his index finger and thumb. "Point this thing at a hacked device as soon as you can, press the button, and it will scan it, get the signature, and track it to its origin. A map will display as a holographic projection, showing his location and the fastest route there. What we want you to do is, be both the bait and the trail. We will wire one hundred thousand fake credits to your account. No man can resist that. He will try to hack into your account, and then you have to scan it within two minutes. All clear?" He says, giving her that piercing stare again.
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