A new try... Since now I'm using Leah about the girl I'm writing. You can call her Tsukiko/Laela/Leah... what ever you think it's suitable for the situation.
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Tsukiko's cell phone rang and Leah took it from the girl's back. She checked the caller's ID and frowned as she noticed three things: the number was recently saved and there was only one call from this call. And the way it was named... It was only one letter: M.
"Shannon, can you track down where this call is called?"
"Sure. No problem."
"Good..." Leah answered.
"Hello?"
"Is that you Tsukiko?" The answer came. Leah frowned even deeper. She vaguely recognized the voice but she wasn't sure. The voice continued speaking then: "Or is that you, Laela?"
"How'd you know?"
"A good guess."
"Then now is my turn to guess... You are Mark, aren't you? Why are you calling to Tsukiko?"
"We are kind of co-operating un-officially."
Tsukiko sat in a cafeteria in New Jersey and wrote down the information she had just gotten from Shannon. Her cell phone vibrated and she took it out from her pocket. She didn't recognize the number but was relieved it wasn't one of her friends.
"Hello? Who's this?"
"It's me... Mark."
"Why are you calling to me?"
"I'm asking for help."
"Help? You? Why? Besides, shouldn't you be dead?"
"The thing I'm asking is actually pretty easy. Just keep an eye on IU."
"Why should I keep an eye on your girlfriend?"
"Haven't you find weird some things she is doing?"
"If you mean her disappearings and all those connection... yes."
"Then you understand what I mean. Now-"
"Tell me one thing... Do you feel quilty because of killing that girl named Laela? I know you killed her and I also know I resemble her pretty much? Is that the reason you're asking for my help?"
"Nothing like that. At that time I just followed orders. The reason why I chose you is pretty simple. The organization knows the less about you and it's the hardest for them to replace you with someone."
"Is that because I live in Finland? It's so small country that there is nothing interesting to be found out?"
"Correct."
"And that also makes sense with your words you said when you came to meet me before our group left to Canada..."
"What did I say then? I don't bother to remember everything..."
"You said: 'If I can't trust in you, who can I then?' Or something like that..."
"Well then, are you co-operating with me or not?"
"Yes, un-offically..." Tsukiko paused for a moment and watched over her shoulder. A black van parked right outside the cafeteria.
"What now?"
"I got some problems... The organization is behind me because of that resemblance I just mentined to you."
"I see. I'll call you later." Mark hung up and Tsukiko drank her tea. Then she wrote a message for her friends and wen to pay her tea. She wasn't going to give her cell phone to Rod or anyone else.
Leah smirked. It was amazing how well Tsukiko had hidden that memory from her.
"I see. When you tried to call to Tsukiko for the second time I answered, right?"
"Yes."
"Was that everything?"
"Kind of. If I can't talk with Tsukiko I have nothing else to say."
"Well, bye then. But if you think I have forgiven you, you are wrong. I'm just talking calmly right now."
"I'd never think anything like that."
The call ended.
"Did you get his location?"
"Yes."
"Then... there is a change of plans. We are going to meet him. I wanna hear more about this everything... and also co-operate." Leah put sunglasses on her face and smirked. "I can't wait for meeting him..."