"There’s a new hacker causing trouble," Eva said, fingering her earpiece. "A hacker even more difficult to catch than you were."
"And?" Calvin asked.
"And," Eva said, "we need your help to catch him."
"And... the deal?" Calvin asked.
"You help us catch the new hacker, we set you free. Kind of. Not totally free, but freer than you are now. You’re still forbidden from using the internet and whatnot."
"Hm… But I can be a regular person in society then?"
"Well, seeing as how to most of society the internet is pretty big," Eva said, "not ‘regular.’ But, other than that, yes."
"Okay," Calvin said. "I guess I’ll do it. Beats staying in this disgusting hotel."
"Great," Eva said. "I'll be there to pick you up in a few."
"I'll be waiting," Calvin said, smiling, and hung up.
Eva put her helmet on and mounted her motorcycle. The helmet’s visor immediately lit up and a holographic interface appeared.
"GPS," Eva said, "Brenton Motel." The interface rearranged itself to display a small GPS in the bottom left corner, just big enough for Eva to understand perfectly, while the rest of the screen cleared up for Eva to keep her eyes on the road.
Soon, Eva arrived at the hotel. She put her motorcycle key in her pocket and stepped off the bike, removing her helmet.
Immediately, the hotel’s various stenches filled Eva’s nostrils and she gagged, but she set her helmet on her motorcycle seat and continued onwards to the hotel anyways.
"Calvin Martin," Eva said to the concierge, flashing her FBI badge. "What room is he in?" The concierge lead Eva up to Calvin’s room, swiping his card in the door. Eva nodded in thanks and pushed the door open.
"Agent Martinez!" Calvin exclaimed, immediately leaping up from his bed and throwing a backpack over his shoulder. "Fantastic!" He said with a cheesy, overly happy smile and tone, then his voice went monotone to add, "Now get me out of here."
"In a minute," Eva said. "I rode my motorcycle here; no room for you. Some cars are coming for you."
“Some cars? I’m a hacker, not a mass murderer. What do you think I’m going to do?”
"I know you can't do anything," Eva laughed sarcastically. "Security measures or something. But let's wait outside. This place is disgusting."
Calvin nodded and followed Eva outside. Soon, two black cars arrived. A man got out of one of the cars and took Calvin’s bag, handcuffed him, and opened the back door for him.
"All right," Eva said. "I’ll meet you guys at the office in a few minutes." She got on her motorcycle and zoomed away.
Calvin watched through the window of the car as Agent Martinez sped away on her motorcycle.
"Hey," he said to the driver. "How am I supposed to put my seat belt on with these cuffs on?"
The agent sighed, unbuckling his own seat belt and getting out of the car to buckle Calvin's seatbelt.
Then he went back to the driver seat.
"Thanks, big guy," Calvin said. "Don’t forget to buckle yourself in, buddy." Calvin chuckled.
Soon, they pulled up to the HQ, or whatever the place was. The station, the office, Calvin wasn’t sure. The agent helped Calvin out of the car and walked him to Eva, then left with Calvin’s backpack.
"Whatever," Calvin said. "It was just clothes. So, Agent Martinez, what now?"
"Now," Eva said, "you follow me to my office so I can run you through the case."
Calvin nodded, and followed Eva into the building after she opened the door, scanning a chip in the palm of her hand onto the wall beside it.
There were counters on both sides of the doors. Security guards or something. There was an elevator at the other side of the room, with soda and snack machines nearby.
Eva lead Calvin into the elevator, pointing her gun at him the whole way up. “For security,” she said.
"Yeah, yeah," Calvin said. "I know. So, have you found anything out at all about the hacker yet?"
"Nope," Eva said. "None of my programs can find anything about him. It’s crazy."
"Yeah," Calvin said. "Especially since your programs traced me, and I thought I was pretty good... So he’s harder to trace than I was. Interesting. So, if he’s a better hacker than I, what makes you think I can find him?"
"Why shouldn’t you be able to?" Eva said. "And it doesn’t mean he’s a better hacker if I can’t catch him as easily as I caught you. He could be using different techniques or-- Adding any extra computer experts to the team will help us catch him."
Calvin nodded. "I guess that's true."
When the elevator doors opened, Eva looked at Calvin, then at the door, signalling for him to leave first. He understood, and listened. Then Eva stepped out of the elevator, close behind, her gun still pointed at him.
Eva lowered the gun, hesitated, then holstered it. “I don’t need my gun anymore. There’re hundreds of agents in here,” she said. “Try something and you’ll be dead within three seconds," she added, using fear as power over Calvin.
Calvin nodded, following Eva to her office.
Danny hesitated. "I'm sure you know, I'm a hacker with a lot of power in this city." He brushed his shaggy black hair out of his eyes. "And you already know too much, so I'll say it again: You can join me, or you can die. It's up to you."