*A couple weeks later*
I sifted through all the camera feed that I'd hacked from the alley in India. I was unsure what my next step was, I hadn't put any names to the faces on the feed, it's been weeks, I was growing impatient. I sighed finally deciding to use my IMF resources, they'd find out my location eventually anyways. I logged onto my computer and used their fancy computer recognition software to see if I got any hits. I didn't, what was the use of the system if I couldn't get a single hit on the man or the woman I saw. Their faces were burned into my memory, I closed my computer and sighed rubbing my eyes with my hands and leaning back in my chair. I'd been researching for a really long time already maybe I should take out my energy with yoga or something. Stretching might do me some good.
**Later that day**
Iceland was beautiful. I stretched near my giant window so I could see the incredible sunset. I had been getting into drawing lately since I had not much else to do. I had been getting slightly better than just being able to draw stick figures. So I decided to try and come up with a better less fuzzy face for the man and women who shot me. I took the photo from the video footage and tried to draw the faces I saw in better perspective. I looked down at my drawings surprised with myself. I saw a man with glasses and blonde hair, he seemed clean cut and his cold blue eyes were hostile. The woman was a bit different she had brown hair and greenish blue eyes, she was stunning. I was surprised how familiar she looked however I couldn't place where I'd seen her before. I took it and scanned both drawings into my computer and ran facial recognition again, however, I wasn't going to get my hopes up. He probably wasn't in the system anyways. But her, she might be... I kept the computer on hopefully coming up with a hit soon. Finally a ding came from the device. Ilsa Faust.