The two men glanced at each other silently and back to the woman. She was calm, focused and was clearly serious about what she had just told them. Gabriel's head lolled back for a second before he sighed heavily and began to chuckle, Morrison sighed and shook his head in disappointment
"Get a grip," Gabriel sighed. "We're funded by the United Nations,"
"True. But what's a parent to do when their child has gotten out of hand? Spank them and hope they learned their lesson or let them self-destruct?" Kallista questioned. "Not mention the casualties in France and the slow pull of funding from projects,"
The chuckles and smirks between the two men slowly faded as they realized the small bit of information she divulged was classified information.
"That caught your attention," Kallista smiled.
"Please elaborate Kallista," Morrison started.
"Deal first," Kallista stated firmly.
"Now she wants to play. Do you really believe that we're going to believe you after some ridiculous shit like that? C'mon now you're an MIT graduate," Gabriel half laughed. She smirked.
"I think you've forgotten Commander Reyes. As an MIT graduate, a current student at Harvard, a hacker who has infiltrated Overwatch's systems, Blackwatch's systems and others you forget that I can either compromise everything I touch," Kallista began. "If I wanted I can find every piece of information on every single person in the bloody place. Yes. Underestimate me," Kallista replied as she leaned a bit on to the table.
The two men looked at each other a little taken aback at the woman's confidence in what she had seen. Morrison nodded as he glanced at the man next to him, in turn, Gabriel rolled his eyes.
"You have our attention," Morrison began.
Kallista looked to Gabriel to confirm that there was a deal before she continued to speak, Morrison nodded in response. She lifted her cuffed wrists and moved a piece of her dark hair from her face before she began.
"The God Brigade and I gained access to a few members of the United Nations emails, phones, etc. We've monitored all of their files though conventional UN means and third party sources," Kallista began. "Someone within the UN has been going through know what you are looking for and look hard enough, you can see that someone has also been snooping in the servers," Kallista began and sighed.
"They were really messy about it, but that's beside the fact. I've seen things like the Omnic crisis...all the way back to the time of the SEP days of the military. Think of how those obsessed with Overwatch Conspiracy theories would salivate at the thought of getting their hands on those files…" Kallista smirked. "Fascinating material I must say,"
"Get to the point," Gabriel replied gruffly
"There's a monitoring bug within Overwatch. It has been watching everything single piece related to omnics, Japan, India and left a back door. On purpose," Kallista emphasized.
"The complexity of the back door wasn't made from a third party source, it was made from the inside. Perhaps from within Overwatch, perhaps from within the United Nations," Kallista shrugged. "I didn't bother to look into it,"
There was a pause between the three, a moment to process all the information that she gave them and their next steps. The fact that there was a mole within the Overwatch or Blackwatch ranks left their minds full of suspicion, doubt and who to trust.
The two men did couldn't deny the fact that there could be a mole within Overwatch, the leaks of the incidents in Japan and India did not happen itself, someone had to leak that information.
"Can you provide more proof than word of mouth?" Morrison questioned carefully. He carefully chose his words, he knew the weight of what the woman divulged and how he could no longer ignore the signs. He knew that she was a wanted hacker, nearly a terrorist and yet he believed what she said.
"Probably? I'm not quite sure. I mean I'm not your IT specialist or anything like that. Perhaps you can have your UN contact…what was her name…Verona? Look into it," Kallista trailed off as she leaned on the table again, her head hung low as she looked at the two men.
"Can I have some coffee?"
"No," Gabriel replied.
"After. I need you to focus Kallista," Morrison pressed. Kallista exhaled loudly as she brushed her hair over her shoulder before she began to speak.
"That's awfully rude. I've been here without food and water for nearly twenty-four hours…" Kallista complained and frowned at the two men. With a sigh she leaned back in her chair and began to speak again.
"There's always a trail...a bit sloppy. It was a bit of a bother to look into their shoddy back door," Kallista replied and huffed. "I would like to have iced coffee please with caramel and cinnamon, please. Also can we talk about these handcuffs?"
"They stay on," Gabriel replied.
"And the deal Strike Commander Morrison agreed to?" Kallista began.
"It's still on the table," Morrison replied, Kallista held up her wrists to for one of the men to remove the cuffs.
"Not yet. Reyes. A word," Morrison said as he walked towards the door. Kallista glared at the dark haired man as he looked down at her. He grumbled something incoherently and followed Morrison out.
"Pendejo!" Kallista shouted at the door.
"The crimes against her are substantial. Keeping her from capital punishment might be a little tough and a long battle. She's damn good at what she does and the fact that we are the only ones that know about this possible mole..." Morrison trailed off.
"I get what you're trying to say...but what makes you think that they would want a world-renowned hacker, lawbreaker, someone that will most likely be sentenced with treason on the Overwatch team, Morrison," Gabriel said as he crossed his arms.
"Not Overwatch. Blackwatch," Morrison corrected.
"I knew you were going to say that," Gabriel said as he watched the woman fidget with handcuffs around her wrists.
"Majority of your intel crew was killed during that ambush Gabe you-" Morrison began.
"Don't," Gabriel said firmly.
"Look...based on the needs of Blackwatch she would be a huge asset not only to your new Intel crew but also to Overwatch as a whole. With the overall integrity of Overwatch at stake and using her to take out the possible mole would do us both a service. You get a world-renowned hacker on your team and this mole is one less thing that Overwatch has to worry about," Morrison explained.
"You know it would help at least until I'm able to move resources for your team, I have three good people that I can give... I just need to make the arrangements," Morrison started.
Gabriel looked smugly at the man in front of him, he was already three steps in front of the man. The woman's reputation he already knew that she would be a huge asset for him but inadvertently had the man give him permission to add the woman to his team.
"Another law-abiding hacker on my team..." Gabriel said sarcastically and asked more firmly.
"Far from it, I guess they know how to pick you," Morrison commented. Gabriel sighed.
"I just had to give you my opinion on this…she would be more useful being productive than just sitting in prison for the rest of her life. But I digress, this is on you Gabe," Morrison said
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah," Gabriel sighed as he grabbed a datapad, bringing up the woman's information that they had on her.
"Don't be too harsh on her," Morrison said as he headed towards the door.
"It was just an act. She'll be fine," Gabriel said as he entered the interrogation room, solo.
Morrison, Jack Morrison was nervous about the woman's wealth of information she had on Overwatch and Blackwatch. He knew that she would have to be watched closely especially with the mention of the God Brigade. Morrison had heard of the group and how it was an elite division within an old hacktivist group called Anonymous, but to actually see the face behind the mask, the face of a promising MIT graduate, a Harvard Master's degree seeker, left the man with more questions.
He glanced at the two through the viewing glass more before exiting the room.
"Kallista Kaines. Alias, Fata Morgana Age 26, MIT graduate, currently enrolled in Harvard for a master's degree, wanted in four countries and eight states, charged with theft, providing information to national enemies, compromising national and global security, intellectual property rights violations, government defacement. You've been busy," Gabriel commented as he leaned back in his chair.
"I'm surprised they have that much, is that my real age? Are my measurements in there too? I'm not sure about those measurements or that age though," Kallista commented.
"It's what Blackwatch have on you," Gabriel corrected.
"Oh? Fascinating, maybe there's an 85 percent chance of it being correct," Kallista commented dryly. Gabriel scoffed as he watched her look through the file, he had no reason to doubt the information that they had on her.
"Why would such a young woman like yourself get into this line of work," Gabriel asked as he studied the petite woman across from him.
"The Legion called Anonymous. The division called the God Brigade," Kallista replied as she continued to read.
"Were you a part of the group or recruited?" Gabriel asked, slightly surprised.
"Recruited," Kallista replied.
"By who?" Gabriel asked.
"I don't kiss and tell Reyes," Kallista said as she turned her attention from the file and towards the man, a smirk played on her lips.
"Noted, but you didn't answer my question," Gabriel replied and gave her credit for throwing in a sly comment.
"It's been a while...even if I knew who it was. I keep my sources under lock and key, sealed behind these lips," Kallista replied.
"You wouldn't forget something like that but it seems like you hold loyalty to a faceless group that may have sold you out," Gabriel accused to see if he could rile anything else from the tight-lipped woman.
"That's a strong accusation, Reyes, very strong," Kallista replied, her eyes narrowing slightly.
"What was all of this for?" Gabriel asked he could tell that the woman was stubborn and wouldn't utter a word about either of the groups.
"Depends. They were all for different reasons. You know modern Robin Hood, A modern Golda Meir, etc, etc," Kallista replied as she pushed the data pad towards him. She leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs as she looked at the man.
"The money. What did you do with it?" Gabriel asked.
"Kept a tiny amount for myself, I have to pay for my education you know, the rest I donated to poverty-stricken neighborhoods...you know charitable means," Kallista replied.
"Name,"
"Camilla Luciano. You'll find donations under that name...over time," Kallista replied.
"The confidential data?" Reyes continued.
"That one is a little difficult," Kallista started.
"Explain,"
"The data wasn't exactly for me, they were contract deals for the shadier side of the God Brigade." Kallista continued.
"Who did you give it to?" Reyes asked.
"I don't know. We had contact information, but there was no direct person that handle this. I did what I did because I was young and wanted to test my skills more than anything. They didn't tell, we didn't ask," Kallista replied.
"That information that you took was sold on the black market and eventually ended up in the hands of the Secret Intelligence Services MI6," Gabriel replied.
"Lovely," Kallista replied sarcastically.
"Your intellectual rights violations…" Gabriel trailed off as he glanced at the datapad.
"They couldn't pin me on it. During my semester abroad they tried to accuse me of stealing confidential information...They just need someone to blame in China," Kallista scoffed.
Gabriel chuckled at the woman's response as he shifted in his chair and fidgeted with a pen in front of him. He knew that there was always something else that pushed people to this way of life and of course he knew that she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of his curiosity being stated.
He had no reason to doubt her skills, even just with the small talk of her 'accomplishments' around the world, her education, the skills that it took to complete a feat as such and not be caught was more than enough to be in Blackwatch.
Gabriel silently studied Kallista as she silently looked at him, her gaze not wavering as she gently drummed her perfectly manicured black nails on the table. Her sun-kissed caramel skin, the long ebony cascading over her shoulder, her full lips, almond-shaped eyes, the sharp icy blue eyes that stared back at him.
"We could be here all day talking about all of the charges against you...so, tell me why I should take off those handcuffs," Gabriel said as he looked at the woman's wrists.
"I would like to think that Strike Commander Morrison is a man of his word, if not that's false advertisement," Kallista replied cheekily. "Besides, I gave you information like you asked...unless this is your kind of thing Commander Reyes," Kallista replied. Gabriel chuckled a bit before he replied was silent before he replied to the woman.
She flirted with him regardless of her situation.
"Depends…you plan on using those pretty nails on me?" Gabriel question as he looked smugly at the woman. For a moment Kallista stopped to think on the suggestion, Gabriel chuckled.
"I would like to think you're a smart woman. You wouldn't do something stupid like that. But I'll be sure to watch you more," Gabriel replied. Kallista shrugged as she looked at her nails and waited for the man to continue to speak.
"This deal works under a few conditions, you work for me, you follow my orders, you have access to any tech by my permission only and when you do you will be watched," Gabriel began. "You no longer have individual freedom,"
"Be a good girl, stay out of prison. Got it," Kallista replied as she offered her wrists so that he could remove the cuffs.
"Correct," Gabriel replied as he placed the pen down on the table. "Consider yourself on probation. All the information about you will become confidential, you will disappear off the grid for a while. All of your computers will be confiscated-" he started.
"Not necessary," Kallista cut in.
"And why not?" Gabriel asked.
"A failsafe activated from my cell phone. You won't find anything except for an empty shell...If you want it you can have it," Kallista replied as she flipped her hair.
"You have solutions for everything...don't you?" Gabriel quipped.
"Yes," Kallista replied with a blank face.
"Whatever, one less thing for me to worry about, but I will have a team confirm your word," Gabriel said as he stood up and approached her.
Kallista's eyes followed him and looked up at him as he stood next to her. He looked down at her before taking her wrists and unshackled them.
"Thanks," Kallista said as she rubbed the red markings on her wrists. He instantly focused on the red marks on her wrists.
"Why didn't you say they were tight," Gabriel commented. Remnants of guilt had resurfaced from the time she resisted capture, he subdued her with a punch to the gut.
"I'm tougher than I look," Kallista replied as she began stretching her wrists.
"Do you need to be looked over...are your ribs ok?" Gabriel asked as he saw some markings of purple on her
"I'm quite sure there's a bruise but I'll survive. In the meantime, an iced coffee would be lovely," Kallista replied.
"Fine, let's go," Gabriel said as he motioned towards the door.
"Of course," Kallista said as she stood, stretching before she went towards the door.
