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Chapter 2: On the road again
Two hours, some broken equipment and a lot of curses later, the small team was on their way. While May behaved as quiet and composed as usual, Skye was nervous, chewing on her fingernails. She couldn't help but feel responsible for the risk they were taking, the time they were loosing. If she could just encrypt -
"Ehm, question", Hunter suddenly began, "or rather, questions. Why is a Swedish Oxford graduate living in Munich? And does anyone of you speak German? Or Swedish for the matter? I don't by the way."
"Negative", Skye replied, "I think Coulson does speak German though. Not helping us right now, but still."
May rolled her eyes. "He doesn't speak German but Dutch. It is related but not the same. I know some German. At least enough for our job. She speaks English anyway, no worries. Now buckle up, we're going down!"
As soon as everyone was seated, Agent May brought down their small plane to land on what looked like a small abandoned airport in the middle of nowhere.
"What is this? Looks kinda very creepy here", Skye remarked.
Her SO just shrugged. "Used to be a HYDRA facility in World War 2. S.H.I.E.L.D. destroyed most of it, only the runway and a few small hangars remain. Good for avoiding trouble and paperwork at the airport. Especially now as we are labled a terrorist organisation. Now get out and to the left shed over there while I park the plane!"
When Skye stepped out on the landingstrip, she realized once again how far she had come. The poor girl who had lived in a van and sometimes had barely been able to cope was now overseas, taking steps in another country. Such a travel would have seemed impossible a few months ago. Everything was changing so quickly that it sometimes took her breath away. But that was something she had accepted when she had joined S.H.I.E.L.D. For a moment the young woman worried how they could convince Edvardson to help them. Considering all that had happened to her since the day she met Coulson, Skye started to wonder if they had any right to convince her at all. That lady had already refused to join the agency twice, she must be quite firm in her decision. But to find out about her intentions, they had to get to her first. In the shed May had pointed out before they found gear, amunition and a shiny grey SUV.
"Not black?", Lance remarked, pointing out the obvious as usual, "that's something new and so inspiring!"
"Yeah, especially because grey is such a colourfull shade", the younger agent deadpanned.
Behind the two, May just huffed and gestured them to get into the car.
"Now, what we know is that Alexandra has just come back from Oxford and is staying at her father's house in Munich. His name is Björn Edvardson, he was born in Stockholm as well as his daughter, but now he is professor for Ancient history at the University of Munich. He had never been married to our asset's mother whose name is given as Adriana Averadopoulos, Greek, but disappeared shortly after the girl was born. Well, disappeared is relative, she left and was never heard of again. Apparently Edvardson didn't look for her either. Father and daughter lived in Stockholm where he worked as a private dozent and author and earned heaps of money. She entered primary school early and soon swapped to a German elite boarding school. She started showing lots of mathematical talent. Went to New Zealand on a school exchange. In year ten Alexandra temporarily dropped out to go to Rome with her father where he worked on a project, of course she also went to school there and had exceptionally good grades. Then she came back, went to boarding school again and graduated as year's best. After that, straight to Oxford. In the same year she also participated in the Maths World Championship Finals and started publishing about coding."
"That is very...academic", Hunter remarked, "what do we know about relationships? She sounds quite like a nerd!"
"Well, she seems to be socializing just right, keeps in contact with people from all continents via Facebook and Skype, even has a Twitter account", Skye answered, glad to be able to contribute more," but there are five people she seems to be closest with. Paul Sonnenweg, a guy she went to boarding school with and who happens to also live in Munich and Mila Wang, another girl from her neighbourhood. Then there is Francesca DiLago from Rome, Travis Herald from Oxford and Jessica North. I tried to contact North but the New Zealand unit has gone dark, no communication possible. Last thing I've heard is she was sent to Canada on a mission. The other friends aren't genii like she is, Herald is a troublemaker who always got away, don't ask me how. Wang has no record at all, Sonnenweg has quite a reputation in sports and DiLago is just gorgeous. But I could find nothing about Edvardson's romantic relationships."
Lance looked at her bemused. "She is 20 and no relationships? That exists? Or is she a secret nun?"
"Yes Hunter, people can live without having sex any other day. Maybe should try that out instead of hooking up with Morse again!"
Skye couldn't quite surpress a giggle when she saw the other agent's expression: Pure shock.
"I wasn't - okay maybe I was but it was definitely worth it! Also May, are you actually allowed to drive that fast?"
The woman in question grinned evily. "No speed restrictions on German highways."
Suddenly she pulled over, letting a not-buckled-up Hunter crash into Skye. Curses could be heard from the backseats but Melinda just smiled to herself. Someone had to teach those kids a lesson.
After about an hour, they stopped in a fancy neighbourhood, in the evening light the white walls and silver fences were sparkling, making everything look like out of a movie.
Lance whistled:"Looks nice: Perfect life. Dream come true. Which house it is?"
The younger agent looked at her laptop.
"It's in the next street on the corner. Google Street View tells me that there is a small whole at the back of the hedge. One could maybe pass through there to avoid sensors in the front of the house. As I have hacked her Facebook Messenger too, we know that Paul will pick up Alexandra at 8 and they will meet some friends at a club called 'The Blackbox'. So what's the plan?"
She looked at May who didn't waste any time to answer.
"As soon as she is gone, I go checking on the house, I'll see if I can find anything remarkable or suspicious. Skye, you're on coms, Hunter, you are going to check her out. Shouldn't be to hard for you."
"And how am I supposed to get there? We have only one car, remember?", the man asked with a crooked eyebrow.
"I am sure you will find a nice Ferrari to crack", May remarked dryly, "or are you rather into Porsche?"
"Nah, good old British Aston Martin", Hunter snapped while changing into something more fashionable and flashy.
"Sad thing Bobbi can not see you like that", Skye remarked, "I am sure she'd be impressed. Or, if I think about it, she'd probably rather like you with nothing on at all."
Lance shot her a glare while he and the older woman got out of the SUV, both heading into different directions. A few minutes later, an engine was started in the distance. Skye smiled to herself, apparently he had hotwired a car. Not that she had doubted his abilities in the first place.