Chapter 328 - Boginya

Name:Help...My Wife is a Spy Author:Yunyi
Inside a bar on the opposite end of Boracay, Joel Gabriel Santos was sitting in a hidden corner, talking to someone on Bluetooth.

"How did you slip up so badly?" a woman's voice asked in his ear.

The woman sounded stern and she had a thick Russian accent.

"If Zeus didn't warn you, you would be in prison and The Organization would be implicated. How did a spy get in so easily? She even had a key card to give to the SWAT team!" the woman growled.

"A key card?" Joel Gabriel Santos stuttered.

The woman on the other end of the phone was known as Boginya, the Russian word for goddess. She was supposedly an ex-KGB agent that went rogue after the committee disbanded in 1991. But, of course, these were just rumors. No one knew who she really was. In fact, no one knew if she really was a woman because her voice was always different on the phone. Only one thing was clear, her Russian accent. She was one of the three founders of The Organization and she held a lot of power in her hands. As a founder, she and the other three founders were the only ones that knew all the real identities of their members. If someone did something wrong, betrayed The Organization, or simply got on her nerves enough, she could get them assassinated within 24 hours. No matter where they went in the world, she had someone ready to do her bidding.

So, Joel Gabriel Santos was losing his mind at that moment. He almost compromised everyone.

"She was a guest in your resort and she was from Hong Kong. How did she get a key card? I thought you had a strict screening process?" the woman asked.

Joel Gabriel Santos thought for a moment. The only current guest with a key card that had any link to Hong Kong was Trojan's godsister. But, it couldn't be her, right? "I can only think of one person. But...it doesn't make sense... She was Trojan's godsister. I confirmed it. She knew everything about him. Even the password to his safe... She even looked like she knew me when we had never met before."

The woman grunted in frustration, "Send me her details and I'll look into it. You're lucky you weren't caught this time. Otherwise, I would have no use for you."

After the woman hung up, Joel Gabriel Santos breathed a sigh of relief. 

Three days ago, he suddenly received a phone call from a man named Zeus, an agent from the Manila branch of Interpol. Zeus had received news about illegal operations and possible links to The Organization in White Pearl Resort so he immediately called to warn him. Everyone in The Organization knew about the resort in Boracay. After all, it was partially funded by The Organization. It was an idea that Archangel (Joel Gabriel Santos) and Trojan had come up with; a secret underground paradise where criminals could spend their money at ease, where The Organization could recruit clients, and where the members could store their money if they chose to. All profits made by the resort were naturally split based on one's percentage of shares in the resort. It was also a good way to launder money. This resort was the first of its kind. If it worked out, it would become a blueprint for future resorts around the world and The Organization would continue to thrive. As long as the person in charge of the resort had enough influence in the local authorities and government, the place would never be discovered.

This was the reason why The Organization trusted in Joel. He worked for the board of tourism, so he approved the building and had a secret level built without anyone else in the government knowing. On top of that, he also had connections with the local police and SWAT, so they turned a blind eye to all things suspicious. This time, even Interpol gave him a heads up, three days in advance.

With three days warning, Joel ceased business in the bas.e.m.e.nt, immobilized the card scanner so no guests could enter and only mobilized it again when he saw the SWAT team arrive. He knew they were coming and he was prepared for them.

As it turned out, there were multiple reasons why the room straight out of the elevator was circular. Not only did it provide parents with a clear view of their children and create a safe area for children to run around...the entire room could be rotated and replaced by a storage room at any time!

...

Over in Russia, Boginya looked at the resort check-in details that Halia had completed, "Haili Feng..."

She then picked up her phone and made a call to someone in China, "Help me look up a name, Haili Feng. Her passport number is..."

In less than half an hour, she received a response, "Haili Feng is an agent from the Special Police Unit in Beijing... She was involved with Trojan's arrest..."

Boginya frowned. She knew Trojan had fallen into a coma in Hong Kong. She had tried to send someone to assassinate him, but the assassin was killed and he was moved into increased security with Interpol watching him around the clock. Even though she had no idea whether he was still in a coma at that very point in time, she was sure his injuries were enough to leave him with permanent brain damage. How did this woman know so much about him? She even knew the password to his safe! That was impossible!

"I want you to investigate everyone she's ever worked with and come in contact with. I want to know how she could have possibly known so much about Trojan," Boginya ordered.

She then tracked Halia's whereabouts and discovered she was on a flight to Korea.

She picked up her phone again and made another call, "You have a new target: Haili Feng, Chinese Special Police. She is landing in Seoul at 9am tomorrow morning. I want you to capture her alive. I have some questions for her..."