Two men came out of my boss’s room, carrying a piece of document. As they saw me, they pretended to be casually looking around, but sped away swiftly.

Initially, I was not able to figure out what had happened. But after five days, when Rachel came to my office to pick me up, she exclaimed, “The two employees have been fired due to corruption. They just took something out of her bag!”

I realised that they had stolen some important office documents that day when I saw them coming out of my boss’s room. The following month was Rachel’s birthday party and everyone had been enjoying themselves when she tapped on my hand and told me to come with her to the adjacent room where her gifts were kept.

She said instantly, “We better go and check on my gifts since they are lying unattended in the other room.”

She was being too possessive, I thought, but I agreed to go with her. As we opened the door, to my surprise, there we found a kid, who had probably come with one of the office staff of the party, near the gifts, ready to open it.

My sister had a really strong sixth sense. She would know if something was going to happen, good or bad. There had been many incidents when her sixth sense had proved to be very sharp and correct.

As Rachel grew older, she started spending most of her time in the library in our town. One day, she told me that she was leaving for the library and would be back after 5pm.

Almost after two hours, at 3pm, my cousins called and asked me to get ready within 15 minutes as they were coming to pick me and my sister up for a trip. Excitedly, I went to the library to pick up Rachel. I could not see her anywhere, so I asked the librarian if she had seen a teenage girl with blond hair in a white dress named Rachel, who comes there every day at noon.

To my astonishment, the librarian didn’t recognise any such girl who came to the library on daily basis.

“Where did she go? Where had she been going since so long? Why did she not inform any of us?” these questions came up in my mind as I walked down the street.

I then called my cousins to ask them not to come as I was a bit busy with something unexpected. Then I sat down wondering what my sister had been doing?

The door closed with a bang at five.

“Where had you been all day today?” I asked.

“At the… library...” she replied in a doubtful manner.

I did not tell her anything then, but I followed her secretly the next day, trying to see where she was going. It was not the route to the library! As she entered a building, I moved closer to see what was written on the sign in front of it.

My mouth fell left wide open when I read the board, “CIA — Central Intelligence Agency.”

My sister went inside. Following her, I tried to get inside, but I was not allowed. That night was the most inconceivable one for me when I sat with my sister and she told me everything. It was not her sixth sense that allowed her to guess anything, but the power to see through the thickest walls that made her capable of knowing everything. She could see ‘through the walls’!

She had been preparing for a secret mission for the government and was to figure out the concealed truth behind several things by looking ‘through the walls.’

Published in Dawn, Young World, January 8th, 2022