An Offer

I was rather surprised, as I didn't think that anyone knew that I still had the memory chip. I wasn't sure quite what to do. I was about to say that I didn't have it anymore, but the look on the man's face told me that I should cooperate.
"How did you know I had it?" I asked.
"When I created it a couple years ago, I put a tracking device in it so I'd know where it is at all times," he answered. "I've been tracking it down for the past couple weeks and it led me to you. How did you get it?"
I wasn't sure how much I should tell this guy, but since he was sharing some information with me, I decided it wouldn't hurt to tell him some stuff.
"It was..uh...given to me by someone. I'm not sure who. As soon as I got it I saw some guy named Carl who-"
"Wait a minute," he interrupted. "You've seen Carl?"
"Yeah, he came to me. He had a picture of someone that I later saw-"
"Hold on," he interrupted again. "You saw the guy that Carl was looking for?"
"Yes, I believe so."
"How many people have you seen?" he asked.
"I'm not sure. Quite a few. There was someone with a Russian accent, an old man with gray hair, some big guys who knew karate, and some other people. I can't remember all of them."
"Kid, do you realize that you have more information about these people than almost any of our agents?"
I thought about that for a moment.
"So," I said slowly, "who exactly are you?"
The man looked at me differently all of a sudden. "Well," he said. "We're a group of people from various countries fighting to end this war before something big and destructive happens"
"What war?" I asked. "There's no war going on!"
"Well, no," he said. "Not officially. But if it ever becomes official, it could mean the death of millions of people. Our group is trying to stop it before it happens."
I realized that this guy was putting a lot of trust in me, and I wasn't sure why.
"So what will happen to me?" I asked.
"Well, as I see it, we have two options. We can wipe your memory and send you back where you came from."
I didn't like the sound of that.
"What's the other option?"
"One thing that we're short on is intelligence. We've sent many people to get information about out enemy, but security is very tight. We could always use someone with the kind of information you have. What do you say? Wanna join us?"
He held out his hand.
I shook it.