Chapter 1
Cold. That's all I felt as I ran, farther and farther into the darkness that was threatening to swallow me whole. Sweat was beading on my forehead as I powered down the unfamiliar alleyway trying to lose the ominous black car that had been tailing me for a few blocks now.
My mom and Abby had thought the best idea for me would be to go to my grandparents' house over the summer. At the time the idea sounded better than anything seeing as I hadn't been cut a break since my return to Gallagher after my…extended vacation into the Alps last semester. If you don't know what I'm referring to then I suggest you stop reading now because you'll be utterly lost here soon.
Streetlights were starting to turn off now as the sun slowly rose over the trees on the horizon. I continued to take turns and run though because this car was relentless. Just a few hours ago I had been fast asleep in the warm environment of my grandma Morgan's spare bedroom, it was then that I got the message from Bex saying I needed to get back to Gallagher sooner rather then later because Liz was driving her crazy with book talk. Same old Liz, always talking books. After that message however, I couldn't go back to sleep, typical Cammie behavior, never sleeping.
So being that I was no longer in danger, at least as far as we knew, I took a walk down the gravel road leading to the small town's center.
And now we're here, with me running down every alley I could find, this car never losing me no matter where I went. Just as I turned back onto the main road the car came roaring out of the parking lot just up the road. My heart dropped, I could feel it. I pressed myself up against the side of the brick building nearest me, hoping my Chameleon mode would kick in. The car breezed past me continuing down the road out towards the exit to the highway. I finally took a breath as the taillights faded into the distance. The Circle was supposedly leaving me a lone, but that car just proved to me that they were still interested in getting me out the way; at least that's what I was assuming. The again Mr. Solomon always told me not to assume, spies don't assume, either they know or they don't know. In their case, hopefully they knew.
I needed to get back to Gallagher. It had been far too long since I'd seen my best friends in the world, my mom, and better yet Zach. Zach had been on my mind since the last day I'd seen him before being shipped off to my grandparents'. I don't mind being here, it's peaceful and relaxing but when you're an 18 year old spy who has been chased by an ancient terrorist organization, tortured, had 4 months of your memory wiped, killed a man, and had your mind controlled by a man you thought you could trust, relaxation and peacefulness is the last thing you'll feel. Zach was whom I really needed to see, to have a conversation with. I missed those cocky yet gorgeous green eyes of his.
When I returned to the house I could've swore it was Christmas morning, almost every single light was on and that was when I knew I'd screwed up. Right as I reached the front porch the door burst open and Grandma Morgan was releasing her fury as she reached to hug me at the same time.
"Cameron Ann Morgan! Where in the name of all that is good have you been? Do you not realize what we thought when we found your bed empty this morning!" She screeched at me.
"Grandma I'm okay I swear! I just went for a walk and…"
"I have a tread mill! Open the windows and walk on that contraption! But don't you ever leave this house without telling your grandpa or I where you're going! You scared us half to death!" I smiled into her shoulder at her suggestion, Cameron Morgan, walking on a treadmill, not in a million years.
"By the way, your mother called, lucky for you I just told her you were in the shower. On the other hand she's on her way right this minute to bring you back to Gallagher."
The mention of my mother coming woke me up instantly. I broke out of my grandma's tight hug, apologized, and rushed to my room to collect my things.
This Gallagher Girl was going home.