Flashback

We were outnumbered big time. There were four of them for every one of us. Bex was constantly kicking the man who was grabbing her but it was no use. Someone else came out from somewhere and slapped a nicotine patch on her head. She dropped in an instant. Suddenly all of us were being held back. The guy who was holding back Cammie had a gun pointed at her head. I swear if he touched her I would promise to kill that bastard myself and make him pay.

"I'll ask you one more time, where is the disk?" His finger was placed on top of the trigger. In a second Cammie could be dead.

Cammie, don't be stupid, I begged. Just tell him where it is. Sure we will lose our jobs but losing you would be far worse. I can't lose you just yet, I've barely known you a year. And I never got to tell you I love you. I LOVE YOU CAMMIE! I LOVE YOU!

I would have spoken those words aloud but a gag was placed in my mouth.

Then the worst possible thing could have happened.

Cammie stared at the guy straight in the eye and said ".Hell."

That was the worst moment of my life. Guns sounded in all directions, people were falling down around me. I might have been stabbed in the arm but I don't remember it. I just fell to the floor screaming at the top of my lungs "I LOVE YOU CAMERON ANN MORGAN!" and fell down and cried. Me, Zachary Goode, cried because I had lost the love of my life.

Flackback Over

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing under my pillow. I got up groggily. Who the hell called at 4 in the morning? Well I was up now so I might as well answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hello again Zach." Oh great, it was my boss. "I have a job for you to do."

"And that couldn't have waited to a time when normal people wake up? Do us both a favour and just piss off." I was about to push the end call button when I was interrupted.

"Actually no. A limo is waiting outside for you. You have a job to do this month. I need you to follow someone and kill them."

Oh great, it was that type of mission. I couldn't say no though so I just asked "Where?"

"Roseville, Virginia. I think you know the place."

Before I could say anything back he had hung up. Boy did I have things to say to that guy. I started cursing in foreign languages while I was getting ready.

At least nothing could be as bad as my last visit in that town.