Summary: in the second book of the Gallagher Girl series we me Zachary Goode, who constantly knows something that Cammie doesn't. You see, he really had a plan only to have it foiled at the last second. Zach's point of view of the second book. Truly different.
My winter vacation was coming to an end. I was sitting by the fountain in the middle of the Pentagon City Mall, when a beautiful girl about my age and her mom, who I might add looks to young to be a mom, walked by. I was going back to school in a few days so I decide to tail them, to sharpen my skills. I am a spy after all. Confused? You should be.
Well if you are reading this, you must have a level 10 clearance to know anything about my school, Blackthorne Institute for Boys. You'd also know that it isn't really a Military school, but a school for spies- in- training.
By the way, I'm Zachary Landon Goode. The top of the sophomore class at Blackthorne, and a Legacy. I'm about five foot eight, with light brown hair and green eyes, like my mom. People always say I have a smirk on my face and I was just like my father.
As I continued to tail the women, I noticed the mom was using counter surveillance techniques. Either she was extremely paranoid or she was a spy. At least a fifth of the people at this mall are spies. I must have been going up against a real pro. I blinked for a second and the girl was gone. Her mom was still there though, keeping a brisk pace. I looked around again and I spotted the gorgeous girl again, at the side of her mom. How did she do that? I mean, she was just a girl! I couldn't help noticed she looked nervous.
I tailed them all the way to this store in the center of the mall, were they were looking for a pair of jeans. If you were a spy you'd know they were really using spy code to get to the CIA headquarters. They left for the fitting room. I followed them a few minutes later.
I know my way backwards and forwards when it came to the CIA headquarters. My uncle/guardian was the Director for crying out loud. Spending every summer since the eighth grade here, ever one knew me. I was practically a spy already.
I pressed my palms against the mirror and it did a full body scan. The elevator started to go down. It was two minutes and fourteen seconds long. When the doors parted, I was met with the familiar CIA seal and the motto: And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free.
The elevator read "Zachary Goode- spy-in-training". I looked ahead and I spotted the two women taking to a guard, reaching for their badges. Good thing Blackthorne already taught us lip-reading because I was to far away to hear what they were saying.
The guard was talking now. "Well, Rachel Morgan, welcome back. And this must be little…"
The mother, who I now know is Rachel Morgan, spoke, "This is my daughter, Cameron." Well now I know her name. Jackpot. Cameron was taking everything in around her. She looked more anxious than before.
The guard continued. "Of course she is! She looks just like you." In my opinion the mom was beautiful, but her daughter had a beauty all her own. Her features, meant for her to blend, only made her stand out more to me. The guard continued with an, oh too familiar prank, "Strap this on, young lady, and don't lose it. It's loaded with a tracking chip and a half milligram of C-4. If you try to remove it or enter an unauthorized area, it will detonate. And then you'll die." I had to stifle my laugh. Cameron looked absolutely petrified. I wanted to run over and comfort her, but I didn't want to lose my cover.
"Okay." She said.
The guard slapped the table, scaring her again. He let out a laugh. "The Gallagher Academy is growing them more gullible than it did in my day, Rachel." He turned to the girl. "Spy humor."
"Come on kiddo, we don't want to be late." The girl reluctantly followed her mother down the hall.
I walked up and did a hand, scan. "Hey Zach, you staying out of trouble today?"
"For the most part Ernie, but I can't say the same for you. You really scared that girl."
"Please, she was already nervous, she has her first debrief today." Ernie, the guard, answered.
"Really, she doesn't look older than me even."
"She isn't."
"Hey Ernie. What's Gallagher Academy?" he had brought it up a few minutes ago. I had never heard of it.
"Knowing you, you'll find out soon enough. Now run along now."
"Thanks Ernie See ya later." I headed toward my Uncles office. On the door it read "Director Aaron Fields." I knocked on the door. It looked like he was in a meeting.
"Come in Zach." He called. I turned the knob and entered only to find inside…