My heart quickens as I race down the 10 flights of stairs to my dad's workshop in the basement. It may be the middle of the night, but I was not very sleepy. I was trained for this. Dad told me I always have to be alert at night, cause I need to protect the family. Julianna is curled up in my arms, her fuzzy head tucked inside my blanket.
"DAD!" I yell as I gave him a flying hug. He steps back, making sure his laptop is safe and hugs me back. "Woah, there. Camilla, you're getting to the age when talent progression goes up right?" I look at him in a very confused way, but I do nod my head. He smiles. "Good, cause you, Jacob and I are moving to San Francisco so you can finally join the A.N.T. Program." I start cheering. I'm going to my dream school!
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Dad! I'm finally going to learn how my talent is going to be put to use," I say grinning. "Yeah, sweetie, now go to bed, and make sure to tell Jacob we are leaving first thing in the morning!" He yells as I scramble back upstairs.
The thing is, I took a picture from him, cause he usually won't make us move unless his job makes him. The photo looks new, and it shows four kids, standing in front of a sign that says, "A.N.T. Program". I look closely. Two boys and two girls, each looking really happy about being there. One boy stands out. He's sorta cute, with his brown hair flowing over his eyes, but by the looks of it, he really likes the girl standing next to him, the one with brownish-black hair.
I turn the photo, trying to find anything about Dad's mission. In the bottom left hand corner, in tiny cursive, it reads: "ANGUS CHESTNUT; OLIVIA DOYLE; FLETCHER QUIMBY; CHYNA PARKS. Assassinate for illegal crimes at date 8/08/28." I stared at the words shocked. Dad's assassinating innocent kids for doing something they haven't done yet. But what if they never do it? I think as I curl back up under my covers. What if Dad assassinates innocent people?
Just as I close my eyes, I make up my mind: I need to save these kids.
My name is Camilla Carter, age 12, and my father is an assassin for people who want the job done right, before the people do it. This is my side of the story, the story of how I wanted to save the innocent lives of people I hardly knew.