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Unknown POV

I wrap the package and put it in a box. Haha they were going to love this. I can almost imagine their expressions. They have no idea what's coming their way. I seal the box and send it on its way.

Now to wait.

CPOV

When I wake up this time, emerald green eyes gaze at me. Zach.

"Oh, thank god you're awake. Gallagher Girl, you had me worried." I could tell I really had worried him. That's sweet . . . until I remember him and Bex.

Quietly, I ask, "How long have I been out?"

" A week." I gape at him like an idiot.

"A WEEK!" Oh my god. This isn't good. I try to sit up, but pain shoots through my back making me wince. Zach notices and tsks me down.

"Yeah, after you first woke up, I've been here everyday. Mr. Solomon had to force me out at times." I finally got a good look at him. Dark circles hung under his eyes. His hair is mussed up; his clothes are wrinkled. he looks like he hasn't changed or slept in a long while.

I'm so busy staring at him that I don't notice him staring right back at me. I meet his eyes. His gaze is so intense that my breathe hitches.

"I'll never let you go, Gallagher Girl. Always remember that." His grip on my hand tightens as he says this. He's almost pleading with me, trying to convince me. I don't need convincing, though. Slowly, I nod.

"I know."

I'm released later that day. The majority of my wounds have started to heal, but it's still painful to move. The knife wound is especially agonizing. Zach has to practically drag me up the stairs to my room. When I get there, Liz, Macey, and Bex bombard me.

Luckily, Zach intervenes. "Guys, I think Cammie needs to just lie down and relax. Don't overwhelm her." Bex gives him a glare, but they all shut up.

I ease myself onto my bed. Even though it's only seven thirty, I immediately fall asleep.

ZPOV

I can't sleep so I pace the hallways instead. Just as I pass Headmistress Morgan's office, I hear her and a male voice arguing.

"This could ruin what little progress she's made!" Cammie's mom says.

The male voice replies, "I agree, but how are we going to keep this from all of them. They are a group of highly trained teenage spies." That sounds like Mr. Solomon. he must be talking about us! I get closer so I can hear better.

"I know, but seeing this . . . well, its enough to make almost anyone want to quit this business." Mrs. Morgan sighed. "What they did to her, it's horrible. She won't be able to live through it a second time."

"She's a spy. She's strong, one of the strongest I've ever seen. She escaped them when it seemed like she had no chance. She can get through this." They're talking about Cammie! What do they mean by "seeing this. . . ?" Seeing what?

My curiosity and protectiveness get the better of me. I barge into the office. Joe and Mrs. Morgan don't seem surprised to see me here.

"Hello, Zach," Mr. Solomon says.

I respond, my voice tight, "See what? What has my mother done now? What else did they do to Cammie?" The two adults give each other a quick look before nodding.

"They made a torture tape."

"WHAT!" I yell. "Show me."

"I'm not so sure that's a good idea, Zach. It's pretty gruesome."

"I DON'T CARE! That's Cammie being tortured! I have to see it! I have to know!"

"Fine, but this won't be pretty," Mrs. Morgan warns. She turns around to pick up a silver case off her desk.

Just as she's opening it, I ask, "Shouldn't Bex, Liz, and Macey know? After all, they are her best friends."

Suddenly, the doors swings open to reveal the three said girls. "Shouldn't we know what?" Bex demands.

Cammie's mom sighs in defeat and slides the DVD into her computer. "This." With that one word, she presses play.

Sorry that this is so short, but I want the next chapter to be totally the torture scene.

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