Here's your chapter three~

An: Sorry for the delay been so busy with school work hopefully I but I am only able to write 3 hours a week. I'll try and update as much as possible though.

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Chapter 3

Location: Motel –the next day

Alex

Waking up is quite annoying, especially when you fall asleep at the table. Slowly getting up I looked around glanced at the clock 6 am 'great 4 hour sleep and I wake up first.' I complained. Around ten Harriet decided to 'hit the hay' as she said and Steven soon followed her advice, migrating to the couch. Whereas I stayed up for four more hours trying to find something new. 'Did I find something?' you ask, that would be a big fat 'No.'

Looking back at the box I felt like throwing it out the window as a 'thank you' for all the trouble and lack of sleep it has, now caused me. Hearing a groan from the couch and a mumble I glanced to see Steven trying to get his bearings of where he is.

"Damn." He moaned lying back down with his arm over his eyes.

"What?"

"I was hoping yesterday was all a dream you know? That I'd wake up that I'd still be at home needing to pack." He said and I chuckled a bit.

"Don't we all?" Harriet spoke up from the door way then glancing at the box, "You find anything new?"

"No, I_" A knock from the door interrupted me, seeing the two glances at me I went to answer it.

Opening the door I saw, what I assumed to be a person from the front desk, smiling at me 'What's with motels and perky people?' I wondered

"Can I help you?" I asked leaning on the door frame.

"Yes, it seemed someone tried to contact you last night but the phones are turned off after midnight, so there was a message saying to please call back on this number." She handed me a piece of paper with the number scrawled onto it.

"Um… Thank you," I said and closed at door as she turned away.

Walking back I studied the number trying to think if I'd seen it anywhere before.

"Who was that?" Steven asked now standing up.

"Hu? Oh receptionist… something about someone calling us last night but didn't get through."

"You recognises it?

"No, here -"I say handing the paper to him, "Do you."

"Nope."

"Maybe we should call it then." Harriet suggested looking over Steven's shoulder.

"I don't want this guy having our phone number." Steven objected.

"I'll go find a pay phone then." I said grabbing my jacket and the piece of paper and headed out.

Closing the door behind me and locking it I scanned at parking lot for a payphone, spotting one at the other side of the parking lot, I jogged eager to find out who this 'mysterious caller' is.

Slipping a coin into the slot I dialled the number and waited.

"Is there anyone around you?" where the first word spoken to me.

"Uh-" I quickly glanced around, "No, no one."

"Good listen carefully. You're being followed, they'll catch up to you in about an hour or so. You need to leave now five hours east of this motel there's a small town find the café, on the corner opposite the police station there a booking under 'Kent', you'll be meeting a friend there. Also buy a bag too keep the box in and keep it safe." The voice said instructively.

"I will, but who are you?"

"…A friend." Came hesitantly

"A_" the line went dead 'great going to a town a never been to. To meet some guy I've never met, all because a friendtold me to.' I though heading back to the room.

Closing the door behind me, I saw Harry and Steven sitting around the table eating some leftovers.

"Well?" they asked simultaneously.

"We have a date. At a café in four hours. With some random guy. Oh and we're being followed."

"WHAT?!" they yelled.

"Yup so let's get going."

"Hold it!" Steven commanded blocking me. "Who was it that called?"

"A friend." I replied shoving past him "Let's go." I yelled over my shoulder.

"She's crazy isn't she?" Harriet whispered.

"I heard that!"

Location: A secret hide out.

Third person

"You seriously think that was a good Idea?!"

"No I don't but I'd like to see you come up with something Trev!"

The man, Trev, opened his mouth to answer but quickly shut it again.

"Okay now that you two idiots have finished with your chit-chat, you mind actually being useful?!" A black haired woman called from a crouching position behind a mega hard drive.

"Yeah, yeah Becs I'm on my way," Trev answered patting his pockets, "Hey you seen my_" he was interrupted buy keys getting thrown at his face "…Keys… thanks."

"No problem now get out before I chase you with this wrench." 'Becs' answered.

Trev would have shot back a comment but saw the serious look and quickly ran out before he was hit with The Wrench.

The other man turned to Becs "Are you ever going to stop patronizing him?"

"Nope"

"Didn't think so." He said turning back to his laptop smirking.

Location: Half an hour outside of town.

Alex

With the combination of the warm sun, the wind whipping through the window whit my arm hanging lazily out and the soft hum of the radio, one would think I'm actually on a vacation, 'I wish!' Glancing at the rear-view mirror, for what seemed to be the thousandth time, I check to see if there was anyone behind us.

"Hey
how much longer till this town?" Harriet called from the back seat.

"20-30 minutes, why?" Steven replied robotically.

"Getting hungry, that's all"

I grunted a laugh at the comment 'Trust Harry to think of food in any situation be it life threatening or not,' I mused with a smirk.

"Al?" Harry called sitting up leaning ageist my back rest

"Yeah?"

"Are we seriously meeting some random guy at a café?"

"Apparently so."

"And we're just goanna trust him, like that?" she said snapping her fingers.

"Yeah… like that."

"Oh, Joy!"

Sighing I turned to Steven "Wake me when we get there, I'm going to take a nap." I say rolling up my window.

"Will do."

"-ex? Alex we're here." Harriet spoke softly waking me up.

"Wazza?" I said groggily.

"We're here." She stated again.

I sat up stretching like a cat, "Right, right, ri- ah-ght," I said stiffly with a yawn.

Jumping out the car, abet unsteadily, I straightened my cloths and rake my fingers through my hair. Glancing around I noticed we were in fact 'here' I saw on the corner on the street there was an outdoor/indoor Café, nodding in approval to myself I turned to Harry and Steven.

"Right, well shall we then." I stated and strode to the Café not waiting for an answer.

Coming to the entrance, I noticed how cliché it was. Like in some movie where the 'hero' is told to go somewhere and meet someone. 'Well if I can't get a movie from this maybe a game will suffice.' I mussed to myself.

Looking around I saw there was anyone and don't get me wrong it is a very small town but still where is everyone, before I could aske I noticed the clock 'damn 2 30 no wonder no one's here.'

As I walked to the front entrance a waiter came up to me "Name?"

"Oh! Um, I'm here meeting someone, ah Kent?" I stated with question in my voice.

"Ah yes follow me." He said then turned around gesturing to follow

Glancing back over my shoulder I shrugged to Harry and Steven and followed the Waiter.

The waiter led us to the back of the Café then through a door with the words V.I.P reservation required. I raised a brow at this but let it slide 'what kind of Café has a V.I.P section anyway?'

Stepping inside I understood why one would need a reservation this place was like the luxury of luxury, two three setter couches made of a deep purple velvet, small table set for four in off to the side, a book shelf filled with some random books and small sculptures and to tie the room together the classic dimmed lights for that anonymous feel.

Hearing a man clear his thought I turned back to the table noticing the man sitting corner of the room almost invisible. "Miss Cross, I presume?" he said with a gruff yet calming voice

"Alex." I corrected.

"Yes, yes, and this must be Mr and Miss Jones."

"Yeah and you are?" Steven grunted.

"Ah yes , where are my manners, Kent, Trevor Kent." Holding out his hand, we all simultaneously crossed our arms.

"Well Mr Kent. Who. Are. You?" I stated walking closer with each word. His charming smile changed to a face of annoyance and strangely confusion.

"You mean you don't know?"

"Know, what exactly."

"Nothing, nothing, but are you sure you father never mentioned anything about his old job or your mothers?" he said sitting down

"What? No, WAIT! You knew my mom!?" I yelled

"No not exactly I've heard of her, my friend's father worked with her."

"And who was this friend's father? I enquired taking the seat parallel to him with Harriet and Steven following my lead. Trevor sighed.

"Ever heard of William Miles?"

"No, should I."

"Well if you want to live, yeah you do."

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