Joe Solomon's code name is gonna be: Ghost

Abby Cameron: Swift

Rachel Morgan: Lost

Cammie's POV

"Chameleon to Duchess, Ghost and I are entering the Grand Hall, we are approx. 80 feet from the Sword" I said into my comms. "Duchess to Chameleon, coast is clear, camera's are off" Bex replied. "Ghost, Chameleon. Bookworm here, oh crap. I found a bug, we'll have to leave it, C.I.A. Camera coming towards you 3,2,1, drop! Okay run towards the sword. Ghost trip in 3,2,1." Liz tried to control her voice.

Joe "tripped and I "Fell" into him and touched the sword case. It pricked me HARD. A little slide came out and Joe and I hopped in. We slide for 2 minutes and 45.1 seconds. I landed with an omph and Joe landed on top of me, for such a good spy he weighs alot. I stood up and observed what I saw. Old looking chair. LOTS of dust. And a computer. What the heck?

There was a hallway. Joe stood up and started running towards the hallway. I followed him down the hallway, and there was a door. A little computer screen was attached to the door. "Ghost to Swift and Lost, Chameleon and I have found a room and are about to enter" Joe said. The computer started to scan my eyes, then my finger print, then my hair, and then DNA, and blood. It opened and there was a desk there. With a notebook, seconds later Mom, Aunt Abby, Bex and Zach came bursting in. I walked to the note book and opened it. I was an elite spy in training, I was a teenage girl with hormones, I had broken top C.I.A. security to see a boy, I had killed a man with a hair elastic, I had seen my aunt abby get shot by a terrorist group, I had seen my Aunt and Godfather exchange spit. But what was in front of me. I couldnt believe.

A note was on the first page of the note book.

Cammie, If you're reading this i'm probably dead. You're smart right. Unscramble to find the truth: kcrac hte odec

I'm Sorry but i had to do this

Alone

Live the life

I had to protect you all

Vests, wear a bulletproof vest

Especially when in hard times

Many times I miss you

Overly painful not to be with you

Men dont cry

Said so

Only

For

Fierce

Identifications

Clearly men lie alot

Everlasting lies

Underestimate us

Never

Determined

Ever so

Race to get my Cammie

Follow my lead

I'm sorry

Leads are the key

Love always

I'm so sorry Rachel

Nothing is more important than you

Go live great lives

Cammie

Always

Be

Interested

No matter what

Every thing is a hint to your destiny

Truth is always the best

Says me

Lean towards your destiny

Opponents are there to make you better

Oh Abby you are forgiven

Kids, Friends of Cammie. Thanks a million

M.A.M Matthew Andrew Morgan

"Lets take this to Liz" Mr. Solomon said. Mom agreed and we left sublevel four. What could this possibly be? This makes no sense the letter makes no sense. I will find you dad if its the last thing I do.

A/N I had a day dream where Zach, Grant and Jonas were sent to kill Osama Bin Laden. Someone should totally do that!