No long intros today, just going to get straight to the chapter.
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING except for the characters that I make up. Credit to Ally Carter.
The beach house was a whirlwind of activity as the girls ran around packing the first things they could grab. Zach stood by the door, waiting irritably. "Girls, come on! We need to go!" he shouted.
"Zach just give us a minute. We kind of need clothes!" Macey shouted back.
"You know you can wear things more than once, right? Did you even see a suitcase in my car?" The girls all stopped to glare disgustedly at him before continuing their frantic packing. A few seconds later, they came running down the stairs with their bags. "Alright let's move it!" Zach hollered, closing the door behind everyone and locking it.
"Uh, Zach? How did you get the keys?"Macey asked, raising her eyebrows at him. Zach rolled his eyes and followed everyone to the car. "Ok, do you know how to get to the airport?" Bex asked as the car roared to life and Zach sped away from the house.
"Of course I do, how do you think I got here?"
"But, I thought you drove! Where'd you get the nice car?" Macey shouted over the wind.
"Well I'm assuming you guys are probably opposed to auto theft, so let's just go with 'It was a rental'." Zach joked. The girls began chattering about what the plan was going to be once they got to Italy, but Zach kept his thoughts to himself. Just hang in there a little longer Cammie, we're on our way.
Cammie drew beck into the chair as the strange man drew closer to her. "Aw, you're afraid of me. How touching." He chuckled. She flinched as the man reached out and stroked her arm. "I'm not going to hurt you, dear."
"Who are you?" Cammie asked, squeezing her eyes shut as he stepped around her and absentmindedly started playing with her hair. He hesitated for a moment. "That is not important right now." He finally said.
"Will you at least tell me your name?" she begged. He was about to say something when another voice called from upstairs. "James, we need you up here man." He sighed and walked over to the door on the other side of the room. He opened it, but turned back to her. "Don't go getting any ideas, Ms. Morgan. You are on round the clock surveillance here, and I have guards posted behind this door." With that he walked through and slammed it behind him.
"James it is." Cammie muttered under her breath.
It was a race for time as the group ran off the plane at the airport in Roma. "Ok Zach, where exactly did the tracker say Cammie was being held?" Bex asked as they were running.
"Hang on, I've put the coordinates into my watch. Looks like she's nearby Roma, somewhere on the Isola Tiberina."
"Well how long will it take us to get there?" Liz asked struggling to keep up.
"On foot, quite a while, but I had other means of transportation in mind." Zach said, grinning at a sleek Italian sports car outside the airport window.
"Oh no. Zach we are NOT stealing a car!" Liz squeaked.
"I don't think we really have much of a choice." Zach shouted over his shoulder as he was running out the door. The girls rolled their eyes, but quickly followed behind him.
Cammie struggled to get the ring on her index finger turned around as inconspicuously as she could while listening to the guards outside the door.
"Yeah, boss man's got some crazy plan on how to make her talk. He said somethin' about puttin' a chip in her head and being able to control her and make her tell the truth." One voice said.
"Woah seriously? I thought the guy was nuts, but that's just insane." The other replied.
"Totally. And did you ever think this may be more personal than he's letting on? I've seen the way he looks at her. Like any minute he's just gonna lose it and rape her or something." Cammie shuddered when she heard this. I've GOT to get out of here, she thought to herself. Her ring finally turned all the way around and a little blade popped out of the top. Now if I could only get these stupid ropes cut. She was almost all the way through when the she heard James outside shouting angrily at the guards.
"How could you idiots let this happen! We're running out of time!" He screamed.
"I'm sorry boss, we didn't do anything!" One of the guards whimpered.
"Exactly, and now my sources tell me that her friends are on their way over!" He yelled. "It looks like now we're going to have to rush things." The door opened, and James stepped calmly through. "Hello Cammie. As much as I hate to push onward so quickly when we have a guest, especially one as pretty as yourself, I'm afraid we're going to have to move along. Now, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. I want to know about the little trip you paid us at Blackthorne." He said soothingly.
"Oh, I'd love to help James, but I don't do things the easy way." Cammie sneered. James sighed before continuing.
"Cammie, dear, you're not making my task an easy one. Please just cooperate." He said, his voice starting to get an edge to it.
"Make me!" she spat.
"You're so hot when you defy me." James growled before launching forward and grabbing Cammie's face and kissing her roughly. "You have no idea how much I want you right now." He snarled in her ear. Cammie, struggled against the ropes, finally feeling them snap. "Let me guess, this much?" She said, bringing her arm around to punch James in the face, but he caught her fist before she could hit him. She gasped as he twisted her arm around behind her. "Uh oh, someone's being naughty. Looks like we're going to have to do this the hard way." He sighed.
"What's that supposed to—"she started to say when she felt a needle in her neck. "What did you just…" She trailed off as she felt the world start to numb around her.
"Sweet dreams Cammie dear," was the last thing she heard before the world went black.
I just love writing cliffies! Sorry to leave you hanging like that. There are some pretty dark things going on right now, and they're making it kind of hard for me to write. I won't put them on here, but feel free to PM me if you really want to know. I'll try to update again as soon as I get some time. See you guys later, and as always, please review.