Chapter 7:
Cammie POV
"Oh, hi." I said, taking a step outside unsure of why he would be here so early,
"London, can we talk?" Brad said, as he smiled at me and his pale blue eyes shined in the sun,
"Yeah, I guess," I said looking around for any sign of Zach,
"I'm leaving for Seattle tonight to see some friends, and I know this is really short notice, but I want you to come with." At that moment I was thinking of so many different things, calculating, planning, and thinking of how perfect this was.
Sure I'd just net the guy, but he was nice, and it was the perfect excuse to get away again, quickly without to many people knowing. Most importantly, get away for Zach before he dragged me back to Gallagher.
"Yeah, that sounds like fun." I said smiling,
"Alright, I'll pick you up at 6?"
"Perfect."
Abby POV:
I sat back in my chair, and kicked my feet onto my desk before pulling out the knife I had strapped to my hip. I didn't throw it, I didn't use it to disable some dangerous device, or to counter an attack, it just so happened I had a particularly annoying piece of sand trapped under my nail.
The door swung open, and in walked a skinny little blonde girl, who probably worked behind a desk somewhere,
"Abby, you have a mission, they want you to report to the-"
The knife left my hand and impaled itself into the door and inch away from the girls ear,
"I know where to go." I said smirking before sliding my feet off the desk and onto the floor, she nodded and scurried back down the hall.
I walked out into the hall, leaving the knife in the door as I strode down to the office everyone was called to before a mission, I threw the door open without knocking,
"Mornin boss!" I smiled sliding into the chair in front of the desk, "What is it this time, roudy terrorist group, bomb in the empire state building-"
"Nine missing teenagers." He said sliding a file across the desk, his hand where strong and scarred, how anyone in this profession's hands look.
"You want me to find a group of teenagers? Isn't that more to the level of, I don't know… a cop?" I said, not even looking at the file.
"It's not just a group of teenagers, they're Gallagher Girl's and students from the Blackthorne institute." Suddenly I was interested, I leaned forward as he talked, "You heard of the mission in Florida, nine students infiltrated the COC and stole a very important piece of information, correct?"
"Yeah, it was a huge success." I said,
"Yes, they got the disk, but one went MIA during the flee, one was found half-dead in an alley, and he disappeared week later, and the rest disappeared soon after." I grabbed for the file, I needed names, I needed to know that Cammie hadn't been one of the few students to go on the mission, but as soon as I opened the file, her picture slid onto my lap. Printed across the bottom was three letters,
MIA.
Immediately, I thought of Cammie's father, who had also disappeared during a mission, and was never seen again.
"No."
"You won't be on the mission alone, we brought in an agent who is also familiar with the students at Gallagher." He said and right on cue in walked Townsend.
"How can this get any better?" I said throwing my hands in the air,
"It can't." Townsend said, and the smug smile on his face and suddenly I wished I hadn't left my knife in the door.
"Why wasn't I told my niece was missing earlier?" I demanded, turning back to the man behind the desk,
"You were in the middle of a mission on an uncharted island off the coast of Pakistan pretending to be a blind nun." He said before asking, "Why did you pick that cover anyway?"
"I like a challenge."
"Good because your mission starts now."
Callie POV:
Troy played with my hair as we watched everyone else in the room bicker in front of us,
"But you just left!" Macey said for what felt like the millionth time since Bex and Grant had appeared this morning, "You could have at least said something to one of us!"
"I told you already, I didn't mean to fall asleep!" Bex argued, slamming her fist on the counter beside her,
"We were just worried, so-" Liz started, but Macey cut her off,
"For all we knew you were dead!"
"Yeah well we're back now so it's all okay." Grant tried, but Macey wasn't having it,
"I already lost one of my best friends! I just don't want to lose anyone else!" she yelled, and I wondered what the people in the rooms around us where thinking right now,
"That's completely different." Bex mumbled,
"No, we left the room and when we came back you were gone. That's exactly what happened with Cammie."
Okay, So theres a few questions I need to ask before I continue with the story.
Should I keep going with Bex, Macey, and everyone else's POV or should I stick with Cammie?
also, how much do you want me to write in Abby's POV? I'm debating whether I sjould make it a big part of the story or just a small role!
So, please tell me so I can get writing again! (Oh, and how much are you loving Brad? ;)
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