DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gallagher Girls.
Next chapter! Only one? Yes. I'm not really satisfied with the critique I'm getting. Which is almost none at all. I really need hard core criticism. So, next time I'm gonna upload is this weekend, most likely. And I really want more reviews, please.
Enjoy! And please review!
CHARADE
Zach and Cammie went through maze-like hallways before reaching the meeting room. The interior was very different from the warehouse. You wouldn't even know that they were in an abandoned warehouse.
They were greeted –again- by a snooty secretary. She informed them that the 'gift- exchanging' would happen at precisely 9 'o' clock. The gift- exchanging was obviously the leaking of valuable information.
Zach and Cammie were given name tags, then they entered the room. There were lots of different people from different races, places, genders and more. But even in the midst of a hundred people, one person instantly caught their eye. A Circle of Cavan operative – Mrs. Goode.
Zach swore in Farsi. And in French he told Cammie. "We have to keep low. Somehow, she'll be able to know who we are under these covers. I see another operative over there. Let's converse with him instead."
So, he and Cammie approached a man whom wore a Ralph Lauren suit and had the emblem of the Circle of Cavan on his breast pocket.
"Excusez moi, monsieur. May we converse for a while?" Cammie asked.
Astounded by her beauty, he eagerly agreed. Zach was obviously disgusted.
"Well, what would you want my madamoiselle?" The man asked.
"Well, first of all, my name is Venice Myers. And this is my husband James Myers." Cammie smiled.
The man became instantly upset, finding out that Venice Myers was married. "Oh... Well, my name's John Jorge. My acquaintances call me J.J."
"Okay, monsieur J.J. Would you care to inform us about your latest nuclear weapons?" Zach said, starting on a common topic.
J.J. immediately drowned them with all sorts of information about the Circle of Cavan's weapons. Both, Zach and Cammie, pretended to look interested. Until one name suddenly stood out.
"... Mr. Jasper Smith carefully provided us the information for this new project of ours. Which is classified, actually." J.J. said.
"Mr. Smith?" Cammie repeated.
"You know him? Well he is a stubborn one for information, you know..."
Zach replied. "Oh, yes. I remember that old man being stubborn."
J.J. laughed. "You didn't get your info, right? Well... We did a little something to him that made him gush out everything!"
"Oh! Tell us more..." Cammie pried.
J.J. cleared his throat. "Unfortunately, I can't madam. My time is up. May I see you some other time." He kissed Cammie's hand. "And nice meeting you Mr. Myers."
J.J. left them alone after that.
