Telegram: Chapter Seven

Amy's cheeks turned red as the cold fall wind blew against her face as she walked outside. It finally began to feel like November after having nice weather, meaning there was very sunny days that you didn't need a sweater to exit your home, but now, you needed it.

Amy zipped up her jacket hand relaxed her hands in the pockets. Her fingertips rubbed against her cell phone and a folded paper. Trust no one, Amy thought. I've always been told to trust no one. And I shouldn't. Not ever.

Amy thought about the paper in her pocket. Last night, after she hurried Dan, Atticus and Jake out of her bedroom, she received an email. Sort of like the telegram she got the other night, it asked her to meet someone somewhere at ten in the morning, but it wasn't signed by her mom and dad, someone else had signed it. Someone Amy never dared to trust again, in fact, she will never trust anyone again after her kidnap.

"I'd knew you'd show up," A familiar voice rang in Amy's ears as she entered an empty, abandon alley.

"Only for one reason. You and whoever else that is working for you caught me off guard last time, you'll never take me again," Amy said with clenched teeth. " I want the watch back Evan!"

"You came because of that stupid ancient ring? Gideon Cahill's ring is now in the hands of the Black Circle. You Cahills will never get it back over our dead bodies!" Evan said to Amy. She ignored his little comment, and tied her hair back.

"I trusted you Evan. I thought you were good. Now, I've learned my lesson. I appreciate that from you... so thank you for that I guess... Why did you invite me here? What is it that you and your gang possibly want? You mentioned something about questions?" Evan wrinkled his nose in annoyance, as Amy unzipped her jacket. She was ready to defend herself from anything in the stance she placed herself in. She dropped her jacket to the ground containing her cell phone and the paper inside her pocket. "Well, are ya gonna answer my question?"

"If you really do want to know, then very well. I was just about to tell you anyway. The second address in that email I had sent you is the address of the Daily Gazette Newspaper. Some reporter has been bugging me about you. What was her name? Linda Lace? I don't recall. Something like that. Point is, she's trying to track you down. She wants to interview you I guess. I'm just trying to get the lady to stop pestering me about you."

"Question me about what?"

"I have know idea, obviously for a story since she's a reporter. Your choice if you want to visit her or not. If not, I'll tell her the news that you are not interested."

Amy's head turned, and she glued her eyes on Evan, as if she was trying to read his mind. "Evan, why would she contact you instead of me? Don't you find that a little odd?"

"No, she says she can't find you, calls she makes to you are disconnected and all that stuff. I gave her your number and everything."

"And why not tell me this over a text, and email or a phone call? Why in person?"

"Listen Amy, I'll just tell the girl that you are not interested. No big deal. Unlike you Cahills, the Circle's member don't like to start drama."

Evan began to walk away. His shoulder bumped into Amy as he past her, exiting the alley. Before he walked out he stopped to a halt as Amy spoke. "Don't bother telling her that. I'll visit her myself," Amy said as she walked past Evan exiting the alley. "Have a nice life Evan... It was a pleasure spending that short time period with you. Good-bye!" Amy left one direction as Evan left another, departing into their separate ways. One heading to a newspaper company, the other, heading off to do bad things.

Amy didn't realize it. She promised herself never to trust another soul, but she trusted Evan about the journalist. What she didn't realize was that she was walking straight into the Black Circle's trap by visiting the group's leader. She was visiting the Black Circle's Vesper One, but in this case, it was more like Black Circle One... their group really should work on a name to call her.

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Amy pushed open the doors to the Daily Gazette. Immediately she walked toward the lady at the desk in the front. She typed into the computer in front of her as she held the desk phone between her ear and shoulder. Her hazel eyes quickly glanced at Amy as she approach the front desk.

"I'm sorry can you hold on a minute?" She said into the phone and the placed it on it's holder and looked up at Amy. "Busy day today... Are you here for the job opening? You look so young to be a journalist sweetheart."

"Oh no, I'm not here for that. I'm actually looking for someone," Amy told the lady. She searched her desked and pulled out her planner and quickly browsed through it.

"Well, I don't see any appointments on here dear child. Um may I ask you you are searching for?" Amy shrugged her shoulders.

"Not exactly. I don't think I have the name right, uh does a Linda Lace sound familiar to you?"

The lady shook her head indicating 'no.' "Sorry cupcake, I don't know any Linda Lace's. Maybe you mean Lacey Lake our second floor reporter?" Amy nodded her head, she wasn't quite sure. The name did sound like the one Evan gave her. "Okay honey, visitors are asked to sign in before they go and uh... visit so please do sign your name right here," She handed Amy a pen and pointed to a book on her desk. "Lacey is on the second floor, if you take the elevator, it will be the first desk you see. Brunette gal, very kind sweetheart."

Amy gave the helpful lady at the desk a kind smile and entered the elevator shaft next to the lady's desk. Two men have been working on fixing that thing all day and just now got done. No one was inside when Amy had pushed the buttons... No one was inside just as the Black Circle planned. As the door closed shut, the elevator lights went out, Amy could not see a thing. Suddenly, it happened.

Amy heard a snap. She searched for an emergency button but couldn't see due to the darkness. The elevator was falling. Amy was falling.

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Jake couldn't follow Amy. She was too far ahead of him and he had sadly lost her. She was out of sight. He sat down on a bench and moaned and groaned. If the Circle gets ahold of her again... Jake shook the thought out of his head. He was commanded to catch Amy, to stop her, and that was what he was going to do.

Amy's cell phone, that she refuses to pick up was connected to the Gideon Satellite, so was his, and Dan's, and Atticus's, Jonah's... etc. He was saved because of that. Jake had a GPS of Amy's cell phone. He had her pinpointed on the map on his smartphone. He then had began to make his way towards Amy's location.

Arriving to the place Jake's smartphone had led him to, he came to a halt, and disappointment filled his body. Amy wasn't there. He looked around the area. She at least had to be here... if she wasn't why would the GPS bring me here?

Jake found his answer as he spotted the jacket Amy had put on before she left that morning, lying on the ground. He ran towards it. As he pick up the jacket, the items of her pocket fell out, her cell phone, a folded piece of printer paper, and a breath mint. He picked up the phone and paper and stuffed it in his pocket. As he did that he pulled out his own phone.

Came to a dead end. Have no idea where she is. Any clue why she would come to an abandon alley?

Within seconds he got a reply from Amy's brother Dan.

Dan:Have no clue why she would be there. BTW the other Cahills agree with this Vesper thing. They want us to accept their request. I'm going to do it, if Amy likes it or not...

With a sigh he put his phone back into his pocket and pulled out the paper he found from Amy's jacket. His eyes widen as he read the unfolded paper. It came very clear to him why she came here. Now, she was either kidnapped or attended the second address on the sheet.

"Amy, what the hell are you doing?" He whispered under his breath. Stuffing the paper back into his pocket, he hurried out of the alley and GPSed the second address on the paper. But before Jake Rosenbloom could exit, something caught his eye. A wallet!

It wasn't his of course, nor Amy's. He never seen it before. He pick it up off the ground. Hundred dollar bills and bills lower than that were stuffed into the little pocket space. His head tilted as he noticed whose driver's license that was in it. Tolliver? What's he doing here?

Jake never really has thought of Evan to be the rich type, he expected him to be average like other normal people. The letter in his pocket didn't really mention any names at all, excepted Amy's. It was just an email printed off the computer, from someone else to Amy. Could it possibly be Evan who sent it? Jake didn't know. He had to know whose email address was in that paper. But before that, he had to find Amy.

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Lacey Lake looked down out the window from her floor. Fire trucks. Police cars. Ambulances. They weren't going to find anything. Only one person was in that fallen elevator, but when they get to it, the person was going to be gone. In fact, the body was being taken out of the Daily Gazette right now! She had won, and that's why a smile had filled her cheeks, or at least wanted too. She couldn't smile around these people... they'd think she'd be a horrible person if they found her smiling and smirking at the emergency cars.

She had won. She knew she was going to win. Once that girl dies... well, then she could go to the next step in her plan... revenge. It was such a great day for Lacey today. A very good day indeed!

Lacey's phone rang. it made her shake out of her happiness. She grabbed her cell phone and answered. Cell phones weer prohibited at her job... well unless of emergencies and when you were on lunch break, or doing an interview somewhere out of the company building.

"Aww... Beatrice, so lovely to hear from you," Lacey said into the phone.

"Yeah, yeah... we got the girl, just as you requested. We are just about to leave the Daily Gazette."

"Well done for a Cahill Beatrice," Lacey said.

"I do hope you realized it was my father, a Cahill who started this organization, so you have no right to say that."

"Well, great job then, bye-bye!"

Lacey hung up. Today was officially the best day ever.


Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it was filled with so many cliffhangers wasn't it? Now we know three Circle members (well that are alive) for a fact, they are Lacey Lake, Evan Tolliver, and Beatrice Cahill. I choose Beatrice as one because I thought she would be perfect for the job, especially since her Dad started the group after her mother died. Now I have a favor to ask you guys, I have a very important poll on my profile, voting is very well encouraged by me, if you aren't eligible to vote because you don't have an account, please do say your answer in a review!

Thank you to those who have reviewed: fantasybooklover, Agent Get Amy And Ian Together, angels101! I appreciate your dedication to this story very much! Can't do it without you! Angels101, I guess your prediction was sort of write, instead of a telegram it was an email... same thing though. And Agent Get Amy and Ian Together, I guess I did have a great Christmas this year present wise. The only thing I didn't get that I wanted was the 39 Clues Rapid Fire books. :( Haven't read them yet, but I'm going to one of these days. What about you?

Some people do these... I do them every so often, they are called Fact&Questions. It helps me get to know you readers better, and you to know me better. So you may see me sneak one in every so often.

Fact&Question: I'm a swimmer, a summer swimmer on a swim team. And during the early fall I play volleyball for my school. I love to watch gymnastics and basketball and swimming on TV if I can. My question is, do you play sport? If so, what do you play? Do you like to watch any sports on TV or at the actual event? If so, what sports?

-MLC99