Chapter 10

"What do you mean you don't have his location?" Cammie peeped in the headmistress's office as she heard her mother spoke madly on her phone. "You should already know his whereabouts by now…It has been two days. I thought your entire team is working on this?"

Cammie didn't mind struggling for balance in a tiny secret passageway as she heard her mother talking to a head CIA agent. "…Then what are the reasons for the team to find no track? Isn't the boy supposed to be on the top priority?" Cammie could have sworn she heard her mother's voice crack. Zach where are you?

~~~ Let Bygones Be Bygones ~~~

"This could get us in trouble," Liz said as she carefully examined the weapon drawers. "I can't believe Zach is still AWOL!" Macey rolled her eyes as she opened Zach's closet and started searching for whatever clue she could find. "I have a huge feeling that what Jonas told you was true," Bex pointed at Macey.

"Uhm…Refresh my memory?!" Macey panicked as she spun towards Bex's direction. "That maybe…just maybe, he was captured by that thief," Bex smirked as she skipped and went into the bathroom. Macey's eyes went wide as she grabbed a pair of Zach's undergarments, "This is cute," she glanced at Liz.

Liz showed her back a smile, "I didn't know he likes Bananas In Pajamas," she laughed as she focused her eyes on the pair that Macey is holding. "I know right?!" Macey gave a wry smile, "I'm definitely keeping this."

The door flew open and Cammie stormed in, "It took me approximately ten minutes to lose that creepy agent," She breathed as she locked the door. Macey laughed as she stashed the pair into her purse, "At least you got yourself a personal agent," she jauntily said as she strode towards the study table and begun examining the cupboards.

"I have a feeling that mom ordered him to keep an eye on me," Cammie rolled her eyes and glanced around the room, "…so, what's our progress?"

Liz prudently placed the pocket knives back inside the drawer and sighed, "We can't find a single clue," she said as she spun towards Bex who came running from the bathroom, holding a laundry basket. "Cam, I think these are the last clothes he wore before he had gone AWOL," Bex said as she placed the basket down the floor.

Cammie grabbed the plain white shirt and the black denim shorts which are placed on the top of the basket and then she took a whiff of his shirt and realized that the smell of soap is still fresh. Cammie settled on Zach's bed as she searched every pocket of his denim shorts and a second later, she found herself staring on a piece of paper.

Stop looking. – Z

~~~ Let Bygones Be Bygones ~~~

"Wow! He knew you'd be looking," Bex combed her hair with her fingers as she eyed Cammie. "Duh! He's her boyfriend," Macey smirked as she walks and sways her hips slightly while running her fingers to the stone walls of the corridor… she then saw Bex's facial expressions turned gloomy, "What's wrong?"

Bex got lost in thought for a moment but she managed to focus back on Macey, "Nothing…I was just wondering where he could be." Deep inside Bex's thoughts, she worries about Zach. She remembered the time when she was very concerned about Cammie's disappearance and Zach was the one who accompanied her…he was the one she leaned on…he was always beside her to cheer her up whenever she was feeling down which is the reason why all Bex ever wanted is for him to be happy, but then again, Cammie is the one who makes him happy. Plus, the fact that he just sees me as a friend, Bex sighed as she studied Cammie for an instant and she saw her with sadness written all over her face.

Bex was about to pat Cammie on the shoulder when…"Hey, kiddo…please tell me Chef Louis didn't serve pasta this morning." Rachel Morgan walked towards her daughter with poise and Cammie gave her mother a wry smile, "Nope…he served platters of seafood's," she snorted as she turned to her friends, "I'll see you back in the room."

~~~ Let Bygones Be Bygones ~~~

Rachel Morgan always feasts with her daughter every Sunday and Italian cuisines happened to be what she prepared. Cammie thought that it would be the best timing for her to ask about Zach but she didn't want to ruin her mother's already devastated mood so she settled herself on the couch and started to eat her main course which is Orecchiette pasta with garlic bread.

"So, how's your day so far?" Rachel said as she sat beside Cammie. "Okay," Cammie said as she took a spoonful of pasta. Rachel studied her daughter, "I know you miss him, in addition to that, you're concerned whether he's okay or not…" Rachel shifted comfortably with composure as she ran her fingers through her daughter's dirty blonde hair. "Why can't they find him?" She eyed her mother.

Rachel smiled as she focused back on her plate, "I wish I knew, kiddo. The operatives have gone through a lot, trying different strategies just to trail him but they cannot find a single trace…so it might take them weeks to find him."

Cammie felt her stomach flip, "What if he doesn't want to be found?" she studied her mom with desperate eyes. "Then we will be lucky enough to find him after months and months of investigation but for now try to focus more on other things…can you do that?"

Cammie frowned as she put her plate down the center table, "I'm already trying but…it's hard, mom." She's been telling herself not to cry all this time but she can't help the tears that started falling down her cheeks…suddenly she felt weak as she realized that she's just pretending to be okay, "I feel like there's a part of me that's missing and I can't do anything…I feel like I can't…breathe," Cammie's voice cracked as she started to sob. Rachel wrapped her arms around her daughter and squeezed her into a tight embrace, "Everything is going to be okay, kiddo. I would do everything in my power to find him and that is a promise."