Really short chapter.

"Cameron." Uncle Joe starts with a stern look on his face. He called me to his office after the CoveOps field trip. My hair is still dripping wet from the lake.

"Yes sir?" I bit my lip, knowing that Uncle Joe will not cut me any slack.

"If that were a real mission, you would be dead."

"I'm sorry, I just got carried away."

"Carried away with a boy. How will your father respond to this news? And I can only assume that while you were frolicking with some boy, the CIA press probably had a field day!"

I gulp. "Do you have to tell him?"

"I'm sure he already knows Cammie. There are no secrets in the spy world when it comes to mistakes."

"Noted, sir. May I go now?" Uncle Joe wasn't going to punish me. That was the worst punishment of them all.


Waiting. Waiting is the worst kind of torture for spies. As a spy, I have been trained to react to any situation but when I have to wait for that situation my adrenaline rises and I begin to assume the worst.

"You need to calm down Cameron! What's the worst he can do? He is your father!" Bex chucks a pillow at me as I pace back and forth.

"Take me out of school. Give me more guards." Transfer me to Siberia.

The phone rings. The dreaded phone call.

"I'm too nervous! Can you answer it?" I ask.

Bex answers by picking up the phone, "Oh, hello Mr. Morgan How are you-"

"Uh huh." Bex responds to my dad talking.

"Yes, that was me on the jet ski." She mouths the words 'I'm Famous.' I roll my eyes. Bex would be the only spy that happy that she was famous.

"He wants to talk to you."

I gulp and grab the phone, "Hi dad."

"Cameron what were you thinking?"

"I just was having fun dad."

"Well that fun has embarrassed me and my position in the CIA."

"All because I had fun in a lake?"

"Cammie...you had at least four Circle members surrounding you during your little outing. I had to call in 3 of my best agents to save your ass. AND one of them got shot in the hand because of your incident."

My eyes widen, "I..I didn't know, I'm sorry." Why didn't I see them? Why didn't Zach see them?

"I would pull you out of school, but it would look even worse to the press if you dropped out. But you are only permitted to going to your classes. Got that Cameron?"

"Yes, sir." I sigh. No more Zach.