Ok, I know its been a while but I really like this chapter, even though it is short! So Enjoy!
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What? "What?" I said aloud without knowing I did. Zach ran up behind me and said, "What's wrong?" My eyes stayed locked on the file as I answered, "He's alive, alive." I heard a dark deep voice that said, "Oh but not for long Miss
Morgan." We both turned to see a large man with a bald head. He ran at us and Zach kicked him in the stomach. He stopped for only a moment and then continued sprinting at me. Zach punched the man twice but he flipped Zach over onto
his back. "Baldy" grabbed me and put a gun to my head. I saw my boyfriend get up off the ground and he said, "Now, do you really want to do that?" The man just raised his eyebrows, "Do you know what I do boy? Heck yes I wanna do
this!" The man cocked the gun and I took a quick breath. But Zach continued, "Really? Think about it. You are going to give Delilah Goode exactly what she wants. The woman who tortures you, and orders you around like a dog. The woman
who supposedly killed your son, Darren." The man named Darren let up on his grip for a moment and then shook his head, "How do you know who I am, boy? And what do you know about this organization? You're just a kid." Zach smirked
halfheartedly and replied, "I know better than anyone, Darren. I'm her son." Darren's eyes widened but he quickly drew them back, "You are lying to me." Zach closed his eyes and shook his head, "Oh Darren, I really wish I was." The man
put a face on and said, "Prove it." "Fine," was all Zach said and he took off his shirt. On his lower left hip there was a bluish black tattoo. It had a COC sign with a G in the middle of the O. The G stood for Goode. The man's jaw literally
dropped. I barely noticed my opportunity because I was so awestruck. I had never noticed it before, he had never mentioned it. But I caught my chance just in time. I thrust my elbow back into the man's groin. He fell forward on his knees
and I threw a kick to his throat. I was about to knock him out when Zach stopped me. He walked up to the man and laid his foot gently on his face. "You know, I would feel bad for you," Zach said. "But who I really feel bad for, is your son."
Darren's eyes shot up to look at him. Zach continued, "Because you never looked for him. You never cared that he could have grown up without a mother or a father. Didn't care what could have become of him. You just sat here, in this
dump, even when you knew he wasn't dead." I stared down with confusion, not knowing where this was going. "This son of yours, you must have given up on. Now if he was alive, how would you want to face him? Like this? What would
you tell him? I guess what I'm trying to say is. . ." Just then I saw an emotion in Zach's eyes that I had never seen before. What was it? It was some mixture of regret, fury, pure hatred, and redemption. Zach kneeled down and almost
whispered the last part. And I could have sworn I saw a tear slide down from one of his emerald eyes as he slipped out, "I hate you, Dad."
Ok I know that was kinda cheesy with the whole tattoo-shirt-thing, but I had to do it! And Cliffy! I know none of you expected that! The next chapter is the last one so stay tuned! Need 10 reviews!