A/N: Hey guys if you want to check out my other story feel welcome. (My other story is called 'Because of a mission gone wrong' I'm not going to beg you to read it but if you do excellent if you don't oh well never mind!)
"They're going to kidnap you and Cammie?! Are they crazy?" Grant exclaimed.
"It's genius!" Jonas hollered out of nowhere.
"What is?" I asked.
"I was hacking Dr. Steve's files since you know his security on his computer is ten times lower then the security in his office. I found an e-mail from Cammie's mom to Dr. Steve and it was all about the last task!"
"WHAT!" Grant and I yelled.
"You heard me. Cammie and your kidnapping is all planed it's the last task."
"What else does the e-mail say?"
"It gives all the details about it: the time and place, where you're going to be kept what you're going to have to do- hey get this." Jonas said suddenly placing a finger on the screen and reading aloud. "'Cammie and Zach will be kept in room like 'cells' that their friends will take for actual cells. Cammie will later be asked to make her friends believe that she is being tortured while Zach, you will try to 'fight' off the goons. Cammie and you will be being kept by the French students.' Well you get the point. Cammie's going to be screaming and you'll be beating the crap out of the goons!"
"Well isn't this all just perfect." Grant stated.
A/N: Okay so this is the secret mission scene, the missing phone and the getting the phone back. (Can't be bothered to write them again and you've already read those. If you don't remember just re-read chapter 19-20 I think)
Dubai is a wonderful place with all its huge buildings, sand dunes, fountains, horse and camel race tracks. The guys and I went quading straight away and when we came back Joe summoned the girls and boys to his hotel room.
"Good evening everyone, tonight you will all be attending a horse race. Just go and have fun and what ever else teens your age do now a day."
Grant wiggled his eyebrows at me and I knew what he was thinking. Betting on horses had never been a question of chance for us Blackthorne boys.
We each got a limo a girl and boy in each one. I was with Cammie of course.
"Zach you still have the book right?" Cammie asked while facing me in the car.
"Of course I do Cammie what do you take me for? It's safe and hidden." I spoke. I leaned in slightly smirking. "You look beautiful tonight. Not that you don't always but tonight you look even more beautiful if that's possible." I breathed as I pushed a few locks of her hair away from her face.
We were close to one another, our breaths mingling, our lips brushing from time to time. I stared into her gorgeous blue eyes and she stared back. We were lost for some time in each others eyes, her gaze shifting from one eye to the other and then ever so discreetly her eyes drifted down towards my lips, lingered there for a moment and then trailed back up to my eyes. I smirked knowing what she wanted and as much as I wanted to tease her like she had teased me lots of times before I couldn't resist. Her lips looked too soft, too kissable. My heaven, so I just placed my hands on both her cheeks and kissed her gently on the lips. I felt a fire grow and she answered my fire with her own. I pulled her on to my lap and tucked her under my arms. Getting lost in the kiss I forgot my tiny hint of guiltiness of cheating. Then again she shouldn't have trusted me enough to give it to me.
The car stopped and we stepped out smiling at the tourists watching with envy as millionaires walked down the red carpet and into the VIP quarters. Lots of the tourists widened their eyes as they saw Cammie and I walk down the carpet, we were the first teenagers to arrive. I smirked remembering my cover as one of the youngest billionaires in the world. I wrapped an arm around Cammie's waist and pulled her to my side. I looked around as some tourist took pictures of Cammie and I, I kissed her temple and smiled at her. She just rolled her eyes knowing that I was enjoying this far more then I was supposed to.
"Excuse me Sir!" A stranger in the crowd called out.
I steered Cammie in the young man's direction. He was with a group of other men, perhaps in their twenties. Journalists.
"Yes?" I asked politely, whispering something in Cammie's ear causing her to giggle.
"Well I'm a writer for The World and I would like to ask you a few questions." He said his eyes raking over Cammie.
I nodded my head inviting him to go on as I brought Cammie closer to me protectively as she rolled her eyes and kissed my cheek. She didn't even need to tip toe because of the huge heels her disguise forced her to wear. She had a long blood red dress, with a slit that went up to her mid thigh and smoky make up and her hair was its natural long and straight. All in all she was gorgeous as always.
"What exactly is your name?" He asked.
"What is your status?"
"I am one of the, if not THE, youngest billionaire in the world." I said following my cover as a boastful, cocky and confident boy, not much different from the real me is it?
I smirked as the journalist's mouth hanged open. "I've never heard of you."
"I like to keep a low profile until necessary." Kind of contradictory, don't you find? I'll have to talk to Joe about this cover of mine. "Now if you'll excuse me I have a wonderful night to enjoy with my girlfriend." I pecked Cammie on the lips.
She pushed me away, grinning but I pulled her back into my arms and hugged her tightly until being interrupted by our best friends from long date that we hadn't seen in a year. Cammie squealed and ran into Grant's awaiting arms as Bex ran to me.
"Just so you know this is plain torture." Bex whispered in my ear as she hugged me.
"Same here Rebecca." I replied smirking. I then go to shake Grants hand throwing an arm around his shoulder while Bex and Cammie hug like long lost friends. When in truth they had seen each other not even half an hour ago.
"Come on Alex we don't want to miss the beginning of the race." I call to Cammie, ushering her forward.
She links her arm with Bex and follows us forwards. When we enter we go to a table that we decide to share together. Grant and I leave to go place bets. We study the statistic boards of all the horse wins and losses and places. We exchanged a few words and then we knew without hesitation that it was Night Air that was going to win. He had only won once in the whole season but Jonas had given us all the information about the horses before we left and we were certain that Night Air was going to win.
"No doubt about it." Grant and I went to place our bets.
"I'll put three millions on Night Air." I requested. The lady behind the counter blinked shocked.
"Come on man! Three million, are you crazy?" I pretend to be thoughtful for a moment as the woman smiled approvingly at Grant not understanding that he was pressing me to bet more.
"You're right bro'. Scratch that please." I waited for her to cancel my bet. "I'll go for ten million five thousand five hundred." Her jaw dropped as she typed it in and handed me a slip of paper.
Grant grinned. "That's more like you dude. I'll top you, fifteen million… Thanks." We went back to our seats smirking and placed our bets on the table.
(A/N: Please know that I've never placed a bet at a horse race so I don't know if there's a limit or what… Thanks.)
Cammie swallowed her food and jokingly picked up the paper. Her mouth dropped when she saw how much I had put at stake.
"Oh my gosh! Did you seriously bet ten million and stuff?" She shrieked.
"Yep." I said popping the 'p'.
"On chance? On a horse that has only won one race this season?" She questioned.
"I see you've been doing your research and yes I did but it's not chance. Blackthorne boys never bet by chance." I stated.
Cammie sobered at then seeming disgusted. "Oh… So you cheated." It wasn't a question she was stating what she thought was a fact.
"No it's not cheating it's logic and putting all things into account." I replied.
She scoffed. "Yeah right of course. I'd love to see you lose."
Then she turned away and continued to talk to Bex. I looked at Grant and he laughed loudly.
"We won't lose, no way. We calculated everything." He said and I nodded.
We finished eating watching as smaller horse races passed and finally we were done eating when the final race arrived. We watched as the horses raced against each other determined to beat the other.
Suddenly I could hear nothing apart from Cammie's melodic laughter as the first horse passed the finish line.
A/N: And there we go. Review if you want to point anything out. Wrote this chapter really quick, Monday night the worst night. Small chapter but hey it's still a chapter! What do you think happened? Did you like it?