Chapter 28 – Cammie's POV

Today was not necessarily a productive day but tomorrow was THE day the day where I get my dad back. So a lot of strategizing and planning consumed most of my day.

I woke up as usual (not that not waking up would be unusual except it is). My internal clock remains intact. The mug in front of me steamed in the kitchen granite counter. I waited for Mairi or Chal or both to wake. Everyone else was asleep except for Macey. She's fixing her nails. Then Chal appears with Mairi still asleep in his arms and quietly asks where her room is; his eyes dazed with sleep. His suit was wrinkled due to a full night sleep in the floor. I slid off the chair and ushered him to follow down the hall third door to the right. He seemed oblivious to the fact that we all know what happened last night.

He was almost out when Macey races to the door "Wait!" I peered through the peephole. What could possibly be so important that she had to go after him?

Macey asks "Why don't you say you like her already?"

Only she can possess the talent to notice anything romantic, no matter how discreet it is. Well, he didn't deny it. Chal's reply was curt and long.

"I memorized every curve from her face. I know all her laughs. I've seen her tears. I know the reasons to why she gets mad. I know why she does the things she does. I know her every single one of insecurity. The other day she told me how much she appreciates my friendship. I'd rather have that than nothing at all. And I'm not going to ruin it for her by telling her I love her. And neither are you."

That was completely unexpected. Macey closes the door softly behind her and tells me. "He's a good boy."

I do believe her yet I question "How so?"

"He respects her."

Time Skip

"You did all this?" I asked looking at the wall blanketed with blueprints. He was so surprisingly thorough and saved us a lot of time.

"I'm a visual worker, Cammie." Jonas gushed "I like to strategize."

My fingers lightly trace the blueprint of the main building where Dad is. Six pushpins dominated the blue paper. Two on the roof, two in the middle floor and there was an extension one page with an apartment building in there two pushpins were placed in separate rooms. There is no doubt in my mind who are the pins.

"Bex and I will be on the roof." Grant says. "Liz is gonna override the security systems with Jonas"

"You and I spring your dad." Zach's hand found its place on top of mine. I wonder about the escape plans and PLAN B. I ask tentatively "How many exits are there?"

"Twenty four," calculated Liz. "Four main entrances, eighteen windows, and two fire escapes, twenty five if you blow a hole in the wall, not that you'd want to."

We have the cunning inside man… woman actually. This is too easy to be real. There must be some flaw, some imperfection making this fail in the future. We know where all the exits are. We have two spies perfectly capable of hacking through the firewalls. We have out back up who've earned the right to be 'the muscle'. It's all about Zach and I being able to improvise if anything was to go terribly, terribly wrong, which we totally can.

"Am I the only one who thinks an adult should be in on this?" Liz wants to know. "Because I think someone we trust should know."

"Like who? Mr. Solomon?"

"Abby?" Bex demands. "Mrs. Morgan?"

"No," I told them firmly. "Mom, she wouldn't believe me. I don't want her to hope because..."

She stands next to me with her arms crossed wearing a mischievous smile. "You're right; let's give her the element of surprise."

"And her husband," Macey said,

The cold dread I felt was replaced with a bubbly feeling. I turned around and sat down on the couch. I finally remembered something. Mairi never got less security for my dad so chances are we will set up several red flags. Plus, yesterday every single Circle of Cavan agent was here in Orleans; a handful could have stayed behind and gotten new missions or just plain stayed behind. Either way I am not okay with that.

"Cam, stop thinking." Grant says but my mind raced on. "We might not have gotten less security but never underestimate Matthew Morgan or us."

"Thanks." I smile halfheartedly.

"There's less human trafficking in the morning. We can start early tomorrow." Jonas adds after a while.

""Any cracks in this master plan Blackthorne Girl?"

"It's new." I explain, wiping the confused expression in Bex's face at the nickname Blackthorne Girl. "And yeah, Zach, that's everything. The only thing to do left is live the moment. Why? Does anyone have something to say?"

"YEAH, what happened last night, I heard yelling and door slamming."

Mairi stumbled into the room. The curly hair from last night turned into a rumpled, sloppy mess. "Um… Liz, that's nobody's business." She is not one to talk though.

"Did anything interesting happen at the party?" Macey asked keeping our cover 'we know nothing'. Mairi exclaimed "Mr. Solomon was there!"

"It seems likely he is a triple agent." Zach said knowingly. "Relax."

"He's a triple agent?" Mairi wondered excitedly. "I also met someone agent Polanski; he's Russian I think maybe Latvian."

"I remember him. He graduated from Blackthorne two years ago." Grant said.

"See, I knew that."

She truly didn't, along with that I thought of other things she does not know about, one in specific like Chal.

Do what you do best R&R!