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Chapter 15

Alora and Jamison were walking quickly along the side of the building when the heard something behind them. Jamison whirled around and came face to face with Frankie and Mo.

Alora took a hesitant step back but was stopped when Jamison's gun was pressed to her neck.

"Drop your guns, or I shoot her." Jamison yelled to Frankie and Mo who obediently lowered their guns and let them fall to the ground. Jamison moved slowly over and picked them up, tossing them into the bushes that lined the parking lot.

Frankie looked at Mo out of the corner of her eye and let out a small sigh. Great. What were they going to do now?

Mo watched as Jamison held his gun to Alora's neck. Hopefully he wouldn't harm her…and where was their backup? He thought John would have gotten here by now.

"Wait a minute." Frankie said softly as she got a better look at Jamison.

"What?" He snarled as he pointed his gun toward Frankie.

She noted his dark hair and blue eyes. It was those eyes…the same blue eyes that had mocked her night after night in her sleep. Jamison was the man in her dreams. He was the one that haunted her with his cold, blue eyes. And now here she was, in the same position she had been in all of her dreams. She hoped the ending would be a little better this time around though. "You're the one from my dream."

Jamison raised a questioning brow. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Mo glanced over at Frankie wondering what she was going to say. Hopefully nothing that would upset Jamison and cause him to use the weapon he held tightly in his hand.

"You gave told me all of your attacks. It was all in my dreams, but the attacks were real." Frankie glanced over at the building trying to think of what to say. "In my dreams you said I betrayed you. I asked you why and you told me all of the attacks I had given away. Then when I woke up, the attacks were real…and I could prevent them." Frankie immediately wished she could take back her words when she saw and angry gaze pass quickly over Jamison's face.

Alora looked over at Jamison with a glare of her own. "I told you it wasn't me, you fool!"

Jamison seemed confused, but he pulled his gun away from Alora's neck and pointed it at Frankie. "So it was you who betrayed our secrets. I should have believed Alora when she said she would never betray her comrades."

Mo and Frankie glanced at Alora confusedly. "What's he talking about, Alora?" Mo was the first one to find words.

Alora smirked as Jamison pulled a her gun from his belt and handed it to her. "You heard him."

Frankie glared at her. "I should have known something like this was going on. I never trusted you from the beginning, Alora, and you know I didn't. But I put up with you…for the sake of the others."

Alora raised her gun and laughed. "You put up with me? I don't think so." She nodded toward Jamison. "We could have killed you anytime we wanted…you had no idea!"

Mo still seemed a little confused as he watched all that was taking place. Was this the same Alora that had so meekly come into their organization? How had she passed all of the background tests that they had given her. Probably because no one had known of her involvement with terrorist organizations. And all the time she had been plotting against them…planning attacks.

"You talked of never betraying your friends…what about us, Alora? Are you saying that we meant nothing to you. Weren't we your friends?" He asked seriously as he waited for Alora's reply.

Jamison shook his head and rolled his eyes. "C'mon, Alora, let's get out of here…we don't have time for this tear-jerking conversation." He grinned slightly and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Alora commanded as she pointed her gun toward Frankie. "My friends?" She glanced toward Mo as she spoke. "These are my friends…" She gave a quick wave of her hand toward Jamison. She turned, her gun still trained on Frankie, her finger poised over the trigger. "I've waited nearly a year for a moment like this to come along." Alora said to Frankie with a glare.

Frankie looked at Mo hesitantly. "What are you talking about, Alora? Are you so willing to betray those that have helped you and welcomed you so eagerly?"

Alora shook her head with a mirthless laugh. "If I put down this gun, the only one I would be betraying is my brother."

Jamison listened carefully as Alora spoke…he knew this moment would have to come sooner or later. Now she could no longer be spy in the Threat Matrix team…her true identity had been revealed to Frankie and Mo.

Alora continued when she noticed Frankie and Mo's confused expressions. "You don't remember my brother, Frankie?" She asked threateningly. "Kalian Stari. Does the name ring a bell?"

Frankie shook her head, keeping her eyes locked on Alora. What was going on? Who was Alora's brother, and what did he have to do with any of this?

"December 3, 2004." Alora quoted. "There was another office building similar to the one that happened recently. My brother was there. So were you, Frankie." The tension in Alora's voice began to rise. "You immediately assumed that he had something to do with the bombing…but you weren't just satisfied with arresting him. No, you had to shoot him down! You murdered him, Frankie Ellroy!"

Frankie stepped forward to protest, but was stopped by Alora's finger moving closer to the trigger of her gun. "He was a terrorist, Alora."

Alora shook her head. "He didn't even have a weapon!" She nearly choked on her words as her growing rage began to show through her dark brown eyes.

Frankie swallowed guiltily. Yes, she did remember this event. Kalian Stari ran when she found him…she had no choice but to fire her gun. "I didn't have a choice. I couldn't let him get away."

"So you murdered him?" Alora raised a challenging brow.

"I didn't murder him!" Frankie glanced to Mo for support, but he didn't remember the event so he was little help for her.

Jamison stepped up next to Alora. "Well it wasn't self-defense."

Alora looked over at Jamison and smirked. It was then she saw something move behind him. She could quite tell what it was, because it was hidden around the corner of the building. Apparently no one else had noticed because they were still watching her intently. "Did you expect me to forget that?" She asked Frankie, trying to avert everyone's attention away from the moving figure behind them.

"I didn't even know Kalian had a sister…until now." Frankie's head was spinning…how could she not have connected Alora Stari with her brother…now everything made sense. Alora's brother was a terrorist that Frankie had killed. This, in turn, had angered Alora and caused her to form a terrorist group to stir up trouble. During all of this she had applied for a job on the Threat Matrix team, and since she had a clear background she had gotten in. She had apparently been using this position to feed information back to Jamison and her terrorist group…all the while planning to an attack to get back at Frankie for what she had done. Yes, it all made perfect sense now. "So you planned all of those attacks against the office building…and the children?!"

Alora shook her head with a grin. "No, my good friend, Jamison, took care of all that."

And then she heard it. The sound of quickly footsteps behind her. She watched as Jamison's gun fell from his hand as another was pressed against his spine.

"John Kilmer!" Frankie sighed with relief.

"Jamison Alibi, you are under arrest." John picked Jamison's gun up off the ground and motioned for another of the cops to take Jamison to the squad car.

Alora grinned as she placed her gun back in its holster. "It's about time you got here, John. I thought I was gonna have to shot her."

Confused expressions immediately fell upon Frankie and Mo. "Wait a minute." Mo said. "What's going on here?"

John laughed slightly as he watched Jamison being loaded into the squad car. "We've been after that man for years. Alora helped up get him."

"Sorry I had to draw my gun on you Frankie." Alora smiled apologetically, hoping that Frankie and Mo were not permanently angry with her.

Frankie's jaw nearly dropped with shock as she heard John and Alora speak. "Would somebody mind filling me in here?"

John laughed again and shook his head. "It'll all be explained when we get back to headquarters." He patted Mo on the shoulder because he seemed to have a look of surprise frozen on his face. "C'mon…let's go."

Alora, John, and Mo headed off toward John's car leaving Frankie to watch as Jamison was read his rights and shoved into the back of a police car. What had just happened? Wasn't Alora one of the bad guys? Maybe John just didn't know this…but apparently he knew more then her. She let out a frustrated sigh and quickly jogged to catch up with them…hopefully all would be explained when they got back to the Vault, like John had said.

P.S. Aaaaaaahhh! What's going on? Lol. Pleez give me honest reviews for this chapter because I don't know if it's too confusing or not. I know you don't yet know why Alora held her gun on Frankie and then immediatly turned good when John arrived and arrested Jamison, but that will be explained in the next chapter. What I wanna know is if y'all understood the story line while Alora was talking about her brother and if you understood all what was going on during this chapter...hope so! :) Thanx!