Looking down the roof of a high building towards a two leveled white building; Sam, Clover, and Britney had their Heat-Sensor 6000 Infrared Sunglasses on. Standing in front of the entrance were six armed men.

"Looks like we're not going through the front doors," Britney said.

"That's a lot of guards," Clover added.

"We have to find another way in," Sam replied before she saw a worn out sign.

Sam pulled out her compowder and took a picture of the sign. She then looked at the photo closely, however, she couldn't make it out. Clover and Britney looked over her shoulder.

"I can't see what it says," Britney said.

"Let's see what Jerry can find out about this picture," Sam replied as she sent over the picture and called their boss.

"Hello girls," Jerry said as the small holographic image of him appeared. "What can I do to assist you?"

"I just sent you a picture of a sign, I can't make it out," Sam paused. "Think you might be able to?"

"I have it now," Jerry answered. "Oh my. You're right, Sam. Off hand I can't make it out myself. I will send it through a few scans to see what we can come up with."

"Thank you, Jerry," Sam replied as she hung up.

Sam looked from Britney to Clover. They sighed as they returned to spying at the guards for a couple minutes. So far, the guards were pacing and laughing as they told jokes to one another. Britney's sunglasses caught onto something crucial to the case. As one of the guards walked, swinging his arms, his short sleeves rolled up and revealed a large circular scar around the man's biceps.

"Sam, Clover," Britney began to speak before Sam's compowder started going off again.

Sam quickly answered so it wouldn't give away their cover. The holographic image of Jerry appeared again.

"Here's the scoop, girls," Jerry said. "The picture you sent is Wilber Reads' sign to his medical practice. His first building was here in Beverly Hills."

"No wonder the guards have the scarred biceps," Britney said..

"So you saw them too?" Sam replied.

"Wait, you two saw them too?" Clover questioned. "I thought I was crazy."

"That is not at all good," Jerry paused. "If that's the case, you have to be careful."

"We will, Jerry," Britney said.

The call ended and Sam placed her compowder back in her bag. They looked at each other before they took off their eye-gadget. However, before any of them could say anything; Britney and Clover felt iron tight hands grip on their arms, holding them tightly so they couldn't fight back.

"What is going on!?" Clover yelled.

"I don't know!" Britney said.

"Clover! Britney!" Sam screamed before she felt hands with an iron tight grip grab onto her arms. "GET OFF OF ME!"

"Good job Willa and Whitney," a male voice spoke. "You captured a few spies."

The male voice struck a recent memory to both Sam and Clover. Their eyes shot wide open as worry began to soften their hearts once again. What happened to Connor and David? Were they okay? Are they still alive?

…..

Connor, David, and William sat in their cold cell room completely silent. They heard the sound of keys and the door unlocking before three girls were flung into the room with them. A millisecond after that, the door slammed shut and became locked once again. Sam began rubbing her arm as she glared towards the door. Clover and Britney did the same thing.

"Talk about rough," Clover paused. "It's gonna take layers of foundation to hide these bruises!"

"Tell me about it," Sam replied.

"At least we are inside now," Britney reminded them both. "We just have to figure out how to escape this room."

It was silent for a moment or two.

"Sam!" David's voice called to her.

"Clover!" Connor called out.

Both Sam and Clover perked up with hope, they looked at each other before slowly turning their heads to see the three boys behind them. Both Sam and Clover had tears filling up in their eyes.

"David," Sam spoke, shyly.

"Connor," said Clover, sheepishly.

Britney was up on her feet with her Laser Lipstick in her hand. She went to the chains of the men in the room and began melting the metal. Once David and Connor were free, they ran to their respected girls. David hugged Sam, holding her close. Sam had wrapped her arms around him, burying her head against his chest. Connor placed his hands against Clover's shoulders, looking at her straight in the eyes.

"Are you alright?" Connor asked. "You're not hurt, are you?"

"I'm fine," Clover said, answering his question. "I'm just glad that we found you."

"Are you okay, David?" Sam questioned. "You're covered in bruises and cuts."

"I'm okay, Sam," David answered. "I'm just glad that you're here."

Britney was getting William out, letting Clover and Sam have their moment with Connor and Sam. William sighed as he looked at the spy in the blue suit.

"Is Alex okay?" He asked.

"Yes, she is getting treatment from our employer," answered Britney as she finished melting William's chains with her Laser Lipstick.

Sam, Clover, David, and Connor then stood up and they looked at everyone standing in the room. Sam took charge once again.

"We need to stop Wilber Reads and get out of here without getting scarred ourselves," Sam said.

"We'll follow your lead," Connor replied.