Zach POV

"We need to tell Joe," Cammie and I said at the same time. I snapped my head to face her…

WHAT THE HELL? HOW THE FUCK does she know Joe? We must be talking about different people. Right? Just as those thoughts leave my head, the restaurant door opens.

"We need to move," Cammie ordered, ushering us towards the rear exit.

"What is going on?" Grant hissed in my ear, low enough for the girls not to hear. "Did she just say she needs to tell Joe? Joe as in-"

"Not now," I hissed back. These girls might know more than they are letting on. Cammie had taken Liz to the side and was speaking to her in rapid Bulgarian. I wish I had paid attention in modern languages.

I didn't have time to dwell on this though, we were rushing to the back of the hotel towards the beach. The girls were ahead of us, but every so often, one of them would glance back, checking their surrounding. Checking that we were still there.

There was a distant sound of sirens just edging its way closer.

"Bookworm, how do we get out of this?" Macey hissed. Liz paused for a moment. Wait….Did she just call Liz Bookworm? That's strange…..

"If we climb up onto this then we'll be able to make it onto the patio. From there we just need to find a window or a vent to get back into the hotel."

"Nice one," Bex nodded and the girls began to move away.

"Wait," I barked grabbing Cammie's arm. She spun around, her hands in closed fists as if ready to fight. But once she registered that it was me, her fists unclenched. "I don't know what the hell just happened, but we are not getting left behind."

"Considering how you handled yourself in there, I reckon you can take care of yourself, or do you need a G-" Cammie started to say. She was so mouthy, to begin with, that if her brain hadn't caught up with her mouth, I bet she was going to reveal some juicy information. Bex, Macey and Liz's eyes all grew wide, and their breathing hitched. Yep, Cammie was going to reveal something. "Or do you need a girl to save you," She quipped trying to rescue her mistake.

Too late. I released my hold on her arm and smirked, "Have it your way Cammie," She raised her eyebrow at my smirk.

Then the siren sound got closer and Cammie reverted back to being focused. We walked to the edge of the building and found a few vines. Bex tested them.

"They'll hold," She commented.

"So, do you want a leg up?" Grant asked.

Bex glared at him but had a huge smile on her face. "No thanks, I had a mountain of food earlier so I think my muscles are good." Everyone bit back a laugh.

Grant: 0 Bex: 1.

Once we were all back in the hotel, we were making our way back to our rooms. The elevator ride was tense. I could feel everyone's eyes darting around, sizing up the possible opponents. When we got to our floor, a natural instinct in me needed to walk Cammie to her door. The others speed on ahead, but I could feel Cammie slowing down waiting for me. She turned at her door to face me. If the date had gone smoothly, I would have tried to kiss her, heck, I probably would have kissed her. But not tonight. There seemed to be too much hanging between us. It might be spending too much time with Grant or the fact that we were attacked tonight, but I couldn't hide the spy part in me.

So I snapped, "You know I'll find out the truth."

Cammie raised her eyebrow at me, her expression was mostly serious, yet there was a slight amusement hidden in her eyes and slightly parted lips.

"You can try, but I've got nothing to hide."

"We all have things to hide Cammie," I muttered. Her face softened slightly. I backed away, giving a mock salute. "To being ordinary," I quipped.

Cammie's jaw dropped. I would have smirked if it wasn't for the whisper that came out of her mouth, "For your sake, I hope you are. But you obviously aren't, are you? I could be 99.9% sure of that Zach."

And with that said, she spun on her heel and walked away. Well, that certainly was one interesting night.

Cammie POV

Once I got back to the hotel room, I knew, I had to tell the girls, but before I could get to that, Bex decided she needed to scream something out.

"We need to find out what school they go to! Liz, you need to hack the CIA to see if you can find anything and the rest of us will help you."

Okay, now I really needed to tell them, "Ummm guys?" I asked quietly, luckily they heard me.

"Yes?" Bex, Liz, and Macey responded.

"I need to tell you something." Here goes nothing…..

"I already know what school the boys go to," I say, hesitantly. "They go to Blackthorne."

"WHAT?" The girls say simultaneously.

"But how do you know?" Liz asks quietly.

"And more importantly when did you find out?" Macey questions.

"And why do you know" Bex pushes.

"I found out in the beginning of junior year, this year only. Mr. Solomon was showing me a picture of him and my Dad, both of them were wearing shirts that said Blackthorne Institute for Boys. That's when I found out, and then I asked if that was where they both went to school, Mr. Solomon said yes. My Mom also then said that I could not tell anyone about this and said that if I did I would be in huge trouble." I say.

I am met with three girls staring at me with the most shocked and surprised expression ever.

"Also, Mom threatened me and Mr. Solomon said he'd fail me in class if I told anyone. Plus, both of them also said they would find out if I told someone." I rushed to add on. "I'm so sorry."

Thankfully, the girls forgive me and say that it's fine because I actually had a good reason for not telling them, for once.

"What are we going to do now?" Liz asked. "I mean our cover is exposed. The COC know where you are, Cammie."

"What about the boys?" Macey asked. "Do they know?"

"I'm 99.9% sure that they've figured it out by now," Bex responds. "And if they haven't then they are very stupid."

"I don't know what's going to happen next, but I know one thing for sure. I'm calling Joe, right now," I say.

And with that, I pick up my CIA issued phone, which nobody except my Mom, Joe, and the girls can contact me from, and dial Joe Solomon's number. I hold my breath as the phone rings and let out a sigh of relief when Joe picks up the phone.

"Cammie, what's up? Is everything okay?" Joe asks frantically.

"Ummm, we may or may not have a problem….." I say quietly.

I hold my breath as I wait for his response. What will he say?

Hey Guys! Once again I'm really, truly sorry for the late update. Yes, I realize that I haven't updated since the beginning of December and I know how bad that is. I really, really want to get back to updating regularly like I was when I first posted this story, but I just can't seem to find the time. One thing I'm sure of though is that I won't abandon the story because I made a promise to myself that no matter what I will finish this story, eventually. As y'all know CammieAMorgan has been helping me write the past couple chapters, and I'm proud to say that she had a major role in this chapter too. She wrote basically all of Zach's POV in this chapter, while I wrote Cammie's POV. Anyways, please review. I love hearing what y'all have to say.

SHOUTOUT TO REVIEWERS: Thank you so much for your encouragement!

Miss. L 2002: Thank you so much for your words. Idk what but there was something about them that was so encouraging and don't worry I won't quit and will pull through. The home stuff is better now though, so you are right about that.

GallagherGirls13BYE: I'm glad you think so and even more glad that it brightened your mood. You'll find out Joe's reaction in the next chapter!

BritishBombshell007: Thanks! You'll Joe's relation more in the next few chapters.

Dreamer0704: Hey! I think every student understands how annoying school work is. I mean, it's like the teachers want to drive us crazy with all the work they give.

bad-girl-always-bad: I hate to tell you this but I left you on a cliffhanger for this chapter too.

CammieAMorgan: I can't believe you're staying up late reading my story! Although you did help with a good chunk of it. Thank you so much for that. You are such an amazing writer!

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