I know you guys are probably mad at me for not updating . Honestly I'm not angry at myself because my first priority was the most important exam to get to High School. So yeah, maybe you guys hate apologies right now. So I won't apologize. Thank you to you who waited for this next chapter. So, I hope you enjoy. I need feedbacks

Chapter 17

Tom POV

I woke up with a bad headache. I felt a pain in my chest and I found it difficult to breathe. I sat up and wondered where my shirt was. I looked around me and no one was there. I found my shirt and jacket, damp and covered with dirt.

Someone tapped my back and I jumped. It was Cloe. She looked like she was holding back a laugh. "You okay?" I asked.

"I thought I was supposed to ask you that question" she said.

"Hey, you snooze, you lose" I joked and she rolled her eyes at me.

I yawned and felt tired again, but I decided this wasn't a good time to go back to sleep. I went to the water and washed my face. The cool water was refreshing and I took the liberty drink; not caring the cleanliness.

Cloe slapped my head. "Spit that out. You're can't drink that,"

"But I'm thirsty,"

"Dude, my car just crash in there and as far as I'm concerned, you're drinking polluted water"

I couldn't argue with that. So, I spit it out. "Here, drink this," Cloe handed me a water bottle. "Okay, so we need to find a way to get out of here. I've covered half the area around here. I only found one way but the journey is not going to be easy. There are animal traps set up three miles from here so it's crucial that we avoid those. It's very dangerous and the natives will catch us. So what I want you to do is…"

"What about the others?" I interrupted her on purpose. Mainly because I couldn't understand a word she just said. Cloe looked hesitated, she didn't answer me. "What about the others Cloe," I asked again.

"We're a… We're gonna have to leave them," she said.

"Leave them?" I was startled when she said that.

"Yes. There's nothing more we could do"

"No, there is. We should find them" I said, starting to feel a little angry.

"How Tom? We were separated. God knows how far they are from us"

"Wait, where's Georg?" I suddenly realized we were missing someone.

"I don't know" Cloe looked down.

"He was with us. What happened to him?" My voice was getting louder.

"I don't know okay? When the car crashed, I only managed to save you. I couldn't get back to him. By the time I got to shore, the car completely sank. I think… he may have drowned"

"What? No, that can't be. He was with us I saw him!" I didn't believe what I was hearing. My heart throbbed and I wanted to cry. This isn't true!

"Shhh… Tom stop yelling, You'll attract danger" Cloe said. She came to me to calm me down. I pushed her away. "Tom…" I pushed her harder. "Tom, I- I'm sorry," "NIEN!" I pushed her to the ground.

"Gustav was right. There is something wrong with you. You're a freak, a psychopath!"

"Tom, listen to me—"

"NO! J-Just shut up! I don't want to listen! I don't want to hear anything!"

"Hey—" Before she could start, I slapped her. I never thought that I would do it. All these years being a womanizer, never really accord to me that I would hit a girl but, it felt right and wrong at the same time. I wasn't sure if I regretted it. If she could beat up four buff dudes single-handedly, I'm sure she could handle a slap.

"Now you listen, my brother and my friends are out there somewhere. I'm going to find them, whether you like it, or not."

"You won't make it alone"

"I will, and Georg is not dead"

"How do you know?"

"I just know" I said. I put on my shirt and took her bag pack. "Tom, wait…." I heard her say. I didn't stop. "Tom…" I heard her getting up but I couldn't care. She was following me from behind. Then, I heard her screech. I sighed and turned around "What is it now Cloe?"

I saw her; she was caught and looked vulnerable. There was a dude with a freakish mask. She was holding her captive and threatened to slit her neck. I cursed in my head and I didn't know what to do. I really looked stupid. I couldn't think of anything.

"What are you doing? Who are you?" Oh, very nice Tom, someone's about to get slaughtered and all you could do was asked stupid questions? This isn't the time to be playing detective! Think Tom! Think! OH! Cloe's gun! I took the gun from the side pocket. Don't ask me how I knew where it was, somehow I just knew.

I took the gun out and aimed at the assassin. "Don't be an idiot, Tom" Cloe said and the assassin tightened his grip on Cloe's neck. "I think you should do as the lady says" said the assassin with a grin. His accent was different; I couldn't tell where he is from. Then again, I was never a good guesser.

Everything was silent for a while. I was staring at the assassin; the assassin was staring at me while Cloe was trying to keep up breathing. Then suddenly, Cloe grabbed him by the neck and turned him over. He landed on his back followed by a groan. Before he could stand up Cloe confiscated his knife and gun.

"Come on" She urged and took my arm. We made a run for it. I heard a loud click and Cloe grunted as she fell to the ground. "Oh God!" I fell too but it was that crappy assassin's fault. He grabbed my ankle and pulled it backwards. He tried to stab me with a dagger but he missed. He punched me in the face and instantly the world was spinning. I tried to strike back but I was struck again. My visions were fading and I had a nose bleed. Then he disappeared.

I went to Cloe's aid. She was knocked out completely. Her body was cold. I shook her body again and again, calling her name, hoping that she would respond. But, she didn't. I had no idea what to do.

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No one's POV

"Tyler Bloomsbury please" said a man in a suit to the reception lady. "He's in the ICU but nobody is a loud to visit. Please come back during visiting hours," the lady said with a crooked smile. "Thank you, ma'am" his deep voice echoed through the empty lobby. He exited through the front door and entered a black car that was waiting for him outside. "Boss-" he called out to the man sitting across him. "Is he here?" asked the man. "Yes". "Good, we'll take him tonight" said the man.

"Are you sure sir? Tonight is your dinner with the president,"

"Of course I'll attend. You will be doing your job you idiot, that's what your paid for" he scoffed.

"Yes sir, Sorry"

"No need for apologies. If you fail then you'll be sorry. Make sure you get the job done. I don't want any commotion. We've already drawn too much attention"

"You have my word, sir"

"Driver, back to the warehouse" The driver nodded and pushed the peddle, while noting down every single detail.

The driver pulled up at a private parking lot dropping off his boss. "Here, get yourself something to drink. Come back in a couple of hours" said his boss while handing him some money. "I don't any money from you b******. I have my own" he mumbled to himself while driving away. He looked at the amount of money and said "then again, it's still money"

He left his car in front of a hotel. He walked to a nearby coffee shop and seated himself. He took off his hat and ordered a cup of coffee. At the same time, another man came in and took a seat across him. "Jimmy" the guy said. And the other replied, "Chuck". The introduction paused for a moment when the waitress came to serve their coffee. "When did you ordered?" started Jimmy, breaking the silence. "Just when I came in" Chuck said. There was another pause as they were sipping their coffee.

"So what did you get this time?" asked Chuck.

"Tyler Bloomsbury. Here" he gave Chuck his iPhone. Chuck studied the portfolio. His expressions showed amazement. He would always wonder how his friend could always get the information without being tracked. When he asks, the answer is always "It's my job". Yet to him, it was a piece of puzzle that he decided to keep last in line of his mind.

"He's been in the ICU for one year?" Chuck read aloud.

"Yup"

"But hospitals usually cut the line if the patient doesn't recover in six weeks"

"Yeah. I wonder why they didn't"

"This is something worth looking into"

"Don't you mean spying?"

"I prefer to call it as research" Chuck made his point with a grin and played with the modern gadget.

"Fine then, Mr. Research. How long do I have to keep on disguising? The guy's an ass" complained Jimmy.

"Just a couple more days. Until we get the exact location of Cloe and those other dudes… uh… what are they called again?"

"Tokio… Hotel?"

"Ah, yes. Those people"

"I can't wait any longer. I hate taking orders from other people!"

"But, you are taking orders from The Organization," Chuck pointed out.

"Shhhh! Are you trying to get into trouble? And those are different orders. It's something I wanna do so it's fine"

"Well, it's still the same as taking orders" Chuck smugged. Then his smug turn into a frown. "Dude, look at this" he said while turning the phone to Jimmy. "It's Cloe's brother. Tyler Bloomsbury is Cloe's brother!"

"So?" although it was Jimmy's job to find all the info but he was always careless about a few things.

"SO? Here look what it says; 'Tyler Bloomsbury, 16 victim of a car crash accident a few days ago and is confirmed to be in a coma state. Tyler and his sister Cloe Bloomsbury, 12 had to go through a tragic incident when they lost their parents in a plane crash a few years ago. Now leaving Cloe under the custody of their uncle Marlin Marshall, a local producer who is currently living abroad. Police reports said that the accident was a hit-and-run. According to a doctor who treated Tyler said that the bruises were proven not to be part of an accident. It was believed to be part of a murdering plan. Police are furthering the investigation and are holding three suspects up to date.'" There was more but Chucked stopped to look at his friend. Something about the article was not right and he could sense that Jimmy was thinking it too.

"This was dated five years ago. Two years ago we accepted Cloe into the gang" Chuck spoke.

"She never said she had a brother. She told us she's an only child,"

"Maybe she did tell. Not us, but somebody else. I'm confident that she told The Organization. But why would she lie to us?"

"Maybe she's not" Jimmy said, wide eyed. "Do you remember that when we first got accepted as the members of The Organization, the Elders asked of our painful memories, and that they would help us forget about it so that we would live like a 'normal' person and do our jobs properly…"

"Yeah, I do remember that and they did help me" Chuck said, remembering that moment.

"What they helped us forget is now a distant past but we never got away thinking about it right? I mean there are times when I or you thought about it"

"You're right. There were times when I stared into space and caught myself thinking about my past"

"Definitely. They helped us alright but they couldn't stop us from remembering. My guess is, they did something to Cloe" Jimmy's conclusion sort of made sense to Chuck but he didn't understand.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Cloe wouldn't have forgotten about her brother. She wouldn't have said she was an only child unless she was lying which I doubt. She has a brother and she doesn't know it. The Organization is doing something…"

"Maybe that something has to do with Cloe's case. Well, the police didn't find the solution to Tyler's accident and the fact that it was part of a murdering plan?"

"I don't get it. What are they planning?" Jimmy mumbled loud enough for Chuck to hear.

You know, we don't call ourselves agents for nothing" Chuck smiled.

"Meet me at the hospital at ten tonight. My so called 'boss' slash enemy is planning to kidnap Bloomsbury" Jimmy returned the smile. Then there was a beep from Chuck's phone. He answered it, and it was obvious that it was good news due to his smile.

"Guess what, the girls found Cloe's location and they're off to find her"

"Great, so who's going?"

"Noel I suppose. She's the best jungle trekker in our group"

"Right. So we meet at the hospital tonight. It's time we find out what's going on" With that, both men went their separate ways and Jimmy got back to his driver's uniform and picked up his boss. He waited for forty-five minutes and he got annoyed. The moment he thought of ditching, his boss came in, panting and blood splattered all over his good suit. "Get me out of here! NOW!" he shouted.

"Where to sir?"

"Anywhere but here! Stupid boy!" he yelled and made Jimmy cursed under his breath.

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