Once in the closet, Zach pulled on the light switch. There wasn't much in there, just an ironing board, some extra pillows, and Zach's suitcase. Wait, Zach's suitcase? "Zach, why is your…" as usual I was cut off
"Long story Gallagher Girl, but I need to crash here tonight, and maybe I slept here last night, but that's not the point, we need to be quiet until your visitor goes away"
Every good spy knows that staying in hotels rather than safe houses is never smart and shouldn't be done when given no other options, obviously no one (except for Zach and who ever was at my door) was supposed to know where I was, so being issued a safe house was out of the question. The hotel I had chosen though was extremely high end. It was beautiful and I fit right in with the other high school girls at the beach partying for the summer, although soon I would have switch covers and locations not only to keep hiding, but also if I were to go through with Solomon's crazy idea.
The door knob slowly turned, we could hear it as it went "CLICK" I almost gasped but resisted the urge. Through the peep hole in the closet Zach peered out, whoever had just entered had their back turned to us, so it was hard to identify who they were. As you may have guessed, it was definitely not room service, who ever it was stood really tall, I mean really tall, my internal ruler told me about six feet or taller. They had long brown hair which was pinned up. Our visitor was wearing short denim shorts with a tank top on top. She had coach sunglasses on her head and her shoes were converse, she didn't look like a spy. Then I started to notice the things that made her a spy, the comms units in her ear that looked like an earring, the side of her sunglasses that were actually lasers, her converse that had tracking devices in them, and her purse which probably carried about fifty or more weapons. So with this analysis done she was definitely with the CIA or with the COC. I continued to analyze her, her left shoulder hung at an awkward angle, almost as if a gun had shot it. Wait a minute, A GUN HAD SHOT IT!
"Zach, I whispered, we don't need to be hiding in here, the person in the room is just Aunt Abby!" I was so overjoyed; although Abby got on my nerves it was almost a relief to see my family.
"Well maybe you don't need to hide from Abby, but I certainly do." Zach muttered under his breath.
"You betcha' squirt," I heard the voice in the other room say She then strutted over to the closet in her confident way, opened and opened the door. This would have been far less awkward if Zach and I had not been practically on top of each other and had not been clutching onto each other. The second the door flung open we sprinted to other ends of the closet for fear of Abby's wrath.
"Well, its not the first time I've opened the door on you to doing something awkard" she said, letting out and enormous laugh. With the laugh she then dragged us out of the closet and said in a very serious voice, "You two have two seconds to tell me two things: 1: Why is Zach's suit case here? And 2: why is Joe's journal on the table. You know what make it three things, 3: Did Joe say anything about me in his journal?"
"Abby," I started, "How exactly did you find me?" I asked, truly curious.
"Not a chance squirt" she started "You answer my questions before I even consider answering yours"
Zach and I slowly sat on the bed, and Zach began to answer Abby's first question. "Well Abby, isn't a pleasure seeing you here!" Zach and Abby had never been friends, but I honestly believed he was happy to have an adult here regardless if she herself would probably no doubt kill him later before I killed him for sleeping in my room last night. Zach continued "You see Abby, I was just telling Cammie, wait, did you lose weight Abby, because you look hot."
"Not the point Zach, have you been living with Cammie, because I'm not sure how I feel about that" Abby retorted.
"I have not been living here Abby, I slept in Cammie's closet last night because I had been staying at the local CoC headquarters with my mom. When they found Cammie's location I snuck in through the window and slept here so I would be able to follow Cammie and track her down to tell her of the news. I was so afraid for her, that I couldn't go even a minute without making sure she was okay."
Aw, Zach was so sweet, he cared about me. Now I supposed it was my turn to answer Abby's second question. "Abby," I began, "we have Mr. Solomon's journal because he has left me, and apparently Zach, specific instructions for a mission that could bring down the entire Circle. I know its crazy Aunt Abby, but I need to do this, Zach thinks my dad might be there"
"Does he now" Abby huffed, oh dear, now Abby and Zach were about to have it, I feared for what was to come. "Look Cam, I think its great that you want to take down the Circle on your own, but the CIA has tons of leads, and as for Zach telling you that your dad might be there, I'm really sorry Squirt, but Zach might be telling you more lies from his mom"
"Abby, I would never lie to Cammie unless it was to protect her, and I never said her dad would be there, I just mentioned the possibility, but either way this mission is super cool and you are not letting us miss out" Zach said, about to lose his cool.
"Zach, what is the mission" Abby said, trying to keep her cool too. I noticed eighty seven things in the room that Abby could potentially kill Zach with at the moment.
"Well, Abby, the mission is for Cammie, and by association, me, to pose as new recruits for the Circle. I've already stolen the identities of two new recruits and have disguises. I've notified the best back up anyone can think of, and we still have two months to prepare. You can't possibly consider stopping us Abby, I would have totally invited you along but the Circle doesn't really recruit people so old."
Abby gritted her teeth, I then noticed the hair tie on her arm, make that eighty eight things she could kill Zach not counting what ever she might have had in her purse. She reached for the band on her arm, OH NO, was this the end of my not official but totally potential boy friend Zachary J. Goode? Abby snapped on her wrist ant then set her arm back down. I released a huge sigh of relief.
"Zach, I'm not going to hurt you, but gosh is Rachel going to kill me. Guys, I don't mind if you want to go on this mission, I actually think its great, but you might just want to wait a while. Wait until you graduate; wait until you have CIA experience. Anytime but now." Abby began to almost plead.
"Abby you don't get it, we don't have that long, the longer we wait the harder it will be. You and I both know with every new year of recruits the Circle gets stronger. Not to mention with Cammie as their biggest target this year, they will have all the newbies after her." Zach said, almost pleading.
Wow, I guess I hadn't considered that thought. Abby started to pace, I started to begin to worry that there could be someone after me any day now, and Zach pulled out what seemed to be a communication device and started dabbling with it.
After what seemed to be an eternity, Abby sighed "I suppose you kids can go, but I'm requiring a cove ops report sent to me every two weeks, and I want you to bring at least two other people for back up, and I want at least two other people working from within the academy. And…" she began but was cut off by a quick rapping at the door and shadows being cast onto the wall.
Oh great, I thought, more guests to our not so very fun party. Although with the knowledge that the Circle had found me, I became more frightened. We slipped into the bathroom and Abby handed us both comms units, if we had to make a quick escape we would have to know where to meet up.
We locked the door, (which probably wouldn't do us much good since it was probably other spies or the Circle) and outside the door we heard a huge crashing. Terrified we all grabbed onto each other for dear life.