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Chapter 6: Cammie POV

Covert Operations Report

Agents Morgan-Gallagher and Goode (hereby known as The Operatives) visited the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women in Roseville, Virginia in hope of getting information regarding Alexander (hereby known as The Subject) and Cassandra Goode. No main leads to finding The Subject were found. The Operatives will stay at the Gallagher Academy until information comes forward about The Subject.

"Zach it isn't like you haven't stayed here before." I grabbed his hand and started jogging down the halls of the Gallagher Academy. Zach twirled me around.

"I know but that was years ago. On an exchange!" He exclaimed.

"Oh calm down Zach, it's great to be back here. It's like I'm home!" I stopped dancing around and turned to face Zach, "I am home."

Eventually I found our room. All I can say is that Zach is feeling unlucky that my mother is the headmistress. There were two single beds on different sides of the room separated by a dressing partition. Zach threw his travel bag onto his bed while I pushed mine underneath my bed. The window next to my bed looked out over the manicured lacrosse field (the helicopter is kept under it) and in the distance the P and E barn looked as if it had been given a new coat of paint, strawberry red I'm guessing. I started towards the door; Zach was lying down on his back, his hands folded behind his head. 'He won't need me for an hour or two.' I thought. I slipped out the door and into the hallway, eager to explore the place that I had explored countless times but never found everything.

I found myself outside the door to the suite I used to share with Liz, Bex and Macey. No one was around and all of the girls were at classes so I slipped in the door to take a look around.

The room had changed. There weren't laptops and comms units or clothes and make up that was only legal in Europe strewn all over the place. Instead there were school books stacked next to bedside tables with pages of notes sticking out of them, posters of boy bands stuck to the back of the door and several stacks of colourful CD's next to a pink CD player.

Looking inside the wardrobe it wasn't filled with as many designer clothes as Macey had but it wasn't bursting at the seams with accessories, clothes, shoes and every clothing item and piece of teenage girl spy tech in-between. I couldn't help but laugh; there were so many memories in this room from being prodded and poked into a strapless red dress and spending night after night hacking into CIA databases.

The school bell echoed through the halls and I left the room. Girls of all ages were running around, seniors were wearing night vision contacts (in case of an emergency) and year eights were nervously chatting about what Sublevel one would bring in a years time.

I wondered out onto the lacrosse field, watching the girls play the Gallagher version of lacrosse (let's just say you don't want to drop the ball). I felt a vibration coming from my pocket and realised it was my phone, they must be updating the phone tracking signal. The screen on the front of my phone read 'Bookworm' so I knew it was Liz. "Liz? What's wrong?" I asked.

"Cammie! Finally I have been trying to call you for hours! Where are you?"

"You are never going to guess!"

"The Gallagher Academy Lacrosse field?" Liz guessed.

"Yea but how did you know?" I asked before realising that was a stupid question.

"GPS Tracking system." Liz and I said simultaneously.

"So what's wrong? Why did you call?" I asked,

"It's about the Circle of Cavan" Liz whispered. "And their new piece of technology. I found another one, in my desk. Cammie I'm so worried! What Jonas and I have been working on it is top secret! What if they find out about it?"

"Liz calm down! Did you tell Bex and Macey?"

"Bex has been put on watch, since the 'bug and gun' incident she is being tailed everywhere, she can't even walk to her own office without someone tailing her. And Macey is out with the secret service right now, I can't pull her back to headquarters in the middle of an assignment. What am I going to do?"

"Calm down did you tell Jonas? Grant? Anybody apart from me?"

"Jonas knows but he doesn't know what to do either." I sighed and pulled the phone away from my ear, taking a moment to think.

"Liz, I want you to track anything you can on that bug. Fingerprints, outputting signal, tracking signal, anything! Just find who is doing this."

"Ok I will talk to you later." Liz hung up. I sighed and wandered back into the mansion.

While I made my way through the empty hallways I stumbled across the History of Espionage classroom where Professor Buckingham was teaching the sophomore class about how special operations played a massive part in mapping the French coastline for mapmakers that made D-Day one of the most successful allied attacks in World War 2.

"A French decorator who worked undercover for the French Resistance managed to get a job where the blueprints for the Atlantic Wall were stored. When he first tried to steal the blueprints he had nothing to hide them in so he hid them behind a mirror and returned later to report for work and to collect the blueprints. He successfully got the blueprints to allied mapmakers and those blueprints helped mapmakers plot where the landing crafts on D-Day would land and fight."

As I overheard that I felt like I was sitting in the classroom again, wearing a pleated skirt, a blouse with the Gallagher Academy logo on it and a pair polished black shoes. I began thinking of all the ways that the C.O.C could be finding out information. I pushed aside the thought of bugs because I had already found them. I then realised how stupid I was to not have seen the simplest answer.

A double agent.

There is action in the next chapter!

For those of you who read my other fanfic 'Look before you Lie' I'm continuing to write it so yea...

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