Happy New Year everybody! Welcome to 2012! I wish all you guys the best this year!

Without further ado, here's my first update of 2012!

Disclaimer: I'm not Ally Carter and own nothing but my story.

Chapter Eleven

Zach and I approached Jane and Riley's condo. It was plain looking, as most safe houses are. The door was a cherry red that matched every other unit on the block.

Zach reached up and pressed the doorbell. Within moments the door opened to reveal Jane. She was dressed in a green top, which accentuated her eyes, and slim jeans. Instantly I was jealous, though I did my best to hide it. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Zach.

"Welcome, come on it," she said, more to Zach then me I had a feeling.

Stepping into the condo, I looked around. There was a living room area to the left and straight back down a hallway there was a kitchen and dining area. Stairs to the right probably led up to the bedrooms, I figured.

Riley was seated on the couch staring at a laptop placed on the coffee table. Jane walked over and sat down next to him. Zach and I sat in two chairs that were positioned to face the couch.

Riley hardly acknowledged our presence. Finally after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence he turned the computer to face Zach and I. On the screen was a satellite image of a house located in the country.

"Is this Taylor's current residence?" Zach asked Riley.

Riley nodded, "One of them. This is where the CIA and MI6 said he would most likely be. For all we know, he could be long gone, but it's our best shot."

I studied the image. It didn't seem like there were any other houses nearby. A thick forest started not too far from the house. The only vehicle access was a dirt road that navigated through the rolling hills.

"Do you have any other way we could contact Taylor, like a cutout or secure number?" I questioned.

Jane shook her head. Then she stood up and walked out of the room. When she came back she had a microchip in her hand. She walked over and gave it to Zach.

"That chip has all the files Rebecca had access to. I'm not sure if you will find anything but maybe it will help you figure out what she was getting into," Riley explained.

"Unfortunately," Jane started, "we really didn't stay in contact with Ms. Baxter while she was operating in Dublin, so we really can't assist you anymore with intel. We will however, be willing to provide backup or help you carry out surveillance." She told us.

I nodded my head, "Can you print out a copy of that Sat image?" I pointed to the computer, "and write the GPS coordinates on it."

"Certainly," Riley said as he grabbed the laptop and spun it to face him. After a few clicks I heard a printer in the corner of the room begin to work.

I looked at Zach with a questioning look in my eyes. He knew what I was thinking and gave a short nod.

"There's one more thing. We found several emails to Bex on the flash drive from a man who goes by the initials "R.J.S.". We can only guess that the 'S' stands for Solomon because he claims to be Joe Solomon's son. We were wondering if you had ever heard of this guy. We have no idea who he works for." I asked the two of them, all the while closely watching their faces.

Jane was the first to speak, "Yes, in fact I am familiar with Joe Solomon's son. He works for MI6; he's been there since he turned eighteen, he trained with me. His uncle is an agent who's been dealing with the Circle forever. His name is Ryan Joseph Solomon.

Zach blinked; neither of us spoke. So it was true.

"So this Ryan guy really is Joe Solomon's son?" Zach asked.

Jane continued, "Yes, he is. I'm pretty sure his father didn't even know he existed. He was raised by his mother and uncle, and when he turned eighteen he joined MI6. Ryan's always had a fascination with the Circle of Cavan too."

Zach stood up, signaling he was ready to go. "Thanks so much, we will probably contact MI6 headquarters to figure out if we can speak to Ryan. He may know what happened to Bex. We'll be in touch if we need anything." Zach informed Jane and Riley.

I stood up and followed Zach to the door. Riley and Jane said their goodbyes and Riley handed me the sheet of paper with the satellite image on it.

Within seconds Zach and I were in the car. Without a word I buckled my seatbelt. Then, something in the rearview mirror caught my eye. It was a black SUV, the same one I had seen yesterday.

"Zach," I said as he started the car.

He must have sensed the edge in my voice. "Yeah Cam," he asked.

"Look in the mirror, do you recognize that SUV?" I asked him with growing caution. Zach looked at the car I was talking about.

"Maybe, do you?" he looked back at me.

"It was behind us in traffic yesterday." I told him. "And I think I saw if before then too, maybe at the airport."

"You think we're being followed?" Zach's voice held a serious tone.

"I don't believe in coincidences," was my response.

Zach nodded. "Alright let's find out." Zach backed out and started driving. He zigzagged around and drove by the condo a second time, sure enough the black SUV wasn't where it had been parked.

"Damn," Zach swore. He pulled out on a main road. Within a few minutes we caught a glimpse of the SUV a few cars back. We were definitely being tailed.

"Hold on Gallagher Girl." Zach suddenly swerved and took a street to the left. I instinctively gripped the handle on the door.

At first the SUV tried to remain inconspicuous, but with all the crazy turns we were making they soon stopped trying to be stealthy. We weaved all over the city. At traffic lights Zach would slow like he was going to stop but then speed through right as the light turned red.

These guys, whoever they were, were really good. As soon as we thought them, Zach or I would spot them again.

It was frustrating, it really was. You think losing a tail is an adrenaline-filled, action-packed event, and sometimes it is. But mostly it's scary and tiring.

Finally, we lost them. Zach quickly made the way back to the hotel before they could find us. As he pulled into our space in the garage and turned the car off, he slumped in his seat.

"We need a different car, I don't know if our covers are blown, but we need to be more careful." As he spoke he reached over and brushed a hair out of my face, but I was too tense to obsess over the gesture.

Instead I began to blame myself, "Gosh Zach, I'm sorry, I saw them yesterday but they turned and I didn't think…" I trailed off.

There was a sympathetic look in Zach's eyes. "It's okay Cam, we'll figure it out." He assured me.

I pushed my car door open, "I know," I told him.

"Hopefully they don't know where we're staying." I noted in the elevator.

Zach nodded, "If we're lucky. But I've never been able to rely on luck before," he gave me a look.

"I just don't get how they caught wind of us so fast. I mean, they've been tailing us since at least yesterday," I mused out loud.

"Maybe they've been watching Riley and Jane, or they've known about us since we landed." Zach gave a small shrug.

"I guess," I responded as we arrived on our floor.

Zach and I made our way to our rooms. I pulled out my key and pushed the door open. A few feet away, Zach did the same.

My room was trashed.

The bed was torn apart; the contents of my suitcase were strewn about the room. I inhaled sharply and walked over to reveal the false bottom of the chair where I kept my laptop and various important documents. Relieved, I found they were still there.

There was a pounding on my door.

"Cam, open the door already!" I heard Zach's impatient voice. I rolled my eyes.

I took my sweet time opening the door. When I swung it open, Zach came barging in. His step faltered while he surveyed the disaster that was my room.

"They searched yours too." He said quietly. I peeked in Zach's room. His was in the same condition as mine.

"I'm just going to go out on a limb here," I said," but I think they know we're here."

Zach turned to face me. "Did they take anything?"

"Nope," I shook my head. "It looks like they didn't find what they were looking for. What about you?"

Zach smirked, "Of course not, I hid everything."

I made a face, "Me too." Then as an afterthought I asked, "What do you think they were looking for?"

Taking a breath, Zach looked around the room, then back into my eyes.

"That, Gallagher Girl, is a very good question.

Duhn duhn duhn duhn...

So annam645 was the only one to guess the initial correctly...kudos to you! Several people thought that Riley was gonna be Joe's son, but I'm prettttty sure I already gave his last name in one of the other chapters.

My resolution this year is to write more, and I think yours should be to REVIEW more *hint hint* :D