. No one missing, they're all here, Ms. Goode, Arnett, Agent Sykes, Special Agent Jennings and Agent Torrey. Apparently, all of them are in the middle of a discussion.

"Agent Hale." Ms Goode says sweetly. "Cameron Morgan knows too much now."

"Last time we met, Cameron had no knowledge of anything." I tell her taking a seat. "How could she go from knowing nothing to knowing too much?"

Bex's POV

After the Code Red, all the teachers gathered us back to the Grand Dining Hall. Just don't ask how we got out of the secret passageway, especially since Zach had to help me. Still, by the time we got there the all the Gallagher Academy students were already there and accounted for. Everybody was alarmed because of the new threats on Cammie; this could have been one of them. I see all the teachers trying to calm down the majority of students.

"Student calm down!" Headmistress Morgan caught our attention. "The security was due to faulty wiring and shot circuits."

I have heard it all before. Last year when Tina Walters was accusing Cammie of sneaking out. Next they'll be telling us that Osama bin Laden is not really dead and is coming back to life or something of the sort. Something is not right. I gladly and discreetly point this out to Cammie who waits until we are dismissed to answer.

"I know." She said. I finish for her. "And we are going to find out what."

Not long after that we snuck and crawled through every passageway in the Academy finding absolutely nothing. Except in the West Wing more specifically bottom floor. I noticed the tiny piece of paper wedged in one of the all cracks. Macey found fingerprints along with Liz who is running them through federal databases. Liz shows Cammie the computer and her face pales. "Bex, people died here." Liz passed out dropping her computer.

"What?" Macey asked breathlessly. She was looking around frantically. "How?"

"Macey!" I slapped her- yes, actual slappage. I gave Cammie a look to explain. I mean, Cammie knows as much about this mansion as Gillian Gallagher herself and about the newest security updates.

"Mace, these walls are rigged." She held out her hand fingering the damp walls.

We carried Liz back to the room and I stayed behind to make sure there were no injuries when she woke up. I sat on my bed and unfolded the tiny piece of paper. It did not say much.

Bex,

ARE YOU SAFE?

Grant.

Funny he asked if I'm safe meanwhile three people died in the school and he was here. I allow myself to get worked up about it. Instead I drift to sleep.

I dreamed about the things I did not allow myself to think about awake. The dream was bizarre and nightmarish. The entire student body and staff were at some sort of mansion in the 1800's (Not Gallagher). There was a lot of small talk and formals wear. I saw Cammie in a blue dress at the corner with Zach as her escort. In the corner of the room was Liz and Macey as their escorts were Jonas and Nick. I looked up to admire the gold chandelier sparkling above. Classical music swelling up. Then in the middle of the stairs I saw Grant. He was descending the stairs with a sword at his side. His focused eyes fixated on Cammie. He drew out his sword and slowly, ever so slowly he sliced Cammie's neck. My breath escaped my lungs 'Where was everybody?' I thought. But then I see him coming towards me. He kissed me lightly on the lips and whispered

"I'm sorry."

From behind came two men, Solomon and Townsend no doubt and dragged him away to be slaughtered. And he left without a struggle .

I woke up finding out I wasn't the only one with that dream. Liz was awake, Macey, Cammie and Zach and Jonas found a way inside. Creepy so I ask Liz "What are the odds people share the same dreams?"

"It's never happened before."

Grant's POV

Dream

There are some things I don't allow myself to think about awake. But I had a dream I was sent off on a mission from the Circle of Cavan to kill Cammie. Without any control of my body I was transported to some mansion in the eighteen hundred. I surveyed my surroundings and found myself walking towards Cammie, who ,surprisingly looked a lot like me. My sword was being drawn as I approached her. People were parting ways; I saw that all my friends were here. My mission was to murder Cammie and I knew far too well that my life was in stake as well. Before I knew it I sliced her neck and headed for Bex because I knew, of all the thing I owed the least I owed her was an apology. I kissed her and told her

"I'm sorry." I was dragged away to be murdered for treason by Joe Solomon and Agent Townsend.

I woke up panicked. I reached for my smart phone; Rachel was calling.

"Hello?" I ask, yawning.

"Grant?" she sounded urgent "I need to talk to you."

"Sure what is it?" I ask concerned

"I had a DNA test." Why doesn't this surprise me? "And you are Cameron's half-brother."

"Whose son am I?" This took a turn in events. "Does she know?"

"Mathew's son; she doesn't know." Then I hear a dial tone in my ear. Whoa, I'm Cammie's brother. The symbolic brother thing just turned to the real thing. It is not a joke anymore. Then I fell back in a dreamless sleep.

The next morning I wake up. I check my phone, again. I read the reminder of the meeting with the Circle. It is not long before I am at the warehouse. A long table smacked right in the middle of the place. No one missing, they're all here, Ms. Goode, Arnett, Agent Sykes, Special Agent Jennings and Agent Torrey. Apparently, all of them are in the middle of a discussion.

"Agent Hale." Ms Goode says sweetly. "Cameron Morgan knows too much now."

"Last time we met, Cameron had no knowledge of anything." I tell her taking a seat. "How could she go from knowing nothing to knowing too much?"

"After our several attempts…" Agent Sykes trails off but Agent Torrey interrupts. "She is smarter than we thought."

"We're going to have to end it." Ms. Goode replies "Kill her."

"WHY?" I try not to sound defensive. Yet she ignores me.

"And we need you to do it."

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