-The Friend: Morgan/ Sutton

-Morgan

It was raining when I got off the train. How'd I get the money for it? I made a deposit from Macey's debit card account, since they already knew I was in West Virginia. I wasn't in West Virginia anymore. I was on the move. I'd just "borrowed" a blue Porsche and stopped at gas station to hack Jonas' computer.

I hacked into Jonas' computer, knowing he probably already hacked Blackthorne. I searched through the records, passing Zachary Goode as I scrolled down the list of Blackthorne students. Then I found him, Grant.

-Sutton

How could Cammie do that? She knew I put up so many security measures that not even I could hack my own computer.

Traveling form London to West Virgina can take a lot out of you, I was exhausted, But I had questions to ask.

"Hey, Zach?" I asked walking out of our (Macey, Bex, and I) room, shutting the door slowly so I didn't wake anyone up. This hotel was just as nice as the one in London. I knew he was still awake, worrying about Cammie.

"Yea?" He replied. Zach was laying on the pull out couch, his head resting on his hands, just staring at the ceiling.

"You put this idea in her head?" I didn't mean to say the words but it was true, we've all read the CoveOps report so many times. I think Macey's reading it for her 6th time.

"Yes," Zach sighed, "but I still think she might have done it without my asking."

I just nodded, I had nothing to say. All I knew is that I missed Cammie so much and I was scared.

"Zach?" I asked again.

"Yea?" He once again replied.

"Why do you think she's in West Virginia?"

"She needs to get the money and supplies she needs, without leading us to where she's actually going.

"That explains the deposits out of Macey's debit card."

"Yup."

"Haven't found your letter yet, have you?" I asked.

"No."

"Are we staying here until we get some info on Cammie?"

"No," Zach said once again, "We've got to stay on the move. The Circle may be tracking us too."

I went into my room and woke Macey and Bex up.

"Ugh, Why Liz? Why?" Bex asked going back to sleep.

"Yes, Why?" Macey added.

"Zach wants to stay on the move, I say we leave now."

Zach walked in. "Is everyone ready?"

"Ugh," Macey got out of bed, went into the bathroom to change, and came out looking like a supermodel. Macey had a blonde wig, with blue contacts, a red tank top and black shorts on with red converse. Macey handed Zach a bag, "Stick this in your suitcase, will you? It's stuff that can't be brought on the plane."

"Macey," Zach said. "We're not riding in a plane, yet"

"Whatever, just stick in the suitcase, okay?"

Let's just say Macey gets grumpy when woken up at 2am.

I walked out of the girl's room with Zach. I handed him my luggage that he put aside and unzipped the first slot in his black suitcase that sat on the floor. He was about to slip in Macey's little handbag that held things Macey didn't want found on an airplane when I yelled: "Wait!"

Because there, sitting in Zach's suitcase, was a letter.

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