Chapter 13
I've once again been ordered to take a break. They said I got scary once I'd hacked into the system. Macey compared me to her mother working once she got the idea for a new cosmetic, that's apparently how crazy I was. Its just, I have to get all the members, all their headquarters, and all their plans down in a day and a half. Its hard work that I'm going to go back to in a minute, I need to make a phone call, but here's the latest. Its about eight hours later than the last time we updated because they all were sleeping.
9 PM to 10 PM:
Zach: My mother had woken me up and sent me to Cammie's cell with two very large men. She said that we were going to have a little family to family talk. This could not be good.
I opened the door with the key my mother had officially given me. Both Cammie and her dadbot stirred realistically as the ray of light fell on their faces. I went to Cammie and the men went to the robot. Gently I pushed Cammie's auburn hair behind her ear. She smiled slightly as if she were dreaming of something pleasant. Putting one hand behind her back and the other under her knees I lifts her like a baby. She snuggled close to me.
"Oh sorry guys," Liz interceded. "Um yeah, Cammies faking sleep. Both of you love each other,yadda, yadda, yadda. Uh, yeah, I need help sorting through all of this information." There was a silence. Obviously Cammie suggested someone because Liz then said, "Good idea Cammie, he's not on their database so I'll try him. See if he can come. Have fun." Liz had just left us in search of whoever it was Cammie had suggested to help, when we reached the room my mother had told me to come to.
I opened the door. It was dark but I could sense the chair next to it. Gently I sat Cammie on it upright. I then felt my way across the table to a chair across from her. As I lowered myself onto the cold metal chair, my mother turned on the lights.
Cammie: When the light was turned on I let my eyelids flutter, then rubbed them as if I was waking up. I stretched, yawning as I did so. Then looked around quickly, pretending to realize I was somewhere else. My 'dad' did the same. It was a small room crowded with two men blocking the door and a large table laden with food. My eyes then landed on Zach sharing a 'hateful' glance and soon after let my gaze fall on his mother. "What a pleasant surprise," I said in my most vicious voice possible. "Breakfast with the two people I least want to see." I crossed my arms and leaned back in the chair. My 'Dad' cowered in a corner as Mrs. Goode raised her hand with a needle clutched inside of it. As she bought it down I dodged it to run into the one Zach held. I slumped in my chair.
"Now," Zach's mother said, "to get some answers."