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CHAPTER 9

"Left, Right, Down, Left, Left, Up, Right, and Stop!" Grant's voiced echoed behind me.

But I wasn't focused on what he and the other boys were doing. I was way more focused on the Circle. I think I had enough constructive thinking to get me out of here. That is wherever here is.

It really was a simple plan. I was going undercover. In the Circle. I thought it sounded easy enough for a spy in training to complete, but not too simple. Covers were a huge part of covert operations. Or at least I'd like to think so.

"Cam! Earth to Cam!" Grant yelled.

"Oh right. Um what do you want?" I answered still stuttering.

"You have to train" he said slowly.

"I'm already trained" I answered a little too quickly.

"You need more" he countered.

"Why?" I asked a little offended; I mean I did go to a spy school.

"We're gonna be against the Circle, that's gonna take more than a few little P&E classes."

"Little?" I asked crossing my arms.

"What I mean is that we need to be on our top game" he said flustered.

"And you don't think I'm on my top game?"

"I-I-I think there's room for improvement"

Did I feel bad for putting him on the spot like that? Yes I did. I mean assassin, or no assassin; he was still my friend. And potentially partner in crime. But that wasn't going to stop my mission. That was one of thing I had learned from the great Mr. Solomon. I wasn't going to waste one of his most important rules.

Don't let emotions get in the way.

His voice was still strong in my ear. Ringing it, making it hear anything. Like I would never hear his voice again.

I looked out of the window and saw the bright summer sun dancing outside. I was so jealous; no one could take it or hold it back. It was free. Something I doubt I could ever be.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, spy instincts told me to fly this person, but my human instincts told just to turn my head.

"Doesn't it sucks being inside all the time? You know not being able to run out and live your own life? Stuck in someone else's world, like you're not living; just watching."

I turned around but Nick wasn't looking at me. He was too far from me, even though he was inches away from me.

He turned to me, "Live, Cammie. Stop hiding in the shadows and get your answers."

I looked at him confused, not sure that he was still talking to me.

He sighed and unlocked the backdoor and opened it for me.

"Go on, run Cammie and don't you dare come back until you get your answers. I'll tell them you ran away on your own."

I stared blankly at him.

"Go." He said. I took a step to the door before he just pushed me out. I breathed in the fresh air and did what I could.

I ran.

TIME SKIP

I found myself a few hours in a warehouse.

In New York City, but I still don't know where I've been for the past few days.

I looked around, just an abandoned old warehouse.

But I should have remembered that looks can deceive.

Because in the second I relaxed, I felt a gun being pointed to the back of my head.

Until next time... Nat.

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