Cammie's POV
I wake up, feeling dazed. What has just happened? I do another physical check on myself. A searing pain shoots up my pinkie on my left hand. My hands are not bound together anymore. What a cruel joke, untying my hands, knowing that I'm far too gone to use them. Then realization dawns on me. There is no pinkie. I gasp, unable to believe my very eyes. Yes, I'm a spy but… now I was at a loss for words. My pinkie was gone. Catherine had amputated it. God knows why she made me unconscious before doing it. Was she trying to be humane? Of course not. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. It must have been treated with some reasonably good care. My pinkie – used-to-be pinkie – was wrapped in white bandage, and throbbing. Okay, calm down Cammie. Your plan still has to take place.
"Catherine!" I shouted, knowing she would hear me through the surveillance screens.
A few minutes later, she stormed in. When she saw me clutching my left hand, she smiled at me, like a five-year-old girl. If I didn't know her, I would have thought she was innocent.
"Why, how are you feeling my dear?" she asked sarcastically. Not letting her tone affect me, I mustered whatever strength I had left, and smiled back at her as sweetly as possible.
"Fine, of course."
"So then, what's your purpose of calling me here?" She snapped.
"I've decided to tell you the truth," I blurted.
Something went off in her head, as her eyes were instantly with a greed I could not fathom.
"Where is it? The names?" she whispered as she leant closer to me.
"You need to bring me to the hospital in Rome first," I said smoothly.
"Don't play tricks with me, young lady. Why would I bring you to a hospital? For you to treat your wounds?"
"No, it's the safest place to hide something, and I hid it there,"
"Okay, name?"
"Hospital for Everybody," I stated.
"Don't play tricks with me young lady, we're leaving in the next hour." With that, she stalked out of the room.
One hour later, we left.
Bex's POV
With the clues we had and satellites tracking, we managed to find the underground basement. This was interesting. How could we locate the Circle's quarters when they were supposed to be kept secret?
I finally realize why I've been finding why things have seemed so strange. The Circle has let their whereabouts to us too easily. I turn around instinctively, to face the rest of them and tell them my thoughts.
"I just realized something. We couldn't have known the Circle's whereabouts so easily. Something's wrong!" I exclaimed, frowning.
Macey looks at me with horror, a face that I'm sure equals to the expression on mine. Meanwhile, Zach, Abby and Headmistress Morgan do not look surprised at all. Not at all. Abby and Headmistress Morgan are just exchanging looks that seem to suggest they've thought about this before.
"We thought that might be the case too. But we asked Zach what he would think, since Catherine is his mother," Abby said, ignoring Zach's tensed body.
"And?" I raised my eyebrows.
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Zach continued, "Knowing my mother, she wouldn't have let us know her whereabouts so easily, there must be something up. But we should be able to find some clues inside."
I nod my head. That makes sense. We might have been too late to save Cammie – no, I couldn't let myself think that way – but we could at least start with an abandoned quarters instead of nothing.
A shrill ring shattered my train of thoughts. It was Mrs. Morgan's phone.
"Yes. Okay, I'm on my way," she spoke sharply into the phone.
"I need to go back. Joe seems to be showing signs of waking up. I've got to be there to tell him what we know and maybe he can help us too."
She looked at all of us and said, "Please, I'm leaving Cammie in your hands now." We all nod and bade goodbye to her, as Abby and her share a quick, sisterly hug.
After Headmistress Morgan left, we continued on our way to the quarters. We reached after another half an hour. It was an old dilapidated building, and Catherine hadn't left with all her men. Apparently, there were guards surrounding us as we went in.
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