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Present time.

I looked up at Zach, I never thought I'd actually miss that annoying smirk he had permanently plastered to his face – but I did.

He looked determined, sad, he looked angry, worried. He had conflicting emotions raging in his eyes, but his facial expression didn't flinch.

It was like he'd built up a mask, an immunity to showing emotion, a mask that only I could see through.

I just wish he would let me in.

The only other person, I knew that could do this was Mr Solomon – Joe Solomon and even then he occasionally let his mask slip, when he was with my mother, whenever he mentioned my father..

I'm not daft, I know that my father is surely not alive, and I know that Joe Solomon knows something, but now isn't really the time to ask him, seeing as he's missing… and probably on the verge of death.

He won't be dead – he's too precious to kill at this moment in time, he has too much information. But I wish I could say the same about Macey, Liz and Bex.

I caught Zach looking at me from underneath the lock of hair that had fallen into his eyes, I smiled what I hoped would be a reassuring smile. He nodded his head, as if to acknowledge my efforts and then sighed.

"Come on Gallagher girl, let's go."

He took my arm, and instead of protesting, I let him lead.

"Zach, how do you know where you're going?"

He stopped walking and turned to face me. His hands gripped my arms, and I began to feel Goosebumps – because it was cold..

Obviously.

"I don't," he said. "But I know who's got them."

His hands let go of my shoulders and slid into his pockets. He stared at the ground.

I leant forward and touched his chin, he lifted his head up and I looked him in the eye.

"Tell me Zach; tell me what's going on." He ran his hand through his hair; I've noticed he often does this when he's frustrated.

"Zach please," I gently pleaded,

"Just let me in."

He rubbed his hands against his temples before quietly announcing "Its Catherine Gallagher girl, Catherine Goode, they've been taken by Catherine Goode."

I stared at him, my mouth slightly agape.

He winced as if in pain

"Cammie, your friends have been taken by my mother."

Two weeks ago.

Have I ever mentioned that I absolutely hate malls?

No?

Well, I absolutely hate malls.

I haven't been to many, but I've been to enough to know that in order to stay sane I must avoid them at all costs.

Mr Solomon had us in small groups, all on the ground floor of the mall with our coms on, so we wouldn't look suspicious.

There were around five groups of four, so we wouldn't all have to huddle in a twenty.

Mr Solomon was telling us who we were supposed to be tailed by through our coms unit.

"Rebecca Baxter – Grant Newman." Bex looked at me and nodded, as if to say,' yeah, piece of cake.'

"Elizabeth Sutton – Jonas Anderson.."

This went on until he got to me

"Cameron Morgan.."

'Zachary Goode' Macey mouthed.

"Zachary Goode." Mr Solomon finished.

Macey smiled and looked at her piece of paper where she had written down the name of the guy she was going to tail. Nick.. Nick something I think.

Down the coms Mr Solomon began to speak again. "Oh, and one last thing ladies. You will have no idea of what your 'tailer' is going to look like. You have precisely one hour. Go."

Okay, this was going to be hard.

If I were a Zachary Goode, what would I look like? I thought.

Liz was walking next to me. "Hey, I thought that you weren't taking CoveOps this year?" I said. "I'm not," Liz admitted. "But Mr Solomon called me down. "I think he must've guessed that I hacked his firewalls."

As she was talking, she wasn't looking where she was going, and accidentally bumped into a group of boys.

"Li- Lilly!" I called. Not wanting to give her name away, for all I know Jonas Anderson and Zachary Goode could be anywhere, and I didn't know how much they knew about us.

"Oopsy daisy!" She called as she landed on her bum.

She gave me a confused look (wow, twice in the space of two days, I think we're going for a record her) before finally twigging.

"I'm alright.. Um.. Peaches."

What the actual hell?

One of the guys leant down to help her up. He had emerald green eyes and sleek dark hair, in other words..

He was hot.

I stood there staring at him for a couple of seconds before something one of his friends said broke me out of my trance.

"Hey Zach, playing knight in shining armour again? You just can't resist can you?"

Zach? I wondered if this could be him, Zachary Goode.

He smirked.

"Yeah, yeah Grant. Come on, we need to find.. Um.. We need to get to the exhibit." He finished.

Zachary Goode.

Gotcha.

I pulled Liz to the girls toilets before suddenly yelling "Peaches? Why in God's name did you pick peaches?"

She shrugged.

"I like peaches, and Bob Geldof's daughter's named Peaches, it's a good name!"

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, but it's not exactly mainstream is it? Anyway, do you know who that was? You were helped up by Zachary Goode!"

Her mouth fell open.

"Wow, he's quite hot."

I rolled my eyes again.

"We have half an hour to get to the exhibit." He's not out there now. Split up." I said.

Liz nodded in agreement.

I walked out of the Loo's first, closely followed by Liz. I speed walked over to the elevator and made my way inside.

As I was checking my watch, someone else got in. "What floor?" I asked, without really looking. "uh.. Four please." A masculine voice replied.

I pressed the button for the fourth floor, and the one for the second floor as well, It was easier for me to reach the elevator than the escalator.

The doors shut and we started to move up. It went past the second floor.

"Hey!" I cried. "I've missed my stop!"

I turned round to see what the other person in the elevator would make of this and found myself face to face with two shining emeralds.

Or Zach Goode's eyes.

Whatever you want to call them.

"Hey.. Peaches." He smirked.

I glowered, mentally cursing Liz for calling me that.

"Hi.. Um.." I said, pretending I didn't know his name.

"Zach," he finished. "Zach Goode." "Yeah, hi Zach, I erm.. Seem to have missed my stop." I started.

He walked over to the buttons, and pressed number two.

From the outside of the elevator, I heard a clanging noise and a sudden screech. The elevator jerked to the side and we both fell off balance. A

nd that my friends, is how I found myself stuck in an elevator lyingon top of on the person that's meant to be tailing me.

Because I am just too smooth.