I woke up in a white room. I was on a bed. I looked around and saw that the only thing in the small room was a bed. No windows or anything. Everything came back to me. We were playing truth or dare, and I got kidnapped. I sat up and just stayed like that until the door opened and in walked a lady with dark brown hair and green eyes. I knew that this was Mrs. Goode. She looked at me and smirked. Yep, definitely a Goode.
"Cameron, darling." She said sweetly. "You can make this easy and tell me what I want, or you can make it hard." She said, holding up a knife in one hand and a bat in the other. "oh, why don't you come and take a seat." She said, pointing to the white chair, that she brought in with her.
I sat down and said, "I don't know anything." I said coldly.
"fine, if that's what you want." She said and she whacked me with the bat in the ribs. I didn't so much as flinch. Spies were trained to hide there emotions. She whacked me again in the same spot.
"are you going to tell me?" she asked.
I shook my head and stared evilly at her. "you don't scare me." I said. "Zach will come and get me." I said. She started to laugh like I was joking.
She sighed, "Cameron, you stupid girl." She laughed. "Zach never loved you." She said.
"Yes he does. He told me all about your little plan." I said coldly.
"No dear, that's what I told him to tell you. So you would trust him." There's that word Trust.
"Zach is still in the COC?" I asked.
"yes." She said.
"no you're lying." I said shaking my head, trying to erase what she had just said.
"Am I?" I felt dizzy. Was she? I didn't know who to believe. "so Cameron, are you going to tell me now?" she said sweetly.
I looked her in the eyes, "there's no way in hell I would ever tell you anything, you bitch!" I sneered. She whacked me again. I'm sure that she broke one of my ribs. Still I didn't flinch.
"your tough, Cameron." She started. "but not tough enough." She added before getting the knife and cutting "COC" into my arm. I felt even more dizzy. "you might change your mind when I tell you this." She said. "your father, isn't dead. Actually, he is in the room next door. You can see him if you like." She offered. "but on one condition," she added "You tell me what I want." I slowly nodded my head. She might be lying, but it was worth the risk. What she didn't know was that I don't know what she is talking about. I mean, I don't have any answers! She smiled and left the room. Soon, the dizziness over whelmed me and I was soon consumed by blackness.