A Spy's Home---Book 2: Wounds, Both Old and New

Chapter 7

I tried not to think about anything, because it would probably distract me from the task at hand. As the bus drove me and a dozen other people to Princeton, I sat there quietly watching the passing hills and trees.

My phone buzzed a couple times but I declined all of them; so they wouldn't send any police or a search party after me, I decided to send Sarah and Benjamin a simple text message.

"I'm fine. Needed time to myself. Be back in a week or so."

I then turned off my GPS on the phone they wouldn't be able to track me to West Virginia, but when I did that I regretted it deep in my heart, however, I didn't have the strength to re-activate it.

As the trip to Princeton progressed, I found myself frequently rubbing the cold surface of the cuff, and I wasn't able to keep myself occupied with anything else, not even reading my book.

I don't know when, but I think I dozed off, because the next thing I remember was being woken up by who I assume was another passenger. After rubbing my eyes and clearing my vision, I saw a woman who I assume was in her mid-forties, was shaking my shoulder.

"We're here, the bus driver wanted me to wake you up." she told me, with an embarrassed smile. She reminded me of...Sarah; can't think of that, cannot think of that!

I gathered my bag, made sure I had my phone and wallet, and rushed off the bus. "Thank you!" I called back to the woman.

I looked around the drop off, and saw the main street, so I headed towards it. I looked up good but cheap hotels to stay at in Princeton, and I found one with a 3.5 rating. "Stayed in motels with lower ratings. It will do." I mumbled to myself. I got the address, and walked in that direction.

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Rory's Point of view

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I stared at the hospital's blue wall, with my stress levels slowly rising due to the infuriating tick of the stupid clock. The nurse had contacted my parents, but that was hours ago, and I wasn't able to go back to sleep since I was practically in a "coma" for the last two or three days.

"Rory?" someone called, trying to get my attention. I snapped out of my little trance and jolted my head around to the doorway. My mom was standing there in the doorway smiling, but I could tell she was upset about something.

"Mom, are you alright? You seem disturbed." I questioned. "I'm fine dear, don't worry. Your father wanted to come but he decided to head back to Philadelphia to handle a few business problems." she answered, trying to evade my question.

I gave her the, "Mom, what are you keeping from me?" look; she got the hint and sighed while shaking her head.

"Mom, where's Zylina? The nurse said you took her back to where you and dad were staying but-" "Rory, we don't know!" she cut me off. I jumped back a little at the sudden exclamation, but then I let her sentence sink in, and my world froze. "W...What?" was all I could choke out. 

TBC....