And Then They Died

Chapter 12

Allegra's POV

Octavia arrives back at the compound almost two hours later. My arm is wrapped in a bandage and the flash drive sits shakily in my hand.

*******TWO HOURS BEFORE*******

My arm stings and I finally take a look at my flesh wound. I could have died because I was distracted. I will have to call home soon and report back to Sharon.

As I empty out my pockets the flash drive Mr. Rossi gave me clatters on the floor. I pick it and grab my laptop from a suitcase one of my men brought in.

Plugging in the flash drive multiple files pop up and without thinking a click on the one with my name on it. It's a video file and some unclassified documents.

Opening the first document I see simple things like my name, date of birth, height etc.

Boring.

I click on the next file and see things about my family. Their names, where they lived, where they worked. I've already seen all of this. My mother's name was Alicia and my father's Gregory.

I had a little sister named Allison who apparently wasn't born yet and an older brother named Alicio. He was three years older than me. I saw this file when I first hacked into the U.S government system at fourteen.

I rest my chin on my open palm and continue looking. I click on the third file and their pictures show up. I see a family photo with me as a kid. I don't even recognize myself. I scroll down to see an older photo of my parents and two other people with similar features.

Wait.

That's impossible.

I scroll up and down ,back and forth looking between the photos and realize that these pictures are older versions of my family.

No, they're dead. I was told they are dead.

I was told that an assassin from the government killed them. I wasn't mad. I was told that my parents were bad people and my siblings were collateral.

I look down at the picture of my little sister. She would have turned eighteen this year, and my brother twenty-four.

It can't be, they look the age. I quickly come out of the file and look through all of them hastily until I come across a video file.

The boy in the picture, my brother, is tied to a chair.

He sits on a metal chair with his hands tied behind it.

"¿Dónde está tu hermanita?" (Where is your little sister).

A male voice whispers through my speaker. I turn the volume up more and move the laptop from the desk to the bed.

"No sé de quién estás hablando, mi hermanita está muerta." (I dont know what you're talking about, my little sister is dead).

A man then walks up to him and punches him across the face.

"Bastardo, just answer the question. We have already captured Allison, I'm talking about Aria. Aria Rosewood."(Bastard).

The boy's gaze freezes for a few seconds.

"She's dead" He once again states.

"She thinks the same of you but she is very much alive"

Alicio's gaze fixates on the man and a smirk forms on his bloody face. I can see his green eyes and how the mischievous nature sets in them.

"If she thinks I'm dead, and I think she's dead, then why would I know where the fuck she is? Culo" (Ass).