Chapter 1- the briefing

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As I walked to the main room I wondered why they had called me down to HQ.  After about five minutes I reach the meeting room and heard arguing, curious but not nosy (unlike a certain someone(my brother))

I knocked and waited for them to open the door. The arguing I had originally heard instantly stopped and when my brother opened the door I immediately saw that both the boss, James and my sibling, Jeremy, looked annoyed with each other, we took a seat and James cleared his throat. "Oliver, I called you down here for a reason, do you have an idea as to why?" He questioned. I shook my head, "No sir, I do not have any idea as to why I have been called, I would be delighted if you told me" I replied sarcastically.

Jeremy interrupts our conversation at this point and tells me to drop the sarcasm as this is a serious topic, Because of the fact he is usually not serious I nod, sitting up a little straighter. James then begins to speak again "A small group of criminals has recently emerged, and have been kidnapping teenagers with similar features as you. " I realized what he was getting at and asked something " I'm guessing you want me to be purposefully kidnapped so that I can get information, am I right?" I could see why Jeremy was mad at the boss, as I myself was a little annoyed at the idea. James seemed guilty of even suggesting it but non-the-less said "Yes, but I am confident you will get out unharmed and with your permission I would like to put a tracker in your wrist or shoulder so that we know where you are, in case the plan goes off rail."

Jeremy looked absolutely pissed at the thought that the plan might go wrong, so as to keep him from strangling someone (literally, he's tried to before.) I told the boss I would get him an answer the next day. I had pulled my brother out of the meeting room and dragged him to the kitchen, making him some chamomile tea with honey because that's what he likes, he pouts and sits on the counter, grumbling about how he wanted to strangle the boss. I laughed softly and handed him his tea before heading to my room to sleep.

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