Chapter 12: ''Precious cargo''

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One month before the kidnapping...

Dylan arrives at school. He sits in a class where the only sounds that can be heard is stationery rustling in pencil cases and the clicking of pens. Dylan sits and writes his test. Turning to the next page he sees a small note attached to the top. Melissa sitting two seats back diagonally from Dylan looks at him.He opens the note and reads it. His eyes look up at the teacher, red growing up his neck, with concern and shock filling into his eyes. Melissa catches this look, but soon her hand finds her way to her pen and she continues to write her test after rolling her eyes. Dylan shoves the note into his pocket, he grabs his pen and continues writing. Dylan and Melissa walk silently down the crowded hall. "You get answers to a test and you don't share?" she asked Dylan, who is currently a walking mindless body. "Huh?" he asks, opening his locker. "Oh, yeah sorry, even though you are clearly going to pass", he responds soon after. Melissa sees the paper sticking from his pants pocket. In an executive move she pushes herself on his books. She then helps him pick it up while profusely apologizing and as he stands up, she takes the note and slips it into her shirt. "Catch up with you later", Melissa says as she turns on her heel and scatters away. Dylan watched her descending body. She opens the note, and reads.

 = ^ 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑵𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. ^ =

 Her breathe gets caught in her throat. At night after making his drop off with Bobby, Dylan heads to the venue where Negan had been waiting with his drums. The lights are a darkish purple, and the place is full. People are screaming, chanting while Dylan sets up his guitar. He has a confident smirk as he looks at Negan. Negan shakes his head smiling back, before yelling, "Red moonlighttt!!...". They begin playing. Negan begins drumming, the lights flash between black and white rapidly while the audience jumps. Dylan joins in, his black T-shirt unbuttoned, his fingers move with the strings naturally. He bites his bottom lip while closing his eyes and tilting his head up. The light goes a bright white, and he looks down opening his eyes but it glows a dim green colour. Distinctive from his natural colour. A phone takes a picture and a hand in a black glove zooms into his eyes. The mysterious figure steps out of the loud sweaty raven and dials a number. This figure removes her facial mask revealing a mole near her top lip, and a deep red lipstick. The call goes through, and she speaks into the silence.

 = "Located. Change of eye colour. Could be a low risk, sir." 

== "Good job. Follow the cargo. Make sure your theory is corrected. If high risk you know what to do." = 

the person on the other side responds. The call cuts, she slips her phone into her pocket, before walking off, her clicking of her high heels fading into the noise of the night.

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