Against All Odds (spin-off of The Three Queen Bees and Me)

Chapter 60- I Spy

Clutching my one bag of luggage I give the boarding lady my passport.

"Have a nice flight, Ms. Greyson." The middle age lady with short brunette tells me eyeing me up and down like she wants to pounce on me.

I adjust my sunglasses while looking for my seat on the airplane. AA-10 first class. At least he booked me first class after harassing me to do this job.

"Excuse me." I tell a nearby couple who look thrilled at the aspect of going to Spain.

Who could blame them if I wasn't underneath direct orders I would probably be enjoying myself too.

Staring out the airplane window I go back to the conversation I had earlier with boss.

*earlier*

"It's simple you are enrolled in Worthigton University. You do not need an alias name because to be honest you don't have anyone that cares about you." Boss explains making me clench my fists until I draw blood.

"You are practically orphaned by your parents. Your twin sister is dead and you threw away the love of your life." Boss continues to try rattle me.

"Fuck you." I say through clenched teeth as his men hold me back from demolishing his face.

"I think I will pass. You probably contracted a STD with all the people you have slept with." Boss states while laughing.

I swear one day I will kill this asshole.

"Anyways, I think this will be your favorite part the person I need you to spy on is no other than Sophia Vasquez." He reveals the information like I should be thrilled.

"Are you serious?" I ask venomously wishing he would just explode and die.

"Deadly seriously." Boss emphasizes the word deadly like an unspoken threat to the people I care about.

Boss slides the folder to me to examine. Opening it up I discover my so called under cover story.

Axial Greyson
Age: 18
Major: Business Accounting
Hobbies: Anything athletic
Personality: Vague, notorious playgirl

I scoff at the last bit they added.

"Truth hurts doesn't it." Boss says with an evil ass smirk plastered on his face.

Underneath my information was information about Sophia Vasquez.

Sophia Vasquez
Age: 18
Family: Father Mateo is a known entrepreneur of National trade's. Mother Rosa owns a fashion line called Valiant Vasquez. Has a sister named Lyric age nineteen.
Major: Business
Hobbies: Soccer, photography, drawing
Personality: Charming , outgoing, sneaky

In the portfolio there are pictures of Mateo, Rosa and their two other daughters Lyric and Ingrid.

The family resemblance is uncanny all of them have the same dark colored hair with grey eyes except Lyric. Her eyes are a much darker blue than her sisters.

"What exactly do you want with Sophia?" I ask wondering why he is going through all this trouble just for a teenage girl.

"That's for me to know. We already scheduled your flight you will leave in approximately four hours from now." Boss says all too casually like I didn't have loose ends to tie up.

*Present*

"Are you okay?" The middle aged flight attendant ask offering me a drink to which I decline.

"Yes." I say giving the lady a tight lipped smile. She looks like she wants to say something else but decides against it.

Six hours later I am hauling my suit case across the marble floors of California's airport.