Two Lives. One Boy.

Chapter 9-Can you keep a secret?

"What kind of emergency?" Jack growled irritated.

"That room is full of screens where you can see what the security cameras are focused on-"

"I know that idiot, get to the point,"

"The screens aren't working, there must've been a hack. There might be another traitor!"

Jack rushed out without a word while I stared at Callum, dumbfounded.

"Callum!? What the hell are you doing here!?" I whisper yelled while he approached me.

"Hey, lighten up. I thought you'd be happy to see your favourite boy." He winked.
I rolled my eyes and lowered my voice, "this is not a time to be happy and hurry up and get me untied. Is this your master plan of getting me out of here?"

"It's not that easy. I can't untie you and I'm sorry about that. I really need Jack to trust me at the moment and when he's hundred percent sure that I'm not a 'traitor' or whatever then I'll carry out Christopher and I's master plan." he wiggled his eyebrows at the master plan bit making me shake my head in amusement.

"Wait. Christopher is in this too!?"

"He's not here. Don't worry."

"But Callum! You barely know me. You're risking getting sent to jail just to help me? That seems unbelievable. You shouldn't do this. You're so young Callum. I feel so guilty-"

"Adria, I'm here to assure my brother that you're okay because he's always stressing and, and something else. It's um personal. And you are a friend. I want to help. It's a couple of things and I'm a risky person."

I sighed while tilting my head back, "This is f**ked up."

"It sure is. But hella cool too. Who doesn't want a bit of adrenalin rush?" I stared at him incredulously but before I could say anything Jack stormed in.

He quickly softened his pace after seeing me and smiled, "Thanks Joe. It's all sorted."

Wow so callum has a fake identity. I shall call him Joe from now on then.

Callum nodded. "I made sure she didn't escape too," he said gesturing towards me.

"Yeah, yeah big deal. She's tied. There's no way she could escape whether you were there or not. Now get to work." Callum bent his head and set off.

"You're still a b*tch." I said glaring at Jack.
"No. I'm a business man and you cannot be a business man of you're not harsh. It's part of the package I'm afraid."

"Oh yeah and you do realise, you're a business man for an illegal company."
Jack shrugged, " that didn't use to phase you. Jail made you a goody goody huh?"
"Nope," I said while popping the 'p' because I knew that irritated him. "I just toughened up and learnt a few things. Things that make me see clearer. Now," I paused, "you were saying that you need me. What can I possibly do?"

Jack looked at me and sighed, "You know when you were a model?"

"Yeah unfortunately I remember those days," I shivered in disgust.

"We were known as your trainers to keep you fit and the girls working here were your make up artists,"

I furrowed my eyebrows, "yeah I know that."

"Now, we are nothing which makes us dodgy. That was our cover. We were your team. It was all you that kept us safe. Now you're not here, the police are onto us because they're suspicious."

I laughed sarcastically, "are you asking me to go back to modelling?"

"You have to," Jack sighed pleading through his eyes.