The Lie's Secret (Spies)

Plan The Attack

Sadie's (Tia) P.O.V:
Cora and I are preparing in the barn. She told me everything. I regret not listening to her, or being there for her for that matter. We were almost done placing our equipment everywhere. About the dog, we found it outside of the barn... Dead. It was shot by a bullet twice. We didn't shoot it, but we searched for clues everywhere,there were none. Mark and Mathew are very sloppy, but they didn't kill the dog. How I know, there were no footprints or fingerprints. Usually, there would have been uneven dust layers if someone did walk in, but nobody did so it must have been shot from afar. Someone with good aim. Someone like a spy. Cora's been checked out, she's all good. She was having memory blurs and couldn't remember certain stuff but it was getting better.
"So what do we have to do now?"
"We're waiting for Lexi to come back. It's Friday and she should be back either tonight or tomorrow morning. If she doesn't, we'll have to get a replacement for her and ditch the old plan." I answer.
"Wait... Who's Lexi?" Cora asks, sounding clueless. She wasn't even listening. She was staring in awe at her bracelet from the hospital, which was inside of the Agency. The bracelet beeps. She looks up at me. I worry, this was the first time it beeped. Grabbing her wrist forcefully, I stare at the small screen.
"Memory loss detected. Report inside the document and make a call to the hospital ASAP." The robotic voice says after I press a button, not knowing what each one does. I pull out my iPhone from the Agency. Unlocking it, I go to the 'emergency' button, which would call straight to the hospital, unable to disturb the busy spies. Helping with the traffic, you know? Pressing another button, I place the phone to my ear.
"This is the Agency, what is your emergency?" A female voice says from the other line.
"Hi, this is Sadie calling on behalf of Agent Sparks." I say professionally.
"Oh, ok. What is the full name?" She asks.
"Coraline Sparks, ma'am." I respond, starting to freak out a little.
"Ok. I found her documents. What is the reason you called to the emerg?" She asks, confused.
"Well her bracelet beeped..." The girl cuts me off.
"Oh my lord! That's bad. You must bring her back as soon as possible." She says.
"But she just got back?" Came out more of a question.
"If she doesn't get proper care in less than 10 hours, she will be in a coma. We need her here." I sigh. I want the best for her.
"Ok, when can we arrange a ride?" I ask.
"Don't worry. I got someone to hack into the nearest hospital and said you have an appointment. They're waiting for you at St.Joe's hospital. You're signed into the program as 'Bailey Moore' and you're there for a mental problem. They'll send you to a specialized room and we have some former doctors running that room. Tell them we sent you and they'll take care of you." She says.
"Ok, thank you." I say while cutting the line. "We gotta go now." I say tugging at her sleeve.

Alexia's (Sierra) P.O.V:
My eyes open again. I sit up. Nobody's here. Was it a dream? I don't know. She looked like my mother. My mother is dead. My whole family is dead. I don't have any aunts. This girl seemed young.
Maybe... Just maybe...
The child walks in again and screams. The woman walks in. She motions for the child to leave, and so he does. She sighs and walks in, sitting on the edge of the bed. I push myself to the end of the bed, like a victim when a killer sees them.
"Hi Alexia. I'm your older sister. I killed our parents. I'm the mastermind behind their murder. I ran away and faked my death when you were born. I've been watching you forever. I owe you an explanation." She sighed. I squeak. Real smooth Lexi. I listen. I sense a lie in her words, but I listen anyways. If I make a move, she might have men behind those doors, not like I couldn't fight them... I just chose not to. Goodness Lexi, what are you turning into?
"Well, I was 6 when I ran away. I was mistreated and I felt threatened. Nobody loved me. I grew up with kids like me. I was 11 when I decided you need a better future. Sis, I planned a murder. I got someone to kill our parents. And so they did, but you left when I made them search for you. No trace of you. I finally found you now. It was so hard, you know?" She says, taking a break.
"No, I don't. But at the same time I do. They killed our sister, you know? You killed a blood relative too." I snapped.
"We had another sister? I didn't know that. Did I really kill her?"
I hesitate. Reality is, I killed her.
"Yup." Her eyes tear up. "She was 3 years older than me. She was 8 when she died."
"We didn't have a sister. She would have had to be younger." My sister says. At least she claims to be.
"So she wasn't blood related." I say in disbelief. But we grew up together, I still took her to the heart. It just made it so much worse. I killed someone else's child.
"I wanted to take you in, but you ran away. You grew up without parents."
"Ya, but I grew up in a strict building. I learned to kill people at age 5." I respond.
"Wait... What do you mean?" She asks, obviously confused.
"Never mind. My brain hurts. Do you have water?" I lie. She leaves. Should I stay or should I leave? I look around the room. A window. It's the type where it's thin, and long... and it's close to the roof. Eh. Why not? I get up from the bed and start walking. I'm in bad condition. Hell no, I'm not staying with a murderer, and the child in this house doesn't need to be with a person like the both of us. Pulling myself up, I feel something cold and soft touch my hand. I fall to my feet again with a hard thump! I spot the dust on my hand. I raise my hand to my lips and blow softly. Hearing footsteps, I retry once more. I find the lock on the window and tug really hard. Something releases. Good! I push with a lot of force and manage to crack the window. Why gives a sh*t anyways. Sure, she does but I don't want to die here. I push again and the glass shatters. Crawling through the small space, I make it outside. Thank gosh it was a 1 story building. I start running as fast as I can until I turn around two blocks and make it to a small park. Pulling out my phone, I press the red button on the side. I hear a soft beep and I put the button on lock. A message pops up.
"The agency has been notified of your location and will come to get you soon." A call icon was near the message, and I press it, putting the phone near my ear.
"Hey Lexi! What's up?" A voice says.
"Well I just got kidnapped by a girl that said she's my sister. She killed my parents and I ran away. Can you come and get me as soon as possible?" I tell her with sass rising through my voice.
"Umm... Sure? I didn't know she was a murderer, she just said she was a relative."
"Why the heck would you believe that? If she truly was family she would have called in and made a report, or when they called every one on my parent's phone list. Don't be so stupid." I retort. God, this girl has no logic. I feel a buzzing sound beside me. I turn my head slowly... And sigh. Nothing's there. But the buzzing continues. Adrenalin starts pumping. What if it's a car, or a motorcycle? Could it be her? Did she find me? After all, I didn't go pretty far. Oh my God! I squeeze my eyes shut and wait. If she catches me, I'll still have my locator phone, and it's turned on so the agency can track wherever I am.

"Oh wow, I probably hit my head too hard." I say chuckling at my stupidity. The phone is vibrating, and obviously I confused the girl on the phone too. My so called 'sister' faked her death, so logically she wouldn't have answered her phone and risked getting exposed, and the fact that she couldn't be a guardian at age 11. Wow Lexi... what happened to you?

Great, I'm talking to myself too.

Coraline's (Bailey) P.O.V:

"Cora, Cora stay with me here." Sadie says worryingly while holding my hand. My head is spinning and my vision is blurry, nothing new. I shut my eyes to ease the tension that's stirring in my head. I don't remember much, only that I might go into a coma and Sadie is being really caring. Wind passes my face as the doctors race through the calm hallways of the emergency room. What am I doing here... I don't remember. I look at my arm... when did I have stitches? When did I get the huge, purple gash there in the first place?

Sadie's (Tia) P.O.V:

The doctors are taking her under operation, for what... I don't know. I stare into her eyes, they're turning white. Her pupils dilate rapidly. I put my finger over her pulse above her hand... it beats fast, then slow. What's going on? My feet stop moving. I shut my eyes and I fall to the floor. 

"Jeez, not me too."