Chapter 9

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3 days. It's been 3 days. These days have been the hardest 3 days of my life. I've grown really close to her in matter of a week. I can honestly say I love her. I've known her since she first became a spy.

We were I'm the same class. I got kicked out for stealing some gadgets. After that, I became a thief. When I heard about a new device Mr. X was making so I flew to Taipei in search of it. Long story short, I ran into Lana and it ended up being horrible for one of us. Also known as me.

I shivered at the embarrassing memory.

"Are y'all done yet?" The two shook their heads. I was Facetiming them since I stayed back in Canada. I've been reminded daily about the device and Lana. I had to give it to him today. They weren't even close to being done. Thankfully, Raymond hasn't called about it yet.

"We got a little behind schedule after we landed. We needed something but it wasn't available so we had to improvise." Quinn smiled with pride. "Look I don't care, just hurry up. Raymond could call any second." Although Quinn looked hurt she continued to help Mr. X."

Meanwhile in LA

"You can't tell anyone about this, understand?" the tall man said in a whisper. "I do." Quinn nodes her head. "What about Lana?" The young girl questioned. "I got her." The man kissed the blonde's forehead. Suddenly a tray dropping echoed through the hallway. The two quickly went to work on the device. "Sorry Sir, I'll clean it up right away." Mr. X got up. "I'll help." Rushing over to the mess, Jon pushed the butler up to the wall. "What were you doing? What did you hear? Talk!" He grumbled. Calmly, the butler replied. "I was coming in to say dinner was ready. What did you mean, I didn't hear anything beside the tray dropping." X brushed himself off and regained his composure. "Sorry, tell Agent Quinn that I'm in the dining room." The butler nodded and spoke. "Agent Quinn, dinner has been prepared. Mr. X said he'd be there." Quinn smiled and made her way to the dining room. Once Quinn left, the butler breathed out and clenched his chest. Pulling out a recording device, he made sure it recorded that whole conversation. "I got your back Lana." He whispered to himself.

Back in Canada

"Had enough yet Nemesis?!" Raymond kept torturing Nemesis by showing him Lana getting beaten by one of his minions. What Nemesis didn't know was Lana had already escaped. (What he was watching was a video). "Stop hurting her! I'm on my way with the device." I couldn't help the tears that streamed down my face. "Good boy, better hurry." Raymond hung up the call. I sat for a while before I got up and left the room. I'm not leaving until I get my Lana back.

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