The Agent |ZM|

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Zayn.

"What the hell is wrong with her?! She can't just do that!" I throw the towel in my hands away, leaving my now dry hair all ruffled and sticking out in every direction as I hold the phone in the other hand.

I don't even know why I'm so mad at her. She did lash out on me-something not many people do because they know what I can do-- but that's not why I'm really mad.

I'm mad because she's so damn irresponsible. When you're followed, first thing you should do is call the god damn police, make them get their asses off that desk and do something more beneficial than stuffing their faces with donuts all the day.

"Oh shutup, the girl's got a sense of adventure." Arthur replies, and I roll my eyes.

"She got a sense of fucking stupidity."

"And why do you even care?" He chuckles.

"I don't. It just seemed so weird for her to run off like that, and I knew someone was watching us. She went straight after him, and so did I."

"Did he see you?"

"Like hell he did, but he saw her." I stare at my wall as I remember how she kicked him in the guts, it surprised me to see her knock him off his feet, he's probably twice her size. But it was so weird to feel bad for not helping her, the fear was written all over her face. I couldn't do anything though, I can't risk getting caught when I'm not even sure who sent that bastard.

"Don't tell me you interfered."

"Nah, she handled it herself. But what the heck would they want from a waitress, who exactly?"

"Henry did the research, the images you sent were unclear but as much as we know, he's not one of Jason's men."

"Well shit, whoever sent him, what does he even want from her? She's no one in this buisness."

"I know, Henry is just-" A muffling sound is heard through the phone before he speaks again. "Thanks buddy. Okay, Skyler Ross, 19. Was born in New York, but it seems that she lived her whole life with her grandparents in California. Hm.."

"What?"

"There's nothing weird about her, she was in a boarding school until she graduated, she applied to many collages and was accepted, but she didn't go, she has a little sister, Luna, 8."

"Why wouldn't she go to collage? No funds?"

"No parents. Her parents left her at an early age, for her grandparents to raise, but they died a couple years ago. Leaving her and the little girl on their own."

"Still, nothing explains her being followed, Arth." I run my fingers through my hair. "Anyways, any news from the others?"

"Beth and Micheal are doing good, but Ed had quite the fight with a couple men."

"What? When?" Ed is usually the last person you'd expect to get into a fight, he's a badass and can hit, But he's the nicest, most patient guy. He doesn't usually get caught undercover.

"Two hours ago. He was following a couple men through a bar, he heard the conversation, and then they caught him."

"Shit, they know we're after them?"

"Heck no, the ass started speaking Russian but they didn't buy it. So he finished them and walked away. We wiped the video from the security cameras but it's still risky so he's coming back here." He says. I shake my head, that wasn't supposed to happen.