I felt a gust of cool air upon entering the Starbucks, their air conditioner clearly turned to full blast. My eyes searched the room for Mel, yet I didn't want to draw attention to myself. I stepped up to the counter, ordering and receiving the smallest size black coffee they had before feeling as if I was being ditched. My eyes once again panned the room looking for his familiar face, as I felt a large warm hand on my shoulder. I turned around quickly prepared to argue with whomever was touching me until I saw Mel's wide grin. He grabbed my wrist leading me to a secluded table toward the back of the coffee shop, we sat, I looked around at the few people in the shop, all absorbed into their electronic devices unaware of the world around them.
"Melman I must say this phone call took far too long to be received!" I yelled taking in the fact that I hadn't seen him in so long. It was strange going from seeing someone once a day to seeing them never. It was only the second time I had to deal with it in my life time and was often the reason I resisted getting attached to anyone in the first place.
"Well I wish that I could say I called with better news," he paused sipping on his coffee drink and surveying the area to see who was in ear shot. "Skylar, we have a problem."
"Yes," I said with a gulp, my heart already beating out of my chest as I felt the color run from my cheeks.
"The man behind your family's attack," he paused again this time because he appeared to be almost speechless. "Well he has a son, we have been detecting someone trying to hack into the WPP database, yet only into your piticular file. We have traced it to Franklin, and are suspecting that it is indeed him. I wish that there was an easier way to say this other than just spilling the beans on you but," he paused again, lifting his sunglasses and rubbing his eyes to reveal a few small tears escaping down his cheeks. "Skylar, we have to place you in hiding until his son is captured and detained. It's orders and we honestly have no other choice."
"You're joking right?" I managed to let a slight chuckle out as I felt tears burn my eyes before running down my cheeks.
"I wish I was," he said pulling a folder out of his inner jacket pocket. "Here's your information, I will meet you here at nine am sharp tomorrow morning." he rose from his seat placing his shades back over his eyes.
"But Mel," I said despite the growing lump in my throat.
"It's all in there," he pointed to the folder on the table. "Read it before you leave, it will make things easier." Mel turned and headed out the nearest door without any other words of encouragement. I ran my fingers through my hair as my heart beat faster. My mind raced with thoughts of how this could of happened and what I was to do. I rested my head on the cool table top, closing my eyes for a moment and taking in the sounds of the shop. Laughs, laptop keys, iPhone ring tones, steam, coffee grinders. I calmed myself long enough to break the seal of the folder reading through the details of my departure tomorrow morning.
The details were simple enough, I wasn't to be pretending to be someone else for a change. I was to be hidden and kept in a WPP secure location, with no other than Melman. Yet I had to make it appear as if nothing was wrong, I was not to upset the world around me. Easier said than done, I thought. How was I supposed to pick up and leave without causing a ruckus when I had so much to live for here? My tears dried on my face, I wiped the dried crust away, thankful that I hadn't worn make up. Attached to the back of the folder was a note from Mel, his special to do list he always included in my packets. Yet these tacks differed from the pack, memorize information, research, etc. tips he normally gave out.
SKYLAR,
1. PACK LIGHTLY (I MEAN LIGHTLY)
2. CUT TIES WITH FRIENDS, SAY YOU NEED TO TIE THINGS UP BACK HOME
3. DELETE ANY AND ALL ONLINE/SOCIAL MEDIAS
4. CUT TIES WITH BOYFRIEND, NEED TO GO HOME FOR A BIT, TIE THINGS UP, MORE COURT
5. STARBUCKS 9:00 AM SHARP!
-MEL
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Free: A Jc Caylen Sequel
Fanfic"I would have found you. Even if I never knew your name, one way or another I would have found you. You and I were made to find each other." The much awaited sequel to Confidential: Skylar Carson was given a second chance at life. After witnessing h...
