Remember Jordan ✔️

3. Mission

Chapter 3! Enjoy!

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    I got home soaking wet with my freezing brothers. The school let us out early because all of the classrooms were flooded and Ken was the one who pulled it as a 'prank'. I ran up to my room and turned the heater on. After showering, I walked downstairs and the house phone started to ring.

    "Hello?" I asked into the phone.

    "Hi. Is this Josh and Jordan Rita?" A lady asked at the other end.

    "Yes. Who's this?"

    "Okay. This is the CIA. Calling from your parents, Shay and Ryan Rita. They have instructed you both to get down here in ten minutes. Thank you," she hung up before I could say anything.

    Sighing, I called Josh and explained to him. He just nodded and we headed for his car. Why isn't James or Jonathan going? They are both assassins but have recently taken a break to focus on school work. I step into the car and strap my seatbelt in. The drive was silent except for the radio playing songs.

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    Once we reach there, the guards, that are from the army, aim their guns at the car. Josh showed them our ID's and they allowed us in.

    "So, why do you need us?" I asked my parents, once we were escorted to their personal base.

    "We need you to catch Taylor Hernil," my mom sighs.

    "Taylor Hernil is a twenty year old drug addict. She started taking drugs because she was depressed and ever since has been addicted. The police have given her, her first strike because she has disturbed our neighborhood. Second strike, she was found egging a house, and was fined. The third strike, which is now, she went around naked in a kids playground. She was supposed to be put in jail but somehow escaped. We need to you guys to find her," my dad explains. "Only thing is that we don't know where she is. You guys need to track her, then handcuff her and the police will handle the rest. Got it?," he asks, pointing his index and middle finger at us.

    "Why can't you do it?," we both ask in unison.

    "We need to take care of other things," mom says, turning to dad with a pale face.

    Dad just sighs and hands us a stack of papers that told us all the information we needed. They both left the room, leaving Josh and I alone to think about the mission.

"Taylor Hernil. Sounds so familiar yet so foreign," Josh mumbled.

"Well, since you are really good at computers and hacking, why don't the first thing we do is track her down?" I ask in a hopeful voice.

"Okay," he said.

We walked towards a computer and Josh tracked her down. Taylor was at an abandoned warehouse near the outskirts of the town.

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    We left the CIA building and followed the GPS that took us to the warehouse. I kicked open the door and we walked in, gun in hand.

"Well if it isn't the Rita's," a voice came from behind us.

I quickly turned around and there stood Taylor in combat boots and a black leather vest. Taylor lifted a hand gun and aimed at Josh. He rolled left, just in time before the bullet hit him. I ran up to her and threw a knife that landed perfectly in her shoulder. I kicked the gun out of her hand while she fell on her knees and cried out in agony.

"Oh stop being so dramatic," I say with an eye roll.

I rush behind her before she has the chance to escape and handcuff her hands together. I hold her good shoulder and drag her out of the warehouse where four police cars awaited. I hand her to one of the police men and they took care of her in no time. Once we checked the whole warehouse, Josh and I headed home with pride.

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