Chapter 1

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Kayla and I have been in Arizona for about 2 months. Her friend just so happened to be an agent in the CIA that she knew from he foster system. He's been teaching us defense skills, hacking skills, gun techniques and just how to be aware of our surroundings. We wake up everyday at 6 am to start our day with a 7 mile run, having worked up to this point, then train til 10 at night, then finishing with a 5 mile cool down run. We've gotten stronger, and more aware of our surroundings, but we still have a long way to go.

We haven't heard from our family or friends, which means they haven't found us. We decided that we need to move to the next place soon so that they don't find us here. Especially since I just mailed Nick more designs and meeting information to keep running my company.

While we feel bad for leaving everyone they way we did, we know it's necessary. Kayla's friend, Dean, actually had heard about our parents, and while he didn't know much about what it had to do with us, because nobody knew they had kids, he emphasized just how dangerous they were. He let us know we have our work cut out, and that we need to train really hard to get even a smudge close to be able to fight them at all.

He's like a brother to the two of us, and while he may be a pain in our asses, we appreciate him so much.

We have learned what our strengths entail, Kayla caught on to guns much more quickly while I was better at hacking, we both are good fighters, but we still have a long way to go. We are just above the amateur status, but not by much.

We do our best not to be outside in the public eye, either having Dean get groceries for us or ordering in and Dean grabbing the door for us. We are heavily isolated, but Dean has introduced us to some of his friends who he trusts and also assists us in training. We are doing whatever we can to make it so Spencer and Michaels men and our birth parents can't find us.

Spencer's POV:

"God damnit where are they!?"

For the past two months, Michael and I have been looking for Aria and Kayla to tell them the whole truth. When they had called us, we were so close to finding their parents and didn't have our phones with us because we didn't want to take the chance of them tracking us. Sadly, they were still one step ahead and vanished right before we got to their location.

When we got home two days later, we saw the text from the girls, and immediately went to Kayla and then Aria's apartments just to find out that they went missing. Aria's best friend Nick let us have it and told us then went in hiding, and called us a few choice words. But when we told him the whole story, however, he was still upset with the outcome but he completely understood why we couldn't reach them until that day.

We fired the surveillance guys who were watching them, because we saw in them go into a neighbors room and leave the fire escape in wigs, but nobody caught on and followed them. We looked at street surveillance, but when they got into different cars and met at a far away airport, without using their cards, we could no longer track where they were going.

They seemed to be doing whatever possible to stay hidden, but we will find them. They have no idea the plans there birth parents have for them, and if we don't find them before their parents, it's game over for everyone, and I won't stop until I know Aria is safe, and Michael feels the same way about Kayla.

Leaving Spain was one of the hardest things we've ever done, and they did a good job hiding then, but this is so hard because the woman I love is out there unprotected and unaware of what she's facing with.

I keep looking over records and surveillance, but to no avail. I knew she was good at hiding, but I have to be better at looking, especially better than her parents. They need to know what they are up against.

"Sir, I think we have a lead!" One of the men on my surveillance team yells.

Michael and I immediately jolt up and run over to the guy. On his screen we see two women late at night walking home, trying their best to avoid street cameras. They have their hoods up to keep their faces hidden. They make a mistake, though, and one of the girls trips for a second, making it so her face faces the camera for a second. In the second, however, our face analysis is able to identify a match, letting us know we found who we are looking for. And now, it's time to bring our girls home.

Aria's POV:

"Damn it! I tripped and I know my face was seen on camera, we need to leave now Kayla!" I yell to Kayla once we reach our apartment.

From our training, we have been able to identify all street cameras so they can't capture our faces. We aren't even close to done with our training, so we can't afford to be seen. This will make our next trip more risky, but since we were already leaving we have to be even smarter with our moves.

When we got to Deans house, seeing as though it's safer than leasing our own place, he told us he got this place because their is a underground escape plan for us, so we don't need to be seen from the street if we get caught on camera. Since I've been seen, we know now we have to leave ASAP.

Kayla gets her phone out, "Dean, we've been caught on camera. I know how bad this is, but since we are already leaving in a week, can you get us tickets to Utah and then we we use cash to go to Kentucky? And you meet us there? This is the only way! Thank you and see you in a few days." Kayla finishes the call.

We both pack up immediately and Dean faxed the tickets to us. Now we just need to get out of here.

We put on our wigs and head out through the underground system and get onto the street, but things change quickly, when a hand reaches around me and puts a cloth to my mouth, making me pass out.

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