Return to Me

Chapter 11

~~~Zachary Goode~~~

I watched the helicopter land at the New York airport. My heart sank. Let’s hope I’m in time. I don’t think my evil mother would kill her just yet. I fumed as the thought of my mother torturing her. I hate my mother.

I got out of the helicopter, fuming still, and walked straight to a taxi, motioning them to follow me. ‘Times Square.’ I said to the taxi driver as the six of us piled in.

‘There are six of you, Sir.’ The taxi driver stumbled. I almost felt pity for him.

‘Do I look like I care?’ I asked him as he shrivelled under my intense gaze. Just then, Rachel, Abby and Macey, Bex used their feminine persuasion. ‘Please, we’re in a hurry, and our friend here is just a teeny bit impolite…’ Macey trailed off. He still looked conflicted. Then, Macey changed her strategy.

‘In case you hadn’t notice, I’m the Senator’s daughter. Macey McHenry.’ The taxi driver looked dazed. Then, he nodded as he drove off.

Actually, I don’t really think she is in the New York headquarters. I passed out the comms units, and told them that we just break in and go to the Control Room. Find her location. If she is at this headquarter, find her. If not, retreat immediately. They seem to understand, since I knew if we don’t sneak around, we would be out-numbered.

The taxi stopped. Rachel took care of the fare while I stalked out, towards the mall. I heard Rachel tell Liz to go to a nearby hotel and start hacking the security cameras. Liz nodded. I gave her the address of the store. Then she nodded again, and marched off.

The girls followed me as I walked in an electronics store. I saw no customers.

‘Action.’ I whispered into my comms unit as I see Rachel kicking the shop keeper and snap a napotine patch on his forehead. Then, she casually asked, ‘What then?’ I heard Liz rattling off directions.

I silently walked to the store room. I pressed a few buttons, and dragged the unconscious man’s fingerprints on that device. Then, a trapdoor opened.

We went in, and there’s a dumbwaiter. I pressed the floor Control Room, and stalked out. I saw no guards. I went in, taking out a gun. I reached the Control Room fast, with the girls behind me. Luckily, there’s just two guards inside, and we knocked them out cold before they could trigger an alarm. Rachel put a napotine patch on each of their foreheads.

I fiddled around for information about Cammie. I found a big folder, named ‘Cammie’. I opened it briefly, seeing the words, ‘At Toronto headquarters’. Then, I took the file, motioned for the girls to go, and went to the dumbwaiter.

I saw three guards pursuing us as we ran. I guessed they noticed us. Bex ran to them and kicked them with a roundhouse kick. Then, she had one of them in a chokehold as Abby tackled two of them down on the floor. Macey snapped a napotine patch on their foreheads and Rachel, motioning for us to hurry up.

We all piled in the dumbwaiter and went up. I heard gunshots following us when we ran. Rachel was frantically talking in her phone, I think she’s arranging a helicopter with Liz to pick us up. I smiled. We got her file alright. And she’s at Toronto. I should’ve known my mother lied. But it doesn’t matter, we know why the Circle wants her now. We might know what happened in the summer too.

We rushed out of the store room, me barely avoiding a bullet. Everyone was fine. We rushed outside, finding a waiting helicopter, thanks to Rachel.

We went in, as the door closed, I swear I could see Catherine Goode, smirking. God, I hate her. Liz was already in the helicopter, waiting.

We sped towards Toronto. I opened the file, and threw the file across the floor. There it said, ‘Information on computer,’ Then a link. I hate myself!

At least I know she’s in Toronto. I relaxed. We’re going to find her now.

The helicopter sped towards Toronto. ‘Sleep for a well, Zach. I could tell you’re tired.’ Rachel said. Actually, she is a way better mother than Catherine Goode. I hate my mother.

‘Okay.’ I answered as I slept. I dreamt of Cammie. I will see her soon enough. Suddenly, reality hits me as my heart sank again. She’s still shutting me out. But then I swear, I would still save her, no matter what it costs me. No matter that she’s still shutting me out.

I dreamt of Cammie in my arms. Peaceful, I haven’t seen her like that for a long time. Then, my mother charged in, tearing me away from her. I see my mother torturing her again, this time with double force. I screamed, as I heard a voice, ‘Zach? It’s okay, it’s just a dream.’ I woke up, and saw Rachel looking at me with a concerned expression on her face.

She cleared her throat. ‘We’re here. I have a friend here which would be our transport.’

I told her, ‘No, I would rather drive myself.’

I slipped into the car, a silver Volvo. Then, the girls went in, and I drove, exceeding the speed limit. But I don’t care. Spies don’t get caught speeding. And I’m proud of it.

I stopped in front of an abandoned shed. ‘This is it.’ I said, as I went in. The girls were hot on my heels as I went in. Liz stayed in the silver Volvo with her laptop. I pressed a very secret button and punched in a code, wearing a pair of gloves. Then, the wall changed into metal ones, and a doorway revealed itself. We walked in.

I guess Catherine knew we would break in. But she didn’t know we would break in at this entrance, so she sent the guards elsewhere guarding the main one. I saw seven guards heading towards us, yelling. They’re just on patrol.

Catherine didn’t know I knew this entrance. I knew this because of my sneaking and reading classified files in my mother’s study every night. It pays off, eventually.

Bex ran forward as she got on of them in a chokehold. Abby kicked a roundhouse kick, and the other girls tackled the other guards. I saw a guard running for the alarm, and I deflected him easily. He looked startled, but he punched me. Tried to anyway. At that same time, I punched him in the stomach and he staggered back. I punched him again in the jaw, and snapped a napotine patch on his forehead again.

Then, I saw the ten guards being taken care of. Napotine patches were on all of them’s foreheads. I shrugged. I went straight to the cell.

Luckily, there are no guards on the way. We walked to the cell entrance, and then I saw ten. We began again.

Macey ran forward and attacked. I ran forward and blocked the alarm. The others fought, as I deflected every guard who tried to trigger the alarm.

Soon, every one of the guards is on the ground. ‘Liz, where sis Cammie?’ I asked Liz, and she replied. ‘I guess Rm. 6182.’

I walked to that cell, broke open the door. My heart lurched and wrenched, and I felt hurt, pain, pity, sorrow, anger, happiness, relief all at the same time. In there, laid Cammie, unconscious, bloody and bruised.

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