I re-watched the freeway security cameras Kendall had sent me. That night, I fought with the Order and Hugo; their bodies should've been desegregated, but I spot Hugo crawling for his life after the explosion as the footage was altered.That fucker is still alive.Also, Eva had spread her handmade virus on an island coast of Myanmar. She had poisoned their water stream with her virus, and now everyone is sick and turning against one another. Watching the footage from the drone makes me sick to my stomach. She not only tested on a few unknown subjects in her lab but also caused a pandemic of peaceful people who just became her test rats.I squeeze my phone tight within the grasp of my hand and frustratingly brush my hair back. Two things frustrate me: Hugo is still alive and nowhere to be seen. All hospitals and clinics have no records of his admission. And two, I hear Poppy moving as I look over my shoulder. After an hour of calming and being by her side and a few hours of staying clo
If I don't return Poppy to her, hundreds of children will be killed.I dropped my phone on the counter and stared at it for a minute, thinking about what she had meant.It's not like she knows I'm her daughter. She only knows me as my male counterpart, even with her hackers, who can access my background records because there are none. Once you are joined in the Dagger program, you are listed as "nonexistent." We are only given our code name.I closed my eyes and thought of a way to handle the situation before tomorrow night.Opening my eyes, I grab my phone and speed-dial the number."Hello?" Greeting in a chorus tone."Pete, it's-""Terry!!" I pull my phone away from my ear as he screams. "Oh my gosh, I know that sexy tone anywhere. How long has it been since we talked? Five years? Three? Hmmm..."I shake my head. "It's only been two years.""Ah yes, a two...years..." he stays quiet for a second, then causes an outburst. "TWO YEARS! I didn't get your call after that. That day when yo
I arrived in front of his salon, where his apartment was on the top floor. I pressed the doorbell, and the door flung open. Pete surprised me with his presence; he had his expensive kimono bathrobe and his face plastered in a green facial mask. He taps his foot."Well, well, well, if it isn't Mr. Terry Young," Pete squinted his face, his pissed-off face, after opening his apartment door. His eyes scan me up and down, then inhale sharply. "Still sexy as ever."I clear my throat. "May I come in?"He stares at me for a minute or two, having second thoughts. "You did say you have to explain, so come inside," he said, walking away from the door and allowing me to step in.I sighed, and after I had closed my door, I looked around and saw that his apartment seemed normal and not in the ordinary except for all the colorful and furry furniture and artworks of naked people.I exhale in relief, yet a bit worried.What is Kendall talking about? There is nothing creepy about his place."It's been
"Are you sure you don't want to join you? It's better to have back up close to the target." Kendall states and asks for god knows how many times.I plug in my earpiece as I scan my eyes around the dock. We have parked the disguised transportation truck into a small base for Kendall to monitor the pier. Although I was supposed to go alone, those two insisted that I couldn't argue with Odin, even with his worries that he sensed something would happen and that the whole Daggers would be hiding and in position in case this trade went south. When I told them the plan of using Pete, dressed as Poppy, for the trade, Kendall and everyone thought it wouldn't work, but knowing Pete, his master of disguise and a Dagger member, he could pull it off. Eva is cunning and sharp; she can sense something off in a snap with one wrong move.The plan is to use Pete to trade him with the vaccine. If my calculations are correct, she will hug her and say sweet words about her worries and affection. Pete migh
Red.The color is a standard color you see on a traffic light to stop. The color you see on fruit, like apples and cherries. On a vegetable like tomatoes. Valentines can also symbolize romantic love and physical passion, making our hearts race toward someone we love. Red is the color of heightened emotion, strength, and power.But red can be a negative thing that you see. The color red is linked to passion, love, desire, power, anger, or rage.That is what I'm feeling right now. When Eva stepped off the boat, my whole body went on lockdown. My heart is palpitating, and my blood is boiling to the point I'm seeing red.Seeing her for so many years wearing that damn red outfit, I wanted to hit something. I hated her wearing red. It's okay for other people to have red on them or receive red roses, but red on Eva fits her perfectly as she is the devil herself. Flashy and cunning like one.My stomach churned. I wanted to throw up, but now it's not the time to be disgusted. I have to focus a
ATTENTION!The process of this story will contain scenes with intense violence and language unsuitable for young audiences. Viewer discretion is advised. If you feel uncomfortable reading settings disturbing, this isn't the story for you. Read at your own risk.In the middle of the Pacific OceanOn the Norwegian Cruise Line -Heading to Barcelona, Spain.I lean against the ship's rail, pretending to take selfie pictures of myself, smiling and giggling, acting like any ordinary tourist would do on a relaxing vacation such as on a vocational cruise ship. I have my earplugs on as if music is playing, but the real reason is to listen to the conversation between the two men I have scouted twenty feet away from me."Did you receive the call from the boss?" said one man, who I learned from Kendall's files.Sully Vonner.One of her men and one of her strongest. He is a manipulator and can cast his charms on anyone, no matter how young they are. He will use his wits and knowledge to lead a chil
"Seth, what the hell are you doing here?" I shove from him as I took two steps back surprised by his sudden appearance right before me.I look around then grab his hand and take him to my room."Okay," I shut the door and locked it. "Let me ask again. Seth, what the hell are you doing here?"He just smiles, that goofy smile of his. "I was in the neighborhood and -""Bullshit.""Alright fine," Seth sigh but kept his smile on just so I can not get angry at him. Hopefully, I can let him off but not this time.Nope, that cute smile of his I will not let off easily."I went on the cruise just to find you," he claims."Okay, and why?" crossing my arms as I asked."Because...you didn't say goodbye this time," his smile then fade to a frown. "You didn't say goodbye to Effie, to your friends, to me!" Seth brushes his dark hair back and lets out a breath to strain his anger.I didn't know my leaving would affect him. Surely he knows not only is my job as an assistant to Odin but also to do missi
I had gotten myself the following day to grab myself something to eat. I wore casual clothing and men's clothing. Because now Seth is here, I can't let my feminine features set free. I'm back to binding my breast. I groan. I'm not too fond of wearing the binds, but I had no choice. I left my room, and after I closed my door simultaneously, Seth came out from his room across mine. We were both shocked and awkward about what happened yesterday. I felt terrible for yelling at him. "Morning!" He beams a smile. I guess yesterday's argument didn't affect him at all. "Morning," I mumble and start to leave. "Wait, Terry," Seth caught up as he walked side by side. "Are you heading to the dining hall?" "Yes." "Great, let's have breakfast," then he wraps an arm around my shoulders. I fought him off, but he held on tight and dragged me. In the dining, there was a breakfast set up. A buffet with choices of scrambled eggs, bacon, and pancakes. There are other items in this contemp