Chapter 10

Cammie pov

I woke up startled from another nightmare. It was dark and cold. I started to panic wondering where I was. It took me a second to figure out where I was. Technically I had no idea where I was being held, but what I did know was that I was being held captive by The Eye.

It was almost always dark, I don't remember the last time I even saw sunlight. It has been weeks, maybe months from my last encounter with light. However I had more pressing matters to handle at the moment. They keep trying to break me, I won't let it happen. I stay silent no matter what they do to me. I get interrogated about two times a day. I am immune to their tacits, and even if I weren't I would never reveal anything.

For the most part they ask me about the CIA and they try to get me to reveal any information about the agency. I stay silent which doesn't always do well in my favor. I have been tortured multiple times, so many its hard to keep track. Some days I have been knocked out for long periods of time which makes my count of how long I have been held captive unreliable.

I am confident that I will find my way out of here, eventually. I don't care how long it takes, I will find a way back to Zach. I wonder how he is holding up. I may not be able to track the time accurately but I must have been declared MIA by this point. The only reason I have been silent is so that I can gain crucial information about them. I figured that any information has to be relevant in some way. Whenever I am interrogated, I keep track of what techniques they use, which hand they write with and their posture. Its simple observations like that, that will eventually help me follow through with an escape plan.

I need to make an escape plot fast. I can tell that their patience with me is growing thinner each day. Soon they would have no use for me. The only reason I am still alive is the information they need. Unless that is all a cover. They might be using me as leverage for an elaborate hostage situation. I am still unsure on what their endgame is, as well as my role in their plans.

My plan, however, is to keep my head low and try to find an opening for me to slip through. Security from what I could tell isn't too bad. If I gather up my strength I would be able to manage my way out of here. Although it might take a while for me to achieve that. They barely give me enough to survive.

This whole mission has been a nightmare from the beginning. The CIA gave me corrupted information from the start. Something is off about the agency. I have a suspicion that it might be the director, he was involved a lot in the useless briefings I went to. Even during my mission briefings they never directly said what their ulterior motive was. That was one of my big areas for concern. Before they were a low scale criminal organization, kidnapping two CIA agents and possible more, would certainly give them a chance to escalate into something bigger. I'm close to putting all the pieces together, there are just a few grey areas that need attention.

Since I have been compromised, I have only seen Luke twice. The first time was when I was dragged in, I saw him being moved, his face was pretty beat up but I recognized him easily from the pictures in the mission file. I had no idea where they were taking him at the time, I still have no clue now. I thought that would be the last time I saw him and my mission would automatically be a failure but a few days after that I heard the guards outside my cell door talking about him being moved to a solitary cell. They mentioned that he was being moved a couple hours from them. So I made my way to the smallest crack at the bottom of the door and saw him being dragged in handcuffs. After that I haven't seen him since. I know he is still alive though, they wouldn't kill someone as high as he is so soon. Also every once in a while the guards in my interrogation let it slip that he is still alive. They don't say it directly, but I can read in between the lines.

Also, they have more prisoners that I initially thought. I originally believed there to be 5 maximum including Luke and I, but I have reason to believe that there might be a minimum of 15. I don't know how they weer able to kidnap that many people without the authorities on their tail. This group is more advanced that I was lead to believe.

I wonder how they are able to move that many people without suspicion. We have been moving around a lot. Every couple of days they seem to be packing up and moving. So far the only places I am 100% certain we have been to was London, Rome, Budapest and right now I think we are somewhere in Belgium. I am positive that I am going to be moved any day now. The fact that they keep moving at a rapid pace shows that they are running scared. The authorities are catching up to them. Zach is catching up to them. I know he is looking for me, because I would do the same for him. Its only a matter of time before I break out of here or my friends and family find me.

Every single day I am in this blasted cell I am constantly reminded of how I got here. I am haunted by it all the time. I was on my way to my checkpoint to report the small amount of information I had found. I wasn't close to finding Luke or The Eye at all. My leads turned thin and spanned out to be nothing. I was a few short blocks from the location of my checkpoint, even closer to the safe-house I had been staying in. There was a huge crowd which made it easy for me to blend in. I was sure no one had been tailing me, it was my fault for being so arrogant. The crowd started to thin as we neared the approaching alley. Someone grabbed my arm and shoved me in. It was dark enough to make it impossible for me to see my assailant. There were small details I could make out, like they were right handed and favored their left leg.

I got myself out of their grip with ease. The fight began as soon as my arm was free. I landed a couple of punches to the stomach, face and a well aimed roundhouse kick to their knees bringing them down on the floor. I reached over to check if they were unconscious or not when I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I turned around quickly to be greeted with a fist to the face. Before I had time to recover the man I just knocked to the ground rose up and slammed me against the wall. My head hit the wall with a loud thud. They stuck a cloth in my face, the contents of it made me drowsy, everything started to go blurry until it all became black. Looking back it was probably chloroform. They kept me heavily sedated because I didn't wake up until I was already in an interrogation room with the person across from me looking impatient. The first thing they did was try to get answers. I told them nothing. They then put me in a cell and continued to try and break me. I remember not to long ago I was in a truck, I was bleeding from a wound that reopened. I think we were leaving London at that time. I remember being on a plane.

I figured that if I could survive the circle than there is no doubt that I would survive this.

I need to connect everything I have so far. I need to analyze everything. I need to know the truth.

I have a strong feeling that they are planning to do something public soon. It is the only thing that makes sense. If their M.O is to turn into a bigger crime organization then the only way they would get people to understand it is with a public demonstration.

My thoughts were interrupted when the door to my cell were opened. The 'guard' slammed the door open."Get up, you are moving." I rose silently and followed him out of the room. According to my calculations I wasn't supposed to be moved for at least another 2 days. Something has made them scared which is why they are moving earlier than planned. It must mean Zach is getting closer than before.

I just became more determined to escape.

Zach pov

The fight was getting worse. It has only been less than 5 minutes but I can already anticipate the outcome of the battle. We were losing, that much was clearly evident. I can't believe we were able to be ambushed. We should have known the snitch was going to betray us. How did we not see through his lies? How come we didn't investigate him even further. We should have done more surveillance on the warehouse before going inside without backup.

What happens if we aren't able to get out of here? I push those negative thoughts out of my head. For starters, it made me distracted from the fight which I needed to get my head into. Secondly, thinking negatively would only make things worse and limit my perspective.

It took me a whole minute longer than I originally thought to knock the guy out in front of me. One well aimed punch took care of his easily. But as soon as he went down there was another member already waiting. It seems that every time I took care of one person half a dozen more show up.

How did The Eye get this many members? What did they tell these people they were planning on doing?

We were outnumbered, it was at least 5:1. Not to mention the fact that all of us were getting tired easily. We were losing our strength taking them on one by one. We need a new strategy, something that allows us to take more of these goons on at the same time.

A quick glance around the warehouse revealed that everyone else was in the same boat as me. Solomon looked like he was holding strong but I know him well enough to understand otherwise. Bex and Macey were teaming up to get rid of more goons but they looked exhausted. The fight was taking a large toll on us. Townsend was trying to take on as many as he could while watching out for Preston and Liz who was also knocking out a few guys themselves.

The bottom line was that the one way out of here alive is to retreat.

"We can't stay like this, fall back!" I shouted in Spanish. I started to make my way to the door getting rid of any people standing in my way. Only the thought of seeing Cammie gave me the strength I needed to push through and escape through their fingers.

I really hope Cammie is ok. I need her to be ok, for both out sakes.

The rest of the crew came shortly after I did. I pulled them into a nearby alley. "We should have at least taken one of them in for questioning." Townsend said with a bit of disapointment. "Don't worry I got an even better plan." That caught everyone's attention. "Since when have any of our plans worked?" I glared at Macey for that.

"Just listen to me. I can disguise myself and follow them to their headquarters. I can hae a tracker on so you guys could be right behind me. Then we can storm in and find Cammie."

"It's a flimsy plan Zach, so many things could go wrong, but its all we have now." Liz told me pulling a tracker out of her pocket. It was small, however I had no time to complain. I stuck it on me and she also gave me trackers that I had to ingest. Meanwhile I was trying to come up with a make-shift disguise that would allow me to blend in with the crowd leaving the warehouse. Finally with great skill and difficulty we were able to make me look similar to the goons we were fighting not to long ago.

"If I don't come out of wherever the HQ in half an hour come looking for me." That goes without saying, but I felt like saying it anyway in-case it was unclear to a bunch of professionals.

I managed to slip my way into their crowd unnoticed. It was almost too easy. Each of them was silent as we went inside of multiple cars that I am assuming take us back to their base. I tried my best to not move around that much to stay like the rest of them. So far no one spared me a second glance.

I stayed behind to make sure I was the last one to get inside of their headquarters which was just a small office building. I wanted to make some kind of signal to Liz that I have been here in-case something happens to my signal.

Just as I was about to open the door something hard hit me on the back of my head. Darkness soon followed.

A/N: First off I am so so so so sorry about this huge delay. I am swamped with school and when I am not doing that I am trying to maintain the small social life I had. Anyway I am here and with a new and longer update.

So what do you guys think? A lot revealed in this chapter especially with Cammie's pov. I wanted to show that even though she is in a bad position she uses that to her advantage to find out what she could to plot an escape. She is confident that Zach and her family will rescue her because they care about her enough not to let her go missing again. Also I have some good news with this story, Zach and Cammie might be reunited sooner than you think ;)

Leave a comment telling me your favorite part and your predictions for the next chapter, and vote if you liked this chapter! -Zammie4life