CHAPTER 4:
I rang her number, tapping my foot nervously. "Hey, this is Bex. I'm unavailable so leave a message or... call later. Beep." I sighed. "Hey Bex. It's Viv. I need your help. I'm going to the safe house. Call me back." I said warily. I took off my dress, slipping on a sweatshirt. I was already wearing black shorts so I looked alright. I unlocked the door and walked out. "Alright, love?" he asked. "Yep." I said. I think he was showing off the British lingo for me. "Anyway, thanks for your help. Bye." I said, walking out. I heard him mumble a goodbye and then I was back on the noisy streets. I looked around and headed in the direction of the safe house. I finally reached the street and I have to say, it was a bit scary. And then I felt stupid because, hello, I have two guns in my shorts. But still, it was a suspicious building. I sauntered into the entrance, pressing the elevator button. I hoped there was some ammunition in the appartment because I needed to stock up. I reached the floor and cautiously made my way through the hallways. I placed my hand on the hilt of the gun, ready to pull it if anything wrong happens. I wasn't exactly sure what to expect. The last time something like this happened, it was completely different... don't think about that! The lock clicked and I swung open the door, pulling out my gun. The first thing I noticed, though, was a gun pressed against my forehead. And then I heard the unmistakeable click of its barrel.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
CLIFFHANGER! If only someone was actually reading. Whatever, I'm gonna continue and hope to see some more reads in a week. Please comment, vote, follow, etc. Any suggestions for the cast? I know there aren't many characters, so for Vivian? Love ya <3
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The Agency
Teen Fiction16 year old Vivian Richards is being hunted by unknown men. She doesn't know whats going on and she neither does she care. All she knows is that her past is haunting her once again. Her main goal is to stay undercover and keep her family safe. That'...
