My Undercover Life | ✓

Chapter 34

I chuckled, thinking back to the lady from before. "For my sake, I hope that lady from earlier doesn't come back. She'll probably think I'm some slut."

Skylar frowned. "You're not a slut."

"I know." I smiled up at him. "But you may want to sneak out the window or something. If someone sees—"

"Don't worry," he said, cutting me off. "I was planning on doing that anyways."

"You were?"

"I kind of have to." He shrugged. "I need to check the area for clues anyway."

"W-will Demitri be outside?" I chewed on my bottom lip nervously, hoping to God, he'll say yes. I rather not be alone with that thing lurking around.

He gave me a soft smile as he squeezed my shoulder lightly. "Don't worry, Demitri is right outside the mall. We seriously won't let anyone touch you."

"I know." I trusted them. "Just don't get stuck trying to climb out the window." I giggled at the mental image.

"I'll try not to." He laughed. "Also don't unlock the bathroom door until I'm gone."

"I wasn't planning to."

He held his arms up in defense. "Just making sure," he said before he headed over to the window. Lifting the panel up, he took a quick look at his surroundings, before hauling his body upwards. He disappeared for a moment before he reappeared. He grinned widely at me, giving me a thumbs up.

I took that as my cue to leave, before unlocking the bathroom door. Coming face to face with a 'Please Keep Out, Cleaning in Process' sign, I laughed slightly to myself. FBI agents really do come prepare.

Taking the sign down, I closed the door before I rushed towards the front entrance of the mall. Seeing Demitri standing there with his hands shoved inside his pockets, I let out a sigh of relief when I saw him.

"Did Skylar buy you the present?" he softly whispered, once I got close enough to hear.

My eyebrows dipped down in confusion as I stared up at him. But as I saw his eyes pointing directly at my purse, realization dawned on me.

"Yup! Of course." I chuckled under my breath. Was that really the best code phrase they could come up with? "Do you have the present I gave you?" I asked, referring to Bradlee.

He rolled his eyes at me when I decided to play along with his antics. "Of course. The present is in the van."

"Great." I smiled before Demitri took the rolled up sign from me.

We fell into a comfortable silence as we walked side by side to the van together. Once Demitri unlocked the car's door, he motioned his hand for me to sit in the front, before he slammed the door shut behind me.

Looking at the rear-view mirror I saw Bradlee sitting behind me with his headphones in. When his eyes meet mine, his smile widened.

"Your cousin—" Bradlee started to say before Demitri ripped open his side door, and jumped in.

"Lily, please refrain from talking to the suspect into we get back home," Demitri instructed, turning on the engine.

 "But—"

"No buts," he warned me. When he saw me opening my mouth to comment back, his eyes narrowed down, daring me to disobey.

I sighed, shutting my mouth. What crawled up his butt and died?

***

"Alright, let's get this show on the road," Demitri said as soon as were all sitting around the living room. Tapping some buttons on what looks like a voice recorder, he took out a small notebook and a pen from his shirt's pocket. Glancing directly across from him, he looked at Bradlee square in the eye.