Kidnapped

Chapter XII

Not the best chapter you'll see but yeah, I need to keep posting.

Enjoy? c;

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“Wake up, Andi! C’mon, it’s morning.”

“No school, please! This is worse than being kidnapped.”

He left the room in a hurry and came back with a big bag full of clothes. 

“I managed to save some of your clothes. Put something on fast! I want to take you out.”

He sketched a small grin, waved and left.

Like I mentioned before, I do not stay in front of the mirror too much, so I just took my old and ordinary sweater, a pair of jeans, the gloves and I rushed to catch him.

“Wait!”

“Hope is not a problem if we take a walk. I don’t even know why I wanted get my drive license. I had never had a car.”

“It’s okay now. I don’t mind, although we’ll need one when we leave the city.”

We walked like this for about half a mile until a small cafeteria broke the natural surroundings.

“I know it’s not something sophisticated but you deserve a good breakfast.”

I went to find a table while he was ordering for us. I got bored of the food from the Centre. The breakfast was an ordinary buffet. I was always serving it in my room. I’m not a morning person. The deserts were various because Christina was a fan of them.

I sat and ate with Adam for about an hour, then he opened a conversation.

“Do you really want to save James?”

I felt jealousy in his voice, definitely. Although, he had no reason to worry about me and James, I wanted to save him. It would be selfish and careless for me to leave him there and, as I said, he could tell them everything.

“Yes, I do. We need to. He will tell them everything once he starts to trust them. We can’t risk.”

“Is it all about betrayal?”

“Yes Adam. It is.” Well, it was a half lie but, after seeing how good James felt there, and how he started to believe everything was alright, I got scared, lonely and unaided so I thought that it is better if I handle everything myself. He could pull me down.

“Should we call Patrick now? I am sure he has some answers.”

“Once we arrive home, sure.”

We paid the breakfast and went home. We didn’t talk too much on road, just some details about the Centre, and I had time to arrange my thoughts. I was convinced that the whole situation had a connection with my father, more specifically, with his job. I didn’t know too much of it because he refused to talk about it, and he was avoiding the subject. I had some time to look through his documents, in the night I found Patrick’s number, and something caught my attention. Then, I thought it isn’t important but after those two months at the Centre I started to make some links.

One of the documents was fully about this association, DM, so that means my father has been…investigating their project for a long time. The question was, what could my father investigate about them?

Arrived home, I was on my way to call Patrick but Adam asked me to join him for a minute.

“Andrea, you remember when I told you that I have a secret and I will tell you when the right time comes?”