Get Your Spy On

Get Your Spy On Chapter 25

“I have no choice, do I?”

I grin weakly. When I get to Sloane’s house, I take out my key to the house, and unlock the door. We both walk inside. It’s quiet, oddly quiet for someone who is in labor. Eric and I exchange a look, and then we both take guns out. I always have a weapon on me. I lift it up, and slowly I start creaking upstairs. I see Eric start heading down the hall, so I venture alone. I open Sloane’s door first, and right away, I see items scattered on the floor. Not normal things. I turn around, and start opening each door urgently. I get to the last door, the guest bedroom. I pull the door open forcibly, and see it’s empty.

“Wendy!”

I start running down the stairs, running to Eric’s voice. I find him in the living room, kneeling next to a knocked out Wendy. A broken vase is next to her, and blood is running down her face.

“Is she dead?”

Eric shakes his head, and then he picks her up. “Who did this?”

“I guess they knew.”

“They as in secret agents, or they as in spies?”

“Both.”

Eric lays Wendy on the couch. “Well, what’re we going to do?”

“They took them to headquarters I’m assuming. Anyways, we have to wait for Wendy to wake up so she can tell us what happened. It couldn’t have been long ago, could it?”

I don’t know. We both sit around, and eventually, Wendy wakes up. She starts groaning, and touches her wound, wincing. “What the-?”

“What happened, Wendy?” Eric asks, neither of us are going to baby her.

“The secret agents and spies came in here, going all out. I don’t know who got them, but I remember Sloane got stabbed, but she got her mom out. I don’t know if they got my mom or not-“

Sloane. The room starts spinning around me. She got stabbed. I wasn’t there for her. If I didn’t wait for Eric, I would’ve been able to protect her. I feel sick. Wendy sits up. “I don’t know what to do. My mom is having Hope, and I have no idea who has her. “

Eric concentrates on nothing in particular, but I can tell he’s in deep thought. We all don’t know what to do. Sloane is smart, she wouldn’t go down with just a stab, she would’ve made a plan the moment everything started happening. Her first priority was getting her mom safe, so what would she have done?

“Were the spies hurting you guys?” Eric asks.

Wendy shakes her head. “No, they want my mom remember? They tried to play it off as protecting us. I got hit in the head with something, so I wasn’t in the fight for long. I just remember Sloane pushing her mom out the door, holding her side that was covered in blood. I didn’t see my mom throughout the whole process.”