A Life for A Life

*Caitlyn’s POV*

“You sure you’ll be alright on your own?” Morgan asked as he led me through the airport.

He kept flashing his badge towards security and led me to the gate exit toward the plane I was supposed to get on. “I managed so far.”

“Where will you be?”

“Even I can’t tell you that.”

He flashed his badge once again at the lady at the gate exit. “Let this girl through.” He instructed. He looked back at me.

I turned around, handing my duffel bag to him. I was in fresh new clothes, but I knew it was too much of a risk to be carrying that bag everywhere. “Take this. If you really want to find me, start thinking like Michelle. It doesn’t take a genius to find out where I’ll be.”

“Just be careful. I don’t know what she’s told you, but judging how fast you’re rushing, it doesn’t sound good.”

“It’s not.”

I looked up at Morgan. He wasn’t present during the 14 hours of bonding I had with Michelle. I wasn’t about to catch him up on the details either. He let out a breath. “What can I do?”

“I know everything now.” I said, voice hard and tense. “Now I just need to find a way to break free of them. They won’t stop until I’m dead.”

“Why don’t I talk to them?” He asked. “I’ll seek out a deal for you.”

I pained smile came onto my face. “I already know what they want. It’s so obvious what they want from me, but I don’t want to die. Unless you can find another way.”

Morgan nodded. “I’ll talk to them. I’ll find another way for you.”

“Thank you.” I said, swallowing. “Just be careful. Don’t put yourself in a position you can’t get out of. I know I’m already there.”

Morgan nodded. I turned around, disappearing into the gate exit. I knew I couldn’t travel any faster than this plane would let me, but I knew the moment it landed, I had to get a move on.

“The CIA originally brought you in to be raised my Mom and Dad for a planned mission in the future. They wanted you to protect that person from some underground group that has a huge price on his head.”

I felt myself draw a breath in. Just thinking about it was enough to give me a migraine.

“Mom and Dad different plans ever since they found out what that price was. They raised you to be an undercover agent for the CIA and once you got that job, they were going to give you special orders to kill him yourself.”

The thought of even doing so made me was to just vomit. How could I ever do that? Why would I ever even want to do that?

“Other than that, the CIA would’ve wanted to execute you for not following orders. So you would end up dead and Mom and Dad would end up with the money, free from any danger of getting caught.”

I was raised to become a hit man instead of a protector. To be a hit man, only to die soon after.

“Not that it should matter if you died in the first place. Your true identity died before the CIA decided to take you in.”

My face fell into my hands. Whoever this person I was supposed to protect, they’re life was on the line even before I met them. Michelle didn’t know his name, only knowing that it was a male, so I had no means of wanting to find him. All I knew was that I had to go back to the boy I originally promised I’d protect.

“It wasn’t hard for me to track where you were. All I had to do was track back to the day you disappeared to the day you made that call. All I had to do was connect the dots. I’d be careful who you’d choose to keep you a secret, because the moment the media lays an eye on you, the CIA can quickly find you.”

I didn’t care about that now. All I knew was that if Michelle knew where I was hiding before, her mother and father knew too. If they were so willing to kill me, I knew for a fact they would be willing to kill off any connections I had. It wasn’t a risk I was about to take. I had to hurry back.

I promised him.