Keeping Me (Spy Chronicles Book 2)(45)

“Well, you look weird, too,” I say.

“Not as weird as you,” he says.

“Gee, thanks.”

“It’s not bad,” he says. “I like the blonde hair. I just like it better the other way.”

“You didn’t give me a choice.”

“Right. I didn’t.”

“I can’t believe we actually listened to what Nolan said,” I say. “What if it’s all a trap?”

“He doesn’t know where we’re going,” Bass says. “And he let me knock him out. I think, in his own weird way, he was trying to help. Maybe he really does like you.”

We still haven’t heard from my dad, which is disappointing. We had to ditch our phones and I’m not sure how he’s going to get hold of us, but Sebastian assures me that he’ll be able to when the time is right.

They call our flight to start boarding. We’ve got first class tickets, so we’re first in line to get on.

Today, I am a British girl named Amelia, and Sebastian is Jackson, my Australian boyfriend. We’re both nineteen years old, because we get less hassle if we’re not traveling as minors, and ‘Jackson’ is coming on a long holiday.

“Have a nice flight,” the lady says.

“Thanks,” I say back, using my best British accent.

I guess accent training classes paid off after all.

Neither of us say another word, and we keep our heads down as people board the airplane. But it’s not until we are in the air that I let out a sigh of relief. We’re safe now—officially. And I know that running is a part of my life now and that I’ll have to eventually do it again, but for now everything is okay.

“Sleep, S. We’ve got a long flight,” Sebastian says.

And so I do.

Sebastian and I started off this journey together and we will finish it together. Someday, we will face his father and we will win. After all, doesn’t Superman always capture Lex Luthor in the end?





The end.