Phyre Gunner: The Spy (Editing Process)

Phyre Gunner. Teenager. Rebel. Spy. Troublemaker. Genius. American. Genetically Perfect.

After the passing of her father, Phyre became the imperfect daughter. After too many detentions and schools, LSA comes looking for the one person that can help them save the world, the same person that is genetically perfect, Phyre Gunner.


23. Plan In Action


I was on the limo typing away in my laptop trying to make sure that if ALLA was ‘following’ Tyler they were really following me. I sent Tyler to a private base and I was heading back home, cause I knew that the one place where they were going to look for Tyler was the house. 


I was tracking down Adam and Michael’s location toward the search and rescue of Mr. Right. LSA was having a word with LSA in USA, trying to figure out if they knew something about ALLA, because as I was trying to find out about them I was failing miserably. 


“Ms. Gunner.” The driver said. 

“What?” I questioned looking up from the screen. “Are we home yet?”

“I don’t think you will be able to enter.” The driver said. “There are cops cars all over the place.”

“Tell them that the adoptive daughter is coming back home.” I said. “I need to get inside the house, if they don’t let you, I need you to make a commotion so that I can enter the house through the walls.”

“As you command.” He replied. 


I tried once again with the central web page of ALLA, apparently they were some sort of founders for some sort of experiments that could possible save people that suffer from cancer, but truth be told, I highly doubt that. There had to be something there, I don’t know there had to be something hidden. Maybe something between the lines, or some sort of code that I hand’t figure out yet. 


I switched screens and followed Adam’s steps. They were already in and apparently everything was going perfectly fine. I sent a quick message to Adam saying that he had to take Mr. Right to the secure bunker, not where Tyler was, they had to be apart for a matter of 24 hours so that we made sure that they didn’t go after both of them. 


Once I had that done, I switched to Tyler’s video and I saw that he was already inside the bunker and that there was no way in hell anyone was going to find him there. I sighed and stared out the window, there was no way that we were taking so much to get inside the house.


“What is happening there?” I questioned. 

“They don’t believe that it is you.” The driver replied. 

I rolled my eyes and opened the window. “Excuse me sir.” I said to an officer.

“You can’t go inside.” The officer said. 

“I live there sir.” I said. “My name is Phyre Gunner and I am the adopted child of Mr. Right, would you be so kind to let me inside my house?”

“Sorry.” The officer said. “Let them through.”


They finally let us through and once I was inside I ran towards my room to continue stalking the people and trying to find out who was ALLA. 


“You know.” I heard a voice said. “I never thought you were so careless.”

I turned around and saw a man standing there with a grin. 

“Though I have to congratulate you. You made sure we couldn’t follow Tyler.” He said. 

“Who are you?” I questioned pressing the emergency button on my watch.

“I’m the head of ALLA.” The man replied. “You can call me Allan.”

“Oh.” I said. “That’s why it is called ALLA.” 

“Smart girl.” Allan smirked. “Now, shall you come with me without a fight or?”

“Run.” I winked and threw a knife hitting him on the tight and turning away to run out of my room.


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