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.


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16. Weekend with Tyler Part 2

 

I woke up to the sound of bird chirping, it was pretty strange but it sounded amazing. I yawned and stretched before walking out of the bed. I entered the small living room our room had, and found Tyler sitting on the couch. 

 

“Morning.” I said. 

“Morning Phy.” Tyler smiled. “Wanna go down for breakfast or should we have it here?”

“I’m on my pjs man.” I chuckled. “And I really don’t feel like going down.”

“I’ll call room service then.” Tyler rolled his eyes playfully dialing on the phone. 

 

As he made the call, I grabbed my laptop and hacked into the Hotel system, out of pure habit, I mean, my father used to make me do it when we went to Hotels for vacations. Security measures for him. 

 

When I finally hacked into the system, I found out something. As I had felt before, something was not right within the hotel, and I was right, there was someone spying on us, who, that was yet to be discovered. 

 

“Phyre.” Tyler said. 

“Yeah?” I questioned half closing my laptop. 

“Waffles for breakfast?” Tyler questioned. 

“Yes.” I replied with a smile.

 

Who the fuck is following me or us?

 

 

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Tyler and I turned to the next room in the second museum we were visiting. It was a really odd place, but odd places always attracted me for some odd reason. As I walked behind Tyler, I sensed someone following us. I stopped and turned around trying to figure out the person who was staring, I couldn’t see him or her, so I decided to ‘ignore’ it, and keep looking without being so obvious. 

 

“Is everything OK?” Tyler questioned. 

“Yeah.” I smiled. 

“Are you sure?” Tyler questioned again. “Since today in the morning you seem kinda off. Did something happened?”

“Something feels wrong.” I said. “And I just don’t know what it is.”

“Probably nothing.” Tyler smiled. “Stop worrying for things you can’t figure out.”

 

I smiled at Tyler but kept my eyes and senses open, whoever it was, surely knew that I had training or was simply lucky. 

 

 

After we finish the museum, we left to grab some lunch and then we got lost around the city. I kept feeling the person following us, and lucky me, I got a glimpse of someone hiding. 

 

As Tyler entered a violin store, I told him I was going to the restroom, and ran towards the person I had seen hiding. 

 

“Who are you?” I questioned as I cornered the dude. 

“I have a message.” The dude replied.

“Speak.” I commanded. 

“We’re ending you.” The dude started. “Just like we did with your father.”

“Who the fuck are you?” I demanded grabbing the collar of his shirt. 

“I work for ALLA.” The dude replied. 

“Tell your boss, to fuck off.” I replied knocking him out and taking his personal information.

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