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.


33. Tracker


I sat with my laptop underneath the tree, when I was supposed to be eating lunch. I knew what Michael had asked me was because he thought that she was cheating, but I don’t know what he will do when he finds out that she is part of the organization that want to kill me. 


“Phyre Gunner.” Brad smiled. 

“Yeah?” I questioned closing my laptop. 

“Are we still on for today?” Brad questioned with a side smile.

“Video games?” I questioned and he nodded. “Sure, do I go with you?”

“Yes.” He smiled. “Are you doing some homework?”

“Yeah.” I replied. “You know that I need to keep up with the school work if I don’t want to flunk out.”


Brad laughed and sat next to me. I really don’t know what this kid wants, but I am sure as hell that if I manage to get inside his house, I will be able to get some vital information that I need. 


“Don’t do it.” Brad said. “It’s a great day to be lost in some crappy homework.”

“I have to do it Brad.” I said. “If we want to have the afternoon free I have to get my job done right now.”

“Understood.” Brad said. “I will leave you to it.”

“Thanks.” I replied and left me alone. 


Once he was out of reach I opened my laptop and started following Marianna, she was heading out of school, which was weird as she was supposed to stay here all day long. I needed to let her know that I was not going home with her, but if she wasn’t there, I was bound to send her a text message... 


I minimized the screen and proceeded to read about what Adam had sent me, it appeared to be that he had spoken with Mr. Right and that neither of them knew about the discovery I made, and that they were going to start their own research to find out what was going on. 


I knew this was hard work, but I had to tell Michael about his wife. I opened up a new email and started typing what I knew about Marianna. 



Remember yesterday night when I had something important to tell you? I didn’t see you in the morning and I won’t be arriving home until after dinner, so I thought of sending you what I know. Here’s all the information I’ve go on Marianna, the one you asked me to get, and some extra information that yo might need to know. 

We’ll talk when I get home?



I hit the sent button and started actually doing my homework. This thing was just getting weirder...


When the bell rang I closed my laptop and got all of my things and walked to class, there is this thing that is still molesting me, how could it be possible that Mr. Right didn’t know about Marianna was part of the ALLA?


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