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And, with that, the girls knew it was time to go to work. ” Liz didn’t want to yell, but she couldn’t help it. gone.” She kept her voice low because the halls weren’t empty anymore. But standing in the Hall of History looking down on the foyer below, Macey couldn’t help think that it didn’t look or sound or seem like the last day of school. Sure, the halls were filled with piles of suitcases and pillows, but the good-byes were different. At the end of the Hall of History, Headmistress Morgan’s door stayed closed. I should have tied her to her bed, handcuffed her to me. The little veins on her neck were popping out farther than Macey had ever seen them. “I should have done something,” Bex said again, panic and guilt seeping into her eyes. When the halls were crowded, she always knew a way around. For example, the cookbook clearly stated that the blueberries should be “folded in by hand” but when she pushed up her sleeves and stuck her hands in the bowl she had to realize that 1) you cannot fold things that are liquid, and 2) you really shouldn’t squeeze blueberries if you don’t want it to look like you’ve been murdering Smurfs. By Gallagher Girl standards she was still tiny, but her sister seemed especially small, and Liz wanted to protect her from all the evil in the world. When Ellie turned and said, “I’m going to ask Mom and Dad to call the school,” Liz also couldn’t help but think that her sister might become a problem.
COVERT OPERATIONS REPORT At 0500 on the morning of June fourth, Operatives Sutton, Baxter, and Mc Henry awoke to find Operative Cameron Morgan was not in her bed and had, apparently, not returned to her room the night before. She’d always been the smallest of her friends, and her voice had always been the highest. The sun was up, and light streaked through the windows while girls darted down to the labs or outside for a pre-test run to clear their heads. “Maybe she’s just with Zach.” Bex asked the scariest question of all: “What if she isn’t.” “Still,” Liz said, “we should ask him.” She didn’t see the dark shadow that stood in the doorway, broad shoulders looming over them, saying, “Ask me what? ” Bex asked, pointing to the words Cammie had written and turning to look at the boy beside her. I told her that she and I are the only people the Circle would hesitate to kill.” He took a deep breath. “I told her that maybe we should run away together.” “You told her to run away! “I told her we could keep each other safe,” Zach tried to explain. The entire eighth grade was down below, hugging and squeezing like they’d never see their friends again. Macey felt her roommates come to stand beside her and she turned and looked at it. And most of all, Cammie knew the best places for studying, Liz had always thought. So Liz looked down at the directions one more time and tried to make sense of them. She consoled herself that there was at least one person she cared about who was for sure safe and sound that summer.
In 2010, the number of filings before Valentine's Day jumped 12%.Of course, people at the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women were used to Elizabeth Sutton’s knowing things no one else had figured out, but that morning she wasn’t recalling something she’d read in a book. ” “We don’t know,” Bex snapped, finally unfrozen and spinning on Zach. Headmistress Morgan didn’t move or speak for the longest time. “If I’m not mistaken, girls, your Junior Languages final begins in five minutes. “The headmistress is…busy.” “Then I’ll ask to speak to someone in admissions.” “No,” Liz said, harder than she’d intended. You aren’t missing anything.” “I can go there if I want to,” her sister said. I just don’t think you’d like it, that’s all.” “Is too it. And it was the big sister’s job to make sure she stayed that way. “There comes a time at least once a day where I think I can’t do it. If I’d known then what I know now.” “You’re not telling me something,” Ellie said, seeing through her. So before her mother even finished her sentence, Macey was out of bed and bolting down the hall, still in her pajamas, racing past the staff with barely a glance until she reached the sweeping staircase of the main foyer and froze, staring at the young woman below. She was in a trim black suit, her hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail, and wore only a trace of makeup. “I just came to see how you are.” For a moment Macey wondered why Abby sounded so official, then she saw that her father was walking through the door and looking up at Macey. Her realization wasn’t the result of years of research and experiments. Morgan’s eyes were red and swollen, her suit wrinkled. ” “It’s Cammie,” Macey said, pushing forward, but Bex’s legs felt frozen as Zach and her roommates passed. “He told her to run away, and she—” Bex was crossing the room too fast. You don’t want to be late.” Number of helicopters that landed on the lacrosse field during the 48 hours following Cammie’s disappearance: 9. You don’t think I’m good enough.” But her sister was good enough. The sun was up, and light streaked through the windows while girls darted down to the labs or outside for a pre-test run to clear their heads.“Maybe she’s just with Zach.” Bex asked the scariest question of all: “What if she isn’t.” “Still,” Liz said, “we should ask him.” She didn’t see the dark shadow that stood in the doorway, broad shoulders looming over them, saying, “Ask me what?
Although, technically, Liz was a genius, it was her gut and not her head that made her stare at the empty pillow, the perfectly tucked covers, and say, “Oh no.” “What is it? “If you’re complaining ’cause you lost your lucky highlighter again, I’m gonna—” “It’s Cammie,” Liz said, still staring at the pillow. Baxter’s shoulder, holding a cup of coffee, and Bex thought about the nightly vigil that Cam’s mother had been keeping at Mr. And right then Bex hated her best friend for running away and leaving the people who loved her to clean up her mess. Bex would have rather taken a bullet — tracked down a highly-trained strike team — done anything other than what she had to do. She was silent as Macey said, “She’s gone.” Liz handed Bex’s mom the report they’d found on the case. Macey lunged in front of her and held her there, while Liz turned calmly to the mothers. “She said she’s tired of everyone getting hurt because of her, so she…left.” “She ran away? Number of Gallagher Alumni who spent time in Headmistress Morgan’s Office: 6. Who’s been a part of every secret boy-related mission?