KIMBER

"How'd the questioning go?" Pierre asked.

Video calls from him meant that something was up. Of course he made sure that the call didn't interfere with Society's network.

"It um, it went well."

"Really?" He tilted his head, unconvinced. "You didn't get caught?"

"I'm still alive aren't I?"

Pierre squinted his eyes.

I raked a hand through my hair, avoiding eye contact, "Xander switched our tests."

"Oooh," Pierre clapped his hands together in a slow applause. "Pretty boy came to the rescue huh."

He did save my life. It only confirmed my prediction that he did still care for me.

"Yeah," I nodded, replaying the scene over on my head. "I was lucky."

"And did you happen find out Vera's plan for the future?"

I sighed and shook my head, "I didn't."

This has been our goal for the longest. Ever since he broke free from Society. I was still relatively new to being a mole.

It was a year ago when I saw Vera hand Xander a suspicious file. It had a distinct symbol on it. One I've never seen before. It was then that I realized she was keeping secrets. Any information she kept to herself had to be something significant.

And my curiosity was insatiable.

When Vera had insight on Pierre's whereabouts, I immediately volunteered to be on the task force so I could get in touch with him. To see what he knew, and what drove him with a passion to take Society down.

"Oh mon dieu," He flicked his eyes to the ceiling. "You need to get your little boyfriend to spill."

I frowned, "And what do you think I'm doing over here, twiddling my thumbs? I tried and he denied everything."

"Well obviously you didn't try hard enough. Kimber I'm being nice by letting you take care of this. Because you know I'd handle things a whole lot differently. In a way you wouldn't like."

"You're not gonna lay a hand on him," I said snippily.

Pierre leaned closer to the camera, "Then get to it. I'm sick of waiting for you. You have until tomorrow evening to get it out of him . . . Or I'll take over."

He ended the call before I could even give my response.

"Twenty four hours," I breathed. The pressure of having a deadline began to weigh down on me.

Even though I was on Pierre's side, his intense determination tainted his manners and sometimes good judgement.

I have to get this secret out of Xander somehow. Someway. I had no other choice.

*

I was leaned up against a black car in the car garage, waiting.

Xander sauntered in, "If this is another speech about getting me back . . . "

I stood erect, "It's not. It's something more serious than that. Something bigger than the both of us actually."

He shuffled his feet to a stop with a puzzled expression and I ambled closer.

I gulped uncomfortably and put on my brave face. I don't why I felt powerless around Pierre. As if I'm his little puppet. I could do this.

"I want you to tell me what Vera's planning," I demanded rather harshly.

"I don't know what you're talking about," He denied.

I shook my head and took a few steps closer, minimizing the space between us, "Don't play games with me Alex."

"Nobody is playing games but you," He seethed. "I just saved your life a few days ago with that polygraph. I told you to quit whatever you think you're doing with that lunatic."

"He is not a lunatic for fighting for what's right!" I subconsciously rose my voice.

"This is right Kimberly! Society."

"Yeah right," I barked. "I saw Vera give you that file, with the giant suspicious X on it. Just make this easy for the both of us and tell me."

Xander brung his face close to mine, "You're bloody crazy if you think you're leaving here with new information. You just wasted you time."

I thrashed at his shoulders, shoving him out of my personal space. It was clear that he couldn't be swayed. My attempts to melt his ice, failed. Most of his life has been spent here, there was no question where his loyalty lied.

I turned around and exited the car garage, being cautious to not show any trace of emotion or suspicion. Even though a storm of emotions whipped around inside. The cameramen were bound to think I was coming back from a mission.

When I got back to my room, I sat down at my desk and opened up my laptop. I knew I still had twenty four hours left. But with the heated conversation that just took place, I knew more attempts would be foolish.

I should've known his stubbornness would overpower me.

I clicked to open up my messages and a black screen with lime green pixilated letters appeared. Pierre and the team set up a private and secured system for us to communicate.

09035252 (Kimber) : He won't tell me. I just met up with him. He's too stubborn, denied everything

03523456 (Pierre) : still have until tomorrow evening

I let out a steady breath with my hands hovered over the keyboard before I typed my reply.

09035252 (Kimber) : And I'm relinquishing. I've known him for years, he's not gonna spill trust me

03523456 (Pierre) : hope you kissed him goodbye then...

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A/N -  sorry for the short chap lol. had to have the suspense in there 😉😂

what do you think's gonna happen to our Xander?! 😮😮😮 gimme your predictions!

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- kya h. ♡