Not a Mistake

Chapter-39

Geoff was right; the busiest place to be was the Westfield Garden State Plaza. Everyone was walking around, busy to get to their favorite stores while Geoff and me tried to act casual, and blend in with the crazy amount of people surrounding us.

" How much longer until we can go to Starbucks?" I question as it seems like this is our forth lap of the shopping center, and my 'kankles' are starting to appear and hurt. Being pregnant isn't easy.

"Until Grant gives us the go ahead... how many perimeter checks does he need to do?" Geoff sounds just as annoyed as me from what is becoming a too high security check on the place.

Grant also making the rule: 'that I am not to leave his sight' we've had to walk around the mall this many times so he can do his perimeter check but still see me. Then finally from what seems like forever Geoff's phone beeps and we head for Starbucks.

When entering its busy like usual, names being called and people bustling in and out of the doors. Doing a quick survey of the shop I spot the familiar figure of Agatha hunched over at a corner table, sitting alone with her head hung low, a coffee beside her. She is in her late thirties with died blonde hair, and still has her fighting figure

Geoff and I walk over, when I pull out a chair to sit down her head whips up. The first thing that gets to me is her blood shot eyes.

"You came." She says, sounding terrified. Geoff grabs a chair and sits next to me, looking as confused as me at the tone of Agatha's voice.

"Yes." Geoff says, sternness to his voice." We arranged it, are you going to tell us what you know Agatha?"

But she seems to be in her own world." I was hoping you weren't going to come." She says, and from her expression my heart starts to beat faster.

"Why Agatha?" I whisper, my own voice shaky.

Agatha's bottom lip trembles her blood shoot eyes, becoming watery." They took him." She whispers, her eyes staring at the table." They took my son, I had to do this they threatened my son." She gets out on the border line of hysterical.

"Who?" Geoff barks out, becoming overly anxious know. But I know the answer to it when a hand is placed on my shoulder.

"You looking rather lovely Brooke." Mr. McCoy's voice sends a chill through me. We've been stood up.

Before anything else I yank the hand from my shoulder, twisting his wrist back causing him to yelp in surprise. I manage to get up from my chair only to be slapped across the face from a very angry Mr. McCoy in one of his pristine suits I recognize.

That's when havoc occurs in this Starbucks. It seems that Grant wasn't the only one who placed disguised people around in the coffee shop, since they are now fighting the other undercover people working for S.E.R.O.

The screams erupted as people and workers run out. I see Abby and Raina taking on a few guys at a time, as well as some other people I recognize from the pack. There are no guns used, seeing how that would cause a bigger scene.

I watch as a figure goes flying through the room, and see that the thrower was Grant. But I am taken away from that as a hand claps around my wrist. Mr. McCoy yanks me so hard that I am nearly tumbling down to the ground.

"Brooke!" My name is called by Grant, he's trying to get to me as I am being pulled violently trough the midst off what could seem to be a brawl in a coffee shop.

But I am lucky as Geoff comes to my rescue, penguin diving on Mr. McCoy. I was thankful I was not dragged down with them as I was released, only to have Grant clamp around my wrist and pull me out of the shop.