What She Thought She Knew (Rachel Moore Mystery Book 1), стр. 72

Fortunately, I was able to keep my cool for the most part. "Do you know where they were taken?" I asked.

Surprisingly, the Scout nodded. "They're being held at HQ."

My eyes narrowed at the news, but inwardly I was relieved at the fact that Rachel was still alive.

Pete nodded his head in acceptance. "She's probably being held in one of the interrogation rooms." He said.

Agent Olsen gave a look of confirmation. "If that's the case, then she's probably of some use to the Phantoms, hence why they captured her instead of killing her on the spot."

I clenched my teeth at the mere thought of the implication. "What do they want with her?" I asked through my teeth.

The Scout gave me a sympathetic look. "I have no idea." He replied honestly.

I nodded my head as I didn't trust my barely contained rage from not revealing itself through my voice.

I looked at everyone in the room, and took in their various emotions. Agents Arrow's and Claire's faces were blank, Agent Cian was clearly agitated as he was pacing around restlessly. Pete and Olsen were relatively cool, while Fear looked at me with concern.

I briefly glanced back at him before I turned to face the front. "So what now?" I asked.

Everyone then looked at Pete who had his hand perched under his chin. "It's settled then; we'll head back to America. I take it we're the only surviving Seeker agents here, though, so we'll have to plan this carefully." He stated.

Deep down, I felt satisfied with the conclusion, and apparently so did everyone else if the lifted looks on their faces were any indication.

Pete smiled slightly, but it quickly fell as his phone beeped and caught his attention.

He took out the device and read the message. His brown eyes widened immediately.

"What it is?" I asked warily.

"Your mother, she's awake." Pete said astonished.

Chapter 34: Heart-to-Heart

For a couple of minutes, all I did was stare at Pete in shock.

I think even my jaw dropped. My mother was awake? Jesus, so many events had happened one after another that it was hard for my mind to wrap around them.

"Are you alright?" Pete asked.

I blinked severe times before I focused my attention on him.

The Head Warrior looked at me unsurely; his mouth opened, yet closed as if he wasn't comfortable with what he wanted to say.

When I glanced at Fear, he was still looking at me with concern.

That immediately snapped me out of my daze, and I looked at Pete with certainty. "I want to talk to her." I said firmly.

Gratefully the Head Warrior didn't question my earlier reaction, and merely gave me the access code that I assumed connected to my mom.

"Here you go." He said. "There's a room down there if you want some privacy." He then gestured behind him.

I nodded, and made my way to the room.

I walked inside, though I didn't bother closing the door. There was a lone table by the window with a small laptop on top. I sat down, and pressed the on button.

Once the laptop was on, I opened our specific contact browser, and uploaded the code. I turned on the option for video imaging, and took a deep breath.

Within a minute, the image of the woman who gave birth to me appeared. "Hello?" The familiar and welcoming voice of my mother came through.

I gasped quietly at how genuine her voice sounded, but I regained my focus. "Hey mom," I replied rather timidly.

"Oh honey, it's so good to hear from you!" She exclaimed happily.

I laughed briefly. "Same goes for you mom. It's been seven years since I've last seen you. I thought you were dead…" I trailed off.

My mother took on a grim expression as her brown eyes focused on me intently. "I know dear. Most of the time I was out of it, so even I don't know much of what was done to me. Never mind that; all that matters is that I'm back."

I looked away in shame at her positive outlook despite the ordeal that she must have been through.

"It's my fault mom; when we got separated, I should have gone back for you. You wouldn't have suffered so much."

My mother then leaned closed to the camera as her eyes zeroed in on me. "Now you listen to me young man; you did not abandon me. If you went after me, then you would have been captured as well, and there was no way in hell that I would have let you fall into the Phantoms' hands." Her eyes then softened as she took on a softer tone. "Honey, you know firsthand the pain that the Phantoms have put people through, starting with our family first of all. Your bastard of a father has put us through enough misery as it is. You and the other Seekers have to stop him and his organization once and for all!"

I nodded. "I know mom, but things got complicated. You see, I met a girl…"

That automatically caught my mother's attention as she leaned even closer to the screen if there were possible. "A girl, huh? What's her name? What's she like?"

A smile plastered itself on my face as I thought of that special person. "Her name is Rachel, and she looks somewhat like you; with the brownish/black hair and brown eyes. She's an extraordinarily strong willed woman and isn't afraid of kicking ass."

My mother chuckled. "I like her already. So where is she?"

The smile was automatically wiped off of my face as dark thoughts invaded my mind. "The Phantoms have her, mom. They took control of Seeker HQ, and they're holding several hostages over there, including Rachel."

My mother gave me a sympathetic look. "I'm so sorry, John." She said.

My body