Tag: crimefiction

Your Briefing:

Hannah Carmichael: Super Spy trying to take down the evil CGT spy agency. Status: The world believes she is dead, CGT knows she is alive.
Zeke Anderson: Spy with the real Government. Working with Hannah to take down CGT. Status: Shot by Baxter, wearing a bulletproof vest. Alive but unconscious.
Baxter: Zeke’s former spy partner. Status: Double agent for CGT, shot Zeke Anderson.
Stephanie Winchester: Fellow spy and friend to Hannah and Zeke. Status: The world believes she is dead, CGT knows she is alive. Currently wounded by gunshot wound in the shoulder.

Hannah’s Father is Alive. Appearing to help Hannah and her team, the Father she thought to be dead is apparently alive. Will he be able to help her in her mission to bring down CGT? Will she share the CGT ACCOUNTS file she found with him? Where has he been all this time?

FIFTY-TWO

“Are all the people in my family spies?” Hannah asked as she sat inside the van, her voice shaking with anger. Her Dad looked at her and shrugged, turning back to Stephanie’s shoulder, as he attempted to stitch the gunshot wound.

“Things are complicated,” He said as he finished the last stitch.

“That’s an understatement,” Stephanie said, wincing as he tugged the line through her skin. Baxter was lying next to the still unconscious Zeke, his hands bound. Hannah had refused to leave her husband’s side on the floor of the van and she rolled her eyes.

“We need to get to my base of operations, then we can debrief you all.” Hannah’s Father said, turning to Stephanie. “I don’t believe we’ve officially met,” He put his hand out and smiled, “James Carmichael, nice to meet you.”

Stephanie leaned back in her seat and looking over at Hannah, shrugging.

Hannah narrowed her eyes at her Dad, “I thought you were dead, where have you been?” she asked. James sighed and shook his head. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Hannah, his eyes holding deep pain.

“I found out what your mother was doing pretty quickly when she first started her extracurricular activities,” His voice was low and Hannah tried to mask her deep surprise.

“Why didn’t you go to the police?” She asked.

“I tried, but then I found out your mother was working with CGT,” he raised his eyebrows and leaned in closer to her. “A place you’re familiar with.”

Hannah resisted the urge to lunge forward and break her Dad’s nose, instead rolling her shoulders and sitting straighter.

“Evelyn was at CGT?” She asked.

James nodded, “She was branching out on her own, and they didn’t like that very much. When I started poking around, they threatened our family; they threatened you.” He sighed and dropped his shoulders, “So I sent you away to school, and I left to protect you.”

“Great job of that,” Stephanie scoffed, “We’re being hunted by CGT anyway.”

Hannah sighed and shook her head, “Why take this long to reach out?” She asked.

James shrugged, “I was working on taking down CGT on my own, and when you joined them, I thought it was best to stay in the shadows.”

Hannah nodded towards the driver of the van, “I guess not totally alone,” She said.

James glanced back to his driver and smiled. “Along the way, you run into people with the same goals and enemies. I picked up some help throughout the years, that’s Allan in the driver’s seat.”

The man driving lifted his hand up in a short wave and Hannah sighed.

“Who else is on your team?” Stephanie asked, crossing her arms.

James turned, “I have a guy who handles the more advance technological problems, that’s Roy. Sarah does weaponry and we have all sorts of moles and undercover agents wherever we can place them. Getting Intel on CGT is challenging,” He looked at Hannah and raised an eyebrow, “You should know more than most.”

Hannah rolled her eyes and looked down at Baxter as he stirred slightly.

“We need to ask your friend some questions.” James said, shuffling in his seat to see out the front window.

“He isn’t our friend,” Hannah said quietly, sharing a look with Stephanie.

She still had the CGT Accounts file on her, and Hannah had the USB drives, but she wasn’t ready to share with her Dad just yet. Not until she could verify what he was saying.

Author’s Note:

Thanks for reading this week’s instalment of the Hannah Carmichael Chronicles! Hannah will be back Next Week for the next part of her adventure – we both look forward to seeing you there!

Christy Grace