It has been four months since Skylar has found her friend, McKenzie. She has tried her best to support McKenzie's PTSD, but their friendship hasn't been the same. McKenzie is distant, she's not invited to sleepovers, and McKenzie can't sleep inside her own house. Nevertheless, Skylar is looking forward to the summer; no school, no pressure, free at last. That is, until Skylar answers another knock on her door. It's the FBI again, it turns out, Skylar didn't find the leader of the SHAP. McKenzie and Skylar have to go into witness protection, for how long? They don't know.
It was pitch black and cold. The man shivered as he made his way down a small hallway, the carpet was torn on the side, and the paint was peeling off. The light fixtures were broken, the doors were hanging by their hinges. Still, the man knocked at the door at the end of the hallway.
"Yes?"
The man opened the door, and sighed feeling a lump in his throat. Was he really going to meet his boss? The leader of the SHAP? He pulled himself together, and stepped in the room closing the door.
"You asked me here. Do you have a mission for me?"
"Yes," the mysterious figure pulled his hood up and sat down in a computer. He typed something in the search engine and pressed enter, almost instantly there were three teenagers that were pulled on the monitor. "Have you seen these three?"
"I've only heard of them." He said.
"Well," The man in the desk said. "you're going to study them, get to know them. Then when the perfect time comes... kill them."
"Kill them?" The man stuttered.
The man in the hood scoffed.
"These teenagers almost destroyed everything I built. Especially that one!" He pointed to a teenage girl with brown hair, and red glasses. "We are down by our last legs." He stood up and leaned against the desk. "Kill them, all of them, the girl, her friend, and the boy."
"Yes boss." He said.
"If you can't kill them, bring them to me. Especially the one that Karen called Nancy Drew."
"Yes sir, Mr. X."
