Amber Alert Backstory Novels & Stories

*Timeline: April 12th, 2022. 7:03 AM. Malibu Beach House.* *[SFX: ALARM. THEN FEET. THEN BACKPACK. THEN NORMAL.]* *7:03 AM. [SFX: ALARM. THEN SHOWER. THEN HIM.]* Alarm. Not 2 AM. Not panic. 7:03 AM. iPhone. Default tone. Alex. First day back. School. Kindergarten. St. Matthew’s. Private. New security. Levinson vetted. LAPD patrol.

he said solemnly as he walked towards a cab nearby. Few minutes later they entered a small house on a cross road. The lady of the house was a young doctor who worked at the local hospital. She had arrived home a few minutes ago. She introduced herself as Amber. William explained that Amber was one of the “facilitators” for the Agency. She had moved here six months ago. Upon noticing something unusual related to the deaths of the young people, she had alerted the org. By the time William took on the case, the situation had progressed with two more murders on hand. The police had found a pattern to the murders but obviously they were clueless about the involvement of supernatural. Amber welcom

But not everyone was focused on the ceremony. Amelia, standing a little distance away in a discreet position near some flower arrangements, wasn’t watching the couple. She was scanning the ocean. She wasn’t just a friend today; she was on alert. Same for Ben, who stood further back pretending to be a guest, a tablet in his hands. Suddenly, the soft hum in his ear turned sharp and loud. His tablet buzzed violently, almost jumping out of his hand. Bright red alerts started flashing across the screen, and lines of strange, fast-moving code began to scroll. Something was wrong. Very wrong.

I guess that's why Raze wanted me dulled up. "Earth to Amber." She snapped her fingers angrily in my face. "Oh sorry, I just lost in some thoughts." I said, hastily putting a smile on her face to raise her suspicion. "If you say so." She mouthed with a smile and went on telling me about some girl named Alice who just returned to the pack. She was said to be Brenda's friend and that as a big red flag that I dare not get close to.

Before any of us could move, our phones buzzed in unison—a harsh, jarring alarm that shattered the silence. I pulled mine out. The screen blazed with an emergency alert. AMBER ALERT: LEO THORNE. AGE 6. ABDUCTED BY MOTHER, MAYA THORNE, BELIEVED TO BE MENTALLY UNSTABLE AND ARMED. CHILD IS IN EXTREME DANGER. A grainy, unflattering photo of Maya filled the screen, next to a sweet picture of Leo. A description of my car followed. Maya gasped, her hand flying to her mouth.

Then Alice called out to the helicopter hovering in the sky, “Thank you, Camila. My kids are fine.” With a thumbs up, Camila flipped the plane around and took off the rising sun. The Marine police handled the mess so everyone got on a boat for the trip home. On the way, Alice told her friends what happened. Under everyone’s gaze, Alice begins her storytelling, “We are shopping in a town when we discover that Smith had bought many explosives privately. To protect ourselves, we went to Camila’s house to buy guns. Later, we found that Camila was a Night Eagle member and one of its leaders. She was accidentally infected with an epidemic last month, and was abroad by the organization.”

There was no way my parents could ever see her as family after what she had done to me… to us when I couldn’t even get them to return my phone calls. “Oh! Ben! Alex messaged me and said he was on his way. God! It feels like forever since I’ve talked to you guys. The three of us should get together at the bonfire tonight for old time’s sake.” Amber said, touching Ben’s forearm gently as she smiled at him, ignoring me as if I were nothing more than a child throwing a fit even though she had tried to ruin four people's lives and almost ended one of them. “Alex? Why is he coming?” I asked, turning to look at Ben as I pushed down the hurt that surfaced, knowing that Alex was still in contact with

The muscles in his jaw worked like he was grinding words he couldn’t say. “They were here,” Alice whispered, her voice thin. “They broke into headquarters. Right under our noses.” Abel muttered something under his breath; a curse, maybe his hand going instinctively to his sidearm. His fingers brushed the grip but didn’t draw. He knew as well as I did that whoever had done this was long gone. Still, the habit was there: fight, don’t freeze. But Damon didn’t move. He didn’t blink either. Because he knew the message wasn’t for all of us. It was for him.

"Have you forgotten? We've been using this code since we were thirteen. I won't forget these words no matter what." "Okay." Amber seemed to sense her own nervousness. She took a deep breath, muttered a few words under her breath, and finally released the tight grip on my hand. "Remember—" "...signal you immediately if there's a problem. I know." I hugged Amber and raised my arm to wave at her. "Wait for my good news." ... Entering the coffee shop, I scanned the surroundings and found a secluded corner to sit down. At two o'clock in the afternoon, Elizabeth's tall figure appeared at the coffee shop's entrance right on time.

Neither one of the men realized that their accomplice was being screwed by the two of them until the pivotal day that Alice's water-poor. Tim guided Alice to the vehicle, Abby followed with the overnight pack. On the excursion to the emergency clinic, Alice sent a content; Tim expected she'd sent it to one of her partners, revealing to them she'd started giving birth, so he was amazed when, an hour into Alice's work, Dante turned up with his folks. Abby was distant from everyone else in the lounge area when Tammy sat adjacent to her. "Soon, Dante's second minimal one is with us," Tammy said as she tapped Abby's stomach.