Chapter 12

                                    

                                          
This have got to be the most idiotic idea I've ever had / tried to pull. And it might have just costed me my life.
                          
So here's what happened after I gathered up my wits to meet Craig whatever-his-last-name-is.
                          
I exited the building, hoodie over my head and you would think being the biggest nerd or genius freak in the school, I would've thought of and arranged transportation, but of course, I got so caught up in making sure my disguise won't look too feminine that I forgot about how I would actually get to the warehouse.
                          
I started making a list of options available to me in 3 seconds flat.
                          
Hire some chauffeur thingy? Nope, too flashy. I'm supposed to be a poor guy who is in dire need of a large amount of money.
                          
Go with a motorbike? Nah, can't drive one. We're trying to figure out on a transportation for a pure Genius Freak with no badass fiber in her being, let's not dream too far.
                          
At last, hauling a cab was the best idea I could come up with. With the cash I had in hand, I figured I would be able to actually cover 4/5 of the way and walk for the rest of the distance. 
                          
It shouldn't be that far.. Right?
                          
Was what I thought until I got to the walking part.
                          
Why in Hades' name did I think that I would be able to actually walk the rest of the way?!
                          
I think I might have just broken my own leg, or I will very soon, judging by the rate at which it was throbbing. God help me.
                          
Despite the cold of the night, my body was buzzing and it seemed to last forever as I thought of what I was trying to do here. It was probably high on the chart of the most impossible things to do on Earth. 
                          
I mean seriously, this was going to be a fight between a small weak girl who has got no fighting skills at all against (most probably) armed people in their playing field.
                          
Yep, I've definitely lost it. Mhm. Not a single doubt about that.
                          
When the warehouse finally appeared in the horizon, my breath hitched and stopped for a second. What now? 
                          
Honestly, I don't exactly know because frankly, I didn't expect myself to get this far. 
                          
Yeah, it's not a flawless plan. Hell, it's got loopholes everywhere - such as this one. 
                          
"Come on, Lucy. You got this." I told myself, trying to convince my own conscience so that I'll have at least the voice in my head to hype me up since I don't see anyone else around me that can do it for me.
                          
I hitched the duffel bag higher on my shoulder and strode inside with my head low so that they wouldn't see my face that easily. My heart raced as I saw the door and a minute after I knocked on it with trembling hands, I hid them back into the hoodie's pockets and clenched them into tight fists to prevent them from shaking so much.
                          
There was a small sliding space on the door and a pair of eyes greeted me when it was slid opened. 
                          
"Passcode?" I gulped and tried to gather my wits to find my voice. I made sure to make it deeper and imitate the guy I'm supposed to be. 
                          
"7634."
                          
The small hole disappeared and my mind started racing. Did I get it correct? Oh my God. What if I got it wrong? Did they have booby traps with guns that are about to start shooting at me anytime now? Jesus.
                          
I was snapped out of my thoughts when the door screeched loudly, swinging open wide enough to let me in. Inside, the air was warmer and I got a glimpse of everything. It was some kind of factory storehouse. White packages were stacked higher than my height could possibly reach and people with uniforms were shouting at each other while directing the people in sitting in big moving equipment. There was lights everywhere and it was they lit the place so brightly that my eyes started stinging.