A knock on the door aroused him from his sleep and looking up he saw a lady whispering in his teachers ear. After she left Alex's calc teacher walked up to him and told him that he was needed in the office. Alex sighed and packed up his stuff and left shutting the classroom door behind him. Was there anyway that it was just Jack wanting to take him to a dentist or doctor appointment.
He slowly walked down the hall staring at his shoes as he did. As he reached the office and looked up he saw the last two people he wished to, Crawley and Mrs. Jones. They both looked up at the same time and Alex panicked. He didn't want to go back so he turned around and ran, down the hall, and towards his house.
He couldn't, no, he wouldn't do it again. He was done being MI6's pawn. He was tired and just wanted to lay low. He reached the house and luckily Jack wasn't there. There wasn't enough time to explain things to her right now. He ran upstairs, packed up some clothes, ran back downstairs, grabbed some money, and ran out the back door.
Mrs. Jones was getting quite annoyed at all the questions being asked by the ladies in the office. She had told them that she was one of Alex's doctors and needed to speak to him right away. This was obviously a huge mistake since she was now being interrogated.
That is why when she saw Alex walking down the hall she was pleased to be relieved from the irritating chatter surrounding her. Her happiness though suddenly turned into anger as she saw Alex turn and run. She hadn't been expecting him to bolt so she was unprepared with backup agents. Lucky for Alex she thought he would get a nice head start but he wouldn't be running for long. She left the office and phoned Blunt.
Blunt was very angry with the news he had just received and of Mrs. Jones stupidity of not bringing back up along to pick up Alex. Alex had always been a liability and she knew that there was always the chance of him running. He sent out agents to Alex's house and the surrounding areas. He needed Alex and if he couldn't have him it wouldn't be because he got away.
Alex's heart was tearing through his chest and he got on the phone and dialed Jack's number. He told her not to go back to the house because it wasn't safe. He knew MI6 would do anything to bring him back in. He was angry he hated being on the run. He did it enough running from the lunatics he was forced to spy on. It didn't seem fair that he should have to run from the 'good guys' too. If you could say that MI6 were good guys, after all they did blackmail a 14 year old to do their dirty work.
Alex ducked into a nearby coffee shop not knowing what to do next. He had told Jack that he would meet her in an hour. Until then he was going to start thinking of a half way decent plan. He had no clue what he was going to do though. He didn't believe that he could actually run away from an organization who had all the resources to bring people in. He wasn't going to go down though without a fight, and even if they did finally pick him up he wouldn't allow them to take advantage of him anymore. He realized that he couldn't let Jack be a part of this so he called her back, it was better for both him and her if they stayed apart.
"Jack it's best this way I won't ever get out of working for them if they dangle your well being in front of me. You need to stay away , stay out of this. You'll stay safe and I have a better chance. I'm sorry. I love you," Alex said hanging up the phone.
He let his eyes slightly tear up but wiped his eyes quickly he had work to do. As he began to get up and leave he noticed four large men coming through the doors of the coffee shop. He couldn't imagine that these men were just coming in for a cup of coffee. He began to curse himself he couldn't believe that they had found him this quickly. He slowly got up and turned to the kitchen and ran. He knew there had to be a back door and that was his only chance.
The door to the kitchen opened and Alex made a break for it knocking over the server who had just came though and causing dishes to fly everywhere. Alex hurried an apology and rushed for the back door. Before he could reach it though a fifth large man stepped into the kitchen. Trapped The fifth man wasted no time in pulling out his gun and aiming it at Alex. Alex breathed in and let out a long sorrowful sigh, he was once again staring into the barrel of a loaded gun. He felt queasy how was it so easy for them to catch him was he losing his touch.
He saw the other four men come into the kitchen. They glared at all the people in the kitchen, pulled out their guns, waved them around, and yelled for everyone to get out. After the last cook had ran out the back door Alex felt more tense now that he was left alone with the five large and terrifying men. One of them wrenched his hands behind his back and Alex heard the all too familiar click of handcuffs. Then he was gagged and blindfolded.
He was roughly handled and was thrown into some kind of hard back seat. He could feel himself being squished between two of the large men. Hearing them laughing made is blood run cold.
Mrs. Jones sat in Blunt's office sucking on a peppermint. They hadn't heard back from the agents yet on the whereabouts of Alex. The phone rang and Alan Blunt answered the phone, "what's the news."
Blunt put down the phone, his body looking tense.
"He wasn't at the house when the agents got there and the other agents surrounding the house havn't found him either. Maybe we underestimated him. The agents are coming in, I want all our resources on finding Rider."