James was lying on his sleeping bag in the Logan's living room. There were two other boys there. On the larger sofa was a curly brunette with hazel eye, he was small for his age and wearing childish pjs. A blonde haired boy with all too serious eyes lying on the smaller sofa looking at the film they were watching angrily.

Something the ever observant Max Logan had picked up upon, 'Alex for goodness sake what's the matter?'

'Why do they glam up the life of a spy? It's stupid it's nothing like that! It's being used! Its danger and death! It's sitting in a prison cell! Its loneliness and isolation! Its fear!'

Both James and Max gave the blonde boy startled looks.