I am not Ian Fleming and I have no connection with the James Bond productions. I did not make the James Bond collection and I am not profiting from writing this fan fiction.
This might be more enjoyable if you picture a James Bomb actor and therefore I suggest Daniel Craig because he was the one I used as I wrote this.
Special Executive for the Counter-Intelligence for Terrorism, Revenge, and Extortion.
Long after the infamous Blofeld was murdered by James Bond the chain of agents that comprised S.P.E.C.T.R.E. had finally brought themselves back on their feet. Blofeld and Largo had both been killed by the MI6 agent James Bond. Now the leader of S.P.E.C.T.R.E. was Number 3, now number 1, Red Grant's son, Raymond Grant. Raymond Grant's father had been murdered by James Bond aboard a train and now Raymond reformed S.P.E.C.T.R.E. and was looking for revenge against England and his father's murderer.
Grant always drove very quickly, but no one ever pulled him over. The police were in Grant's pocket and they were also partially afraid of him. Grant drove his black jaguar into his usual parking space outside a large brown building with a sign over it "Jordan's Bookshelf." Grant wore a suit with a long black trench coat. He proceeded up the cement steps and through the black front door.
"Good morning Mr. Grant" the Manager said.
Grant grunted a hello and walked to the back of the shop where a door warning "Employees Only" was painted. Grant opened the door and went inside. There was nothing in here except a few brown boxes scattered around, a broom, and a bucket. This didn't seem to bother the S.P.E.C.T.R.E. leader. Grant walked to the wall in front of him and examined it for a moment. A red stain caught his interest on the top right of the wall. He pushed it and the wall slid upwards.
Grant walked through the opening and into a large conference room where he walked noisily across the wooden floor and took his seat at the head of a long table. The talking of the already sitting patrols died down with the entrance of the leader.
"Good morning gentlemen, I would like to get right to the point. Are we on schedule Number 3?" Raymond asked.
"Yes sir, the operation will be taking place within the hour, everything is ready and our men are in position." Number 3 replied.
"Good, has the operation been checked for flaws for the third time?"
"Yes Number 1 it will work perfectly."