Hi. This is a sequel to Ask a Silly Question.
I don't own Alex. Or Rider. Or MI6. Or anything .And I want a lot of reviews or I wont update.
Yassen
Yassen closed his suitcase for the third time that had moved out of the Rider residence soon after Alex had left for SAS was currently in London and was about to leave for Russia when he heard the knock. taptaptaptap taptaptaptap.Yassen looked through the hole used for seeing whoever is outside (whatever its called)
-and saw opened the one was there.Nix .nada .nyet .A package lay inspected the label.
To Yassen Gregorovich
From an old colleague.
Yassen snorted and tossed the package into the dumpster below his cheap hotel room.
"They should have known that wouldn't work" said Yassen to himself ,as he resumed packing.
"You're right" Yassen turned around to see a man in all black with a gun in his hand .Click." They also knew that you would leave the window unlatched. Tch Tch.You're getting old"
The last thing Yassen felt was the bullet slamming into his stomach. Then it all went black
Sorry for the really short chapter but I just wanted to see if you liked where this is heading