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Chapter 1: A New Partner?

"Hello, Alex."

"Hello, Mr. Blunt. So how do you want to use me now?" retorted Alex.

"Alex, you know we care for you. You know we would never want to see you get hurt, said Mrs. Jones.

"Bull crap, you started using me right after my got killed, on your orders by the way, and your still using me now. I am sick of it. I am done. I want out." Alex snapped back.

"Alex, don't be like that. We don't want to see you hurt," said Mrs. Jones.

"Yeah, right. Prove it," retorted Alex.

"This time we gave you a partner," said Mrs. Jones. Alex sighed. "I actually think that you'll like her this time."

"Oh m

"This time we gave you a partner," said Mrs. Jones. Alex sighed. "I actually think that you'll like her this time."

"Oh my gosh. You gave me a girl, now," Alex snapped.

Then someone cleared their throat from behind Alex. Alex turned to see a beautiful girl. She was more than beautiful. She was hot. Alex had never seen a girl so beautiful. She was about Alex's age. She had a perfect figure and her face was nothing less than perfect. Alex knew already that he liked this girl. Her skirt seemed to be a little shorter than necessary. And her tight shirt just hugged her body. Alex thought she was stunning.

"So I'm just a stupid side kick girl, now," she said sarcastically.

"I, augh, I augh, I didn't, augh, I didn't mean that," he stuttered.

She giggled at him. Alex felt embarrassed. But he didn't care, he liked her and she was going to find out sometime.

"Um, I didn't mean that," he said quickly.

"Oh, you didn't did you," she said in her seductive voice. "So does he know about the mission, yet?"

"No, not yet, Emily," said Mr. Blunt. "Well, Alex the mission is this. There is this guy. He goes by the name Mr. Smith. We don't know a lot about him, but that he's rich, he's smart, and he's dangerous. He has been stealing here and there. No big deal. But every once in awhile, he'll go for something big. He steal a big jewel or even kidnap a kid. Then he'll set a heavy price for it. He's been real smart about it. Except for we set a trap and he bit. We put a tracking device on the biggest diamond in the world. The funny thing is he broke in and got out without setting anything off. The only way we know it is him is he leaves a note and basically slaps us in the face. The notes always say 'courtesy of Mr. Smith.' So anyway the tracking device led us to an island about 500 miles off the coast of Italy. The only problem is that he has the whole place booby-trapped and the place is swarming with about 5,000 of his own personal army. He's smart about it, too.

He knows that if we just bomb the place we'll be losing about 60 billion dollars worth of merchandise. He didn't steal all of that, he inherited a lot of that from somebody. We think that he had a couple of rich uncles and a rich daddy. We think that he got so greedy that he sucked up them so they would give a big chunk of that money in their will, say 10 billion each, then he'll kill them all off. So that's where a lot of that money comes from. And as of right now MI6 is in a little tight situation. We made a deal with the Triads and we need to pay them some money along with some other debts. So we just don't want to bomb the guy. We want his money. And guess where he keeps it all."

"I'm guessing in a vault deep under the island," Alex guessed.

"Bingo. So will you do it? All you have to do is go in and map out the place. Then you give us the info. And we go in and take care of business."

"Let me think about it." He answered. Okay a couple weeks with a really hot girl and risking life or live a normal life. Two weeks with hot girl. "Yeah, I'll do it, but I want some money. I want 10 percent and a normal life after this, okay."

"Deal." It was not Mr. Blunt this time, or Mrs. Jones. It was Emily. So, Alex thought, she might like me, too.