Alex stopped breathing as he felt the bullet sink into his skin, as he felt the blood pouring out of his chest. Everything suddenly moved in slow motion, even his body felt slow as it fell to the ground.
'Is this what Uncle felt like when he died?' he wondered as he lay on the ground bleeding slowly to his death. 'I hope Jack will still be able to stay in England after I die.' Alex couldn't help all the random thoughts floating around his head.
Alex saw several people crowding around screaming and yelling, also hearing faint sirens in the distance. He turned his head so he could see MI6's headquarters.
'They said they'd give me protection….all they did was give me a death sentence' was Alex's last thought before he faded into darkness.