London, Great Britain 0900 GMT
James Bond received the call from MI6 just ten minutes ago. He was at his apartment in Mayfair, just watching the news from the BBC to keep himself aware of current events. He straightened his tie, picked up his Walther P99, placed it into his holster, along with his mobile phone, and briefcase. This mobile phone was a modified Sony Ericsson W810, which not only had all of the standard features, but equipped with a stun gun, a fingerprint scanner, and a lock pick. Bond then headed out, on his way to MI6. He then hailed a black London taxicab. He then got in.
"Where to?" asked the driver.
"Vauxhall Cross," said Bond.
The black cab moved out of the curb and drove through the congested streets of London. Bond kept his mouth shut, but the driver began to ask a question.
"So, what do you do?"
"I work with the government,"
The driver chuckled.
"You work with the Secret Intelligence Service? That's why you're heading for Vauxhall Cross?"
"That's right,"
"Anything new? Are they going to help our British troops in Iraq?"
"Can't say for certain. Just take me to the destination," said Bond.
"As you wish," said the driver.
Bond looked outside. He saw the cab approaching the Houses of Parliament and the Westminster Bridge. He took out his W810, and took a few pictures of the grand complex of buildings, as well as the London Eye. After another ten minutes, the taxicab arrived at the MI6 headquarters. Bond paid the driver, got out of the cab, and walked into the MI6 headquarters. He then took the elevator to the top floor, where he would find M's office. He hadn't talked to M for quite a while, since he recently returned to London from a one-month vacation. By the time Bond arrived at M's office, he saw Moneypenny doing her usual secretary's work.
"Ah, James, how are you today?"
"Pretty good,"
"How was the vacation?"
"Very… pleasurable,"
"You seem to be hesitant when describing it,"
"I'd rather not talk about it. How's M?"
"Very concerned. An American woman slightly younger than her just arrived a few minutes before you came. I think she's CIA. They're waiting for you in the next room, and are expecting you at any moment,"
"Okay then. I'll see you later,"
"Bye James,"
Bond walked into M's office. There, he saw M, standing by her desk, and another woman, who was slightly younger than M, with blonde hair, and some wrinkles in her face. She looked like she was in her forties.
"Ah, glad you can make it 007. Ms. Landy, allow me to introduce Agent 007, James Bond. 007, this is Pamela Landy, the Deputy Director of Central Intelligence in the United States,"
"Nice to meet you," said Bond as he shook hands with Landy.
"I've heard all about you Commander Bond. You have brought down one of the biggest media moguls, preventing a war between Britain and China, and also eliminated a rogue North Korean general, also maintaining the status quo in Korea. You have built quite an impressive list of accomplishments Commander Bond," said Landy.
"Well, Agent 007 can get the job done. You can count on him," said M.
"Your flattery is not needed Ms. Landy. So M, what's happening?"
"Right to the point 007? Fine by me. Some time ago, one of the CIA's top agents have gone under the radar," M then showed a slide, showing a photograph of a young man.
"This is David Webb, also known as Jason Bourne. David Webb is his given name but he has gone by the alias Jason Bourne since he joined Operation Treadstone a few years ago," continued M.
"What is Treadstone?" asked Bond.
"Treadstone was a classified hit squad we operated in order to assassinate people who were considered a great threat to the national security of the U.S. However, as recently as six months ago, we shut down the project, due to… embarrassing difficulties. Since the dismantling of Treadstone, Jason Bourne has been under the radar from us. Although he is cleared of anything charged against him, we need his help," said Landy.
"How do we British fit into all this?" asked Bond.
"We believe Bourne is in London, according to our radars. However, Jason Bourne is a highly deadly and trained killer. We have tried to catch him but to no avail, one field agent tried to catch him, but he was subdued within six seconds. Since Bourne happens to be in London, we need the best, that's where you come in,"
"So I have to find this American? How is he a threat?" asked Bond.
"He is not a threat, he is a lead in a case we are investigating. I can go on and on about the situation, but it is important that we find Jason Bourne as soon as possible. This is a high priority. We need him alive, Bourne dead gives us nothing, and the trail could be cold, compromising the national security of not only the U.S. but the U.K., and the rest of Europe as well. However, Bourne is a difficult person, and we need someone who can match up with him,"
"So, where do I start? Any clues?"
"Head over to Westminster. Bourne is believed to be living at the following address," said M as she showed a map of London, and used her computer to point out the address. "Be careful 007, Bourne is a very difficult person, but it is important that you find him, otherwise the security of the free world will be compromised. If you need help, have this number ready. An SAS team will arrive in five minutes," said M as he provided a number written on a memo.
Bond reluctantly decided to accept the mission, knowing that there was nothing much he could do except bum around all day in MI6.
"Okay then, I'll find Bourne. Shouldn't be too difficult,"
"Thank you 007," said M.
Bond then picked up his stuff, checked to see if his Walther P99 was locked and loaded, then holstered it. For the first time, he was going to encounter one of brightest agents the CIA can offer but he gulped in fear as well, since Jason Bourne was simply not agent to be underestimated. Bond then walked out of M's office, not knowing what's going to happen next.