He was consumed with grief. And with a soul wrenching, heart stabbing, tear jerking guilt. He thought to himself ill make it quick. So with that final thought he dialed the number. It rang twice then someone picked up.
"hello who is it?" the voice sounded like it belonged to a man who had a lot of spunk
Alex just replied with "is this Bryan Starbright?"
There was a pause then "yes and may I ask who is speaking?"
"Alex Rider."
There was a pause then he said "the same one who supposedly died in a plane crash."
"yes and I want to say I'm sorry about jack."
"oh your sorry well that makes everything better now don't it. Oh wait it doesn't because it was your fault mister secret agent. My mom almost had a heart attack. I wished she never cared for you. Because look where it got her."
Right then some thing in Alex broke like a branch off a tree that just been hanging there. With a snarl he said "you have no mother fucking right to say that. I know you're her family but you know nothing about me. You don't know what I've been through my parents were murdered before I was able to remember. My last living relative murdered at age fourteen. Then having only one person to really care about me and not what I can do. The last person who loved me and made me feel normal. I've seen things that would make you shit and piss yourself at the same time. I've stared evil in the eye. I've gone into space to save millions. What do you think that's done to me? Jack was the only one who helped me through that. I tried to get some comfort by knowing I tried to make things right. I would've came there but I was to busy killing off all of the scum of the organization that killed her. Hell yesterday I killed the last one with as much pain as possible. Wanna know why he was the one who killed her. Now then one last remark fuck you for saying what you said."
"I didn't know..."
Before he got finished Alex hung up not wanting old wounds to open.