Jim was slightly surprised when he returned to the modest flat [he needed to be inconspicuous, now didn't he?] that he was sharing with his number one right hand man. The 'meeting' that he had had earlier in the day had worn him out completely, having to deal with such idiots, it really wasn't his fault that he'd had to kill all of them. If they had learned to listen to him the first time than he wouldn't have had to worry about the extra bodies lying around now.
As he moved into the living area he saw a small note. Jim's eyebrow raised as he picked it up, reading the neat, slightly cursive handwriting scrawled across it.
Boss, treat for you in the bedroom
Sebastian
Jim blinked.
"Hm… seems Seb has something nice planned for me. Hope it's another spy to torture!" Jim's voice practically sung as he said this, a smile spreading across his face. Ignoring the slightly old blood stains covering his clothes [his very expensive clothes thank-you-very-much] he practically skipped into the bedroom. When Jim looked around though, he didn't see Sebastian like he had expected, he also didn't see anyone else, not tied to a chair in the corner, not hog tied, nothing. Jim frowned a bit before he noticed his favourite silk tie lying on the bed with another note.
Jim walked over, moving his hand down and fingering the tie, running his well manicured finger over the skulls before picking up the note with his other hand and reading it.
Boss, I'm taking a shower, then I'm tying you up with this.
Sebastian
Jim smirked, dropping the note and reaching up to loosen the tie he was wearing, another wide smirk spreading across his face. This would be fun after all…