Hello! Welcome to my BB Fic, "There Are No Friends In Espionage!" This is in no way finished, but I wanted to at least post what I have done. More chapters, just like my other fic "I Spy," will likely not be published until the summertime. Enjoy!
Prologue
LOCATION: LONDON, ENGLAND
"A German philosopher once wrote that he who fights monsters must take care that he doesn't become one himself. Our work is often monstrous. I'm afraid there's no escaping it." Mrs. Jones considered this and nodded. There was nothing more to say.
"Good-bye, Alan."
"Good-bye, Mrs. Jones."
Blunt took the shoe box and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Mrs. Jones sighed. It was the end of an era. Blunt had been the chief executive of the Special Operations Division of MI6 for years, and it would be good for the organization to have a new leader.
A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. The door opened, and Alan Blunt had returned to his former office.
"Alan?" She questioned, puzzled.
He noiselessly walked over to Mrs. Jones's new desk. In his hands was an unmarked envelope. He placed it on the desk without so much as a word. Looking his successor in the eyes, he nodded once, and walked out of the room, this time, never to return.
Mrs. Jones was confused. Alan Blunt had always been a man of few words, hesitant to explain himself, but this was strange, even for him. She picked up the envelope slowly as if it were rigged to blow. She opened it carefully, nervous about what it contained.
Inside, there was a bombshell. Not a physical one, but a bombshell of information. She looked up from the paper, overwhelmed. She took a deep breath, before filing it away. Its contents were to be dealt with at a later date.
Short prologues are short. Other chapters will be longer. Let me know you think, y'all!
[This is dedicated to the other Zoe, who helped with the writing and ideas for this fic. Love you, Bean!]
