Chapter One:
Rogue Agent
He sprinted off towards the garages to find his car. Bullets were flying all around him, and nowhere he could run was safe, or at least that's what the MI6 agents wanted him to think. He found his black Ferrari and dove in through the wide window. The man pressed his hand against a computer pad on the center console. A beam traveled across the pad and his identity was confirmed.
He pressed a button on the screen and the car roared to life. He pressed two more buttons and rail-guns emerged from the empty alcove beneath the headlights. The guns started to rotate and bullets were spewing from the multiple barrels of the guns. The MI6 agents succumbed to the power of the guns.
The man drove away from the garage, regretting nothing as he drove out into the London streets. He was an MI6 rogue agent, and he just killed old friends. He felt as if he had the whole spy world under the palm of his hand. He had just crumbled the MI6 of almost all of its strength. Alan Blunt was lying in the chair of his boring office with a 9mm bullet in his forehead. There was one loose end, Alex Rider.