Old Reunions

"Ya- Yassen Gregorovich!!" Stuttered Alex.

"Well well, Alex we meet again."

"I thought that you were dead." Said Alex.

"I thought so too. I don't exactly know how I survived. That dog Cray shot me in right at the heart. There was only one thing wrong. His gun was empty. Yes," said Yassen seeing Alex about to say something. There was blood. When I heard the bullet go off I thought that I was about to die. Fortunately, when he shot, I had every thing planned out. I knew that he would try to kill all of us. That's why I had a of handy bottle of paint. When he was killed and I was talking to you I decided not to reveal that I wasn't going to die. Who knows, you might have tried to kill me and then I would feel guilty for killing John Rider's son."

"Yeah, that's why you're holding a gun to my head." Said Alex sarcastically.

"Oh don't be scared, I know the truth. John wasn't working for Scorpia. He was a mole. He got what he deserved. I looked up to him. He saved my life more than once and I thought that he was on my side. I see that I was wrong. Well as Rothman said. Miss the father catch the son." His voice went ice cold as he said these words.

Before the intruder could reply, Blunt said, "End of the line." He was holding up a fully loaded 367 semi-automatic handgun. "I don't know how you got in but you're not going out of those gates unless you're going with the police. So give yourself in. Why are you here? Who sent you?"

"No no no. I wouldn't do that if I were you. Oh, by the way pressing the alarm wont help. I've disabled it."

"How the hell did you get in? Snapped Blunt.

"Oh yes. I do owe you an explanation don't I? Well, I came as far as the gate without any trouble." Said Yassen, still holding the gun to Alex's head. "The gate's were closed, and I saw security cameras. Later I saw that on the reception desk computers, instead of files being there. There were pictures of the gate. Quite ingenious, I must say. Anyway, I entered through the gates when a vehicle was entering. Once inside the bank, a person brushed passed past me. I felt where he had banged into me and there was a small metal ball. Presumably, a bug. I used this to get them out of the way," he said pointing to a gun."

"You killed them," snarled Blunt.

"Oh of course not, I just used a tranquilizing dart. Quite handy to put a person to sleep. Then I took the lift up to the second floor and got out. I climbed the stairs because I knew that there is a scanning system when you get to the second floor. Anyway I climbed the stairs, took out some of your agents and here I am." He concluded with smile. "That's some real security you've got." He said sarcastically.

While his story was coming to an end Blunt asked some questions to distract him. He then, with his foot quietly pressed a small patch of ground. Gregorovich didn't notice. When his story ended, the door burst open and five armed agents entered the room, all their guns pointing at Yassen. "How did they get to know that I'm here."

" Did you think that all the alarms were connected to one source? Move away from the kid." Said Blunt his voice back to normal. He was in command now. Yassen obeyed. The guards pinned him to the ground, and frisked him. They found a spare gun and a few bullets. Nothing more. And then took him away. Before the door closed, Blunt said, "Take him to the cell in the other building. Keep him under high security until you receive orders."

"Very good, sir." Said the men and went away.

"Now where was I. Oh yes Scorpia have kidnapped Sabina because they want you. Do you want to in."

"Whatever I say, you'll make me go in, so it was a waste of time asking."

"I take that for a yes. Now, while you're trying to rescue Sabina, we have a mission for you."

Alex sighed, "What else is new?"

"As you know, Scorpia have many branches. Well, they are very big into drugs. Mostly opium and heroin. Before the cold war, when the U.S.S.R were still one, Scorpia used to smuggle thousands of pounds of heroin a month. We once had a group of agents try to uncover some secrets. We even had a mole planted. Anyway, the team reported back, having found nothing. Our mole is still in there but we haven't heard from her for a long time. We presume that she's dead. We never found out how they smuggled the drugs for so long without being caught. But then it was there largest drug base. They had to take a lot of precautions because if their main base was uncovered then who knows what might have happened, they may even have been exposed. After the U.S.S.R broke up everyone believed that the drug branch of Scorpia had been disbanded. The case was closed and Interpol forgot all about it. But I'm suspicious. It's my job to be suspicious.

The phone in the room rang. "Excuse me" said Blunt to Alex. "Sure" muttered Alex quietly.

"What." Said Blunt, raising his voice, "But that's impossible. I told you to guard him. Look all over the building. Alert all agents all over London. "He must be caught. Alright." Almost shouted Blunt, hanging up the phone. He turned to face Alex and said two words. "He's escaped."