An Alex Rider Adventure
The Lost World
Chapter 2-Rage
In Alex's living room, on Alex's leather couch, Mr. John Crawley sat watching Alex's television, and for all Alex cared, it could have been his TV news anchors he was watching.
"What the Bloody Hell are you doing in my house!" To Alex, Crawley sitting in his house, could have been like a Tyrannosaurus Rex trying to beat his lunch money out of him.
"Good Morning, Alex." Crawley's reply was calm and easy, as if he had expected Alex to lash out with such rage.
"I'll ask again, WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT IN MY HOUSE!" Alex's face was getting redder by the second, and almost looked purple now.
"Alex, Blunt wants to see-"
"Blunt! Yeah, I'll see Blunt about something, that pompous windbag of a-"
"Alex, don't you get crude with me. Let's just go on over to the bank and have a talk with him and Mrs. Jones."
"Fine, let's go." Alex seemed intent on giving Blunt a piece of his mind.
Alex's big mistake number one.
Alex's second mistake was actually believeing Blunt would listen to him.
