A/n: Sorry for the long wait…my life's been chaos…

Golf Anyone?

"His caddie?" Alex repeated stupidly.

"Yes," Mrs Jones said in what sounded like an amused voice.

"You mean a caddie like in – golf?" Alex choked on the last word; golfing was one of the sports that he did not particularly enjoy.

"Mrs Jones nodded and started talking once more. "Our resources tell us that Mr Claire is very good at golf and more importantly, he knows it. If there's a chance that will allow him to demonstrate his skills, he'll take it. And it just so happens that there is a convention coming up this week."

"But you still can't be sure that he'll go," Alex said sulkily.

"The golf convention is no ordinary get-to-together; only the regular golfers that golf at that exclusive Hole-in-One are invited. But there is a very slight catch; all golfers must bring a caddie. And we happen to know that Mr Claire does not have one.

"Still…how can you get me to be his caddie?" Alex was still quite convinced and was doing all he could to try and stop what was going to happen, but it was all in vain.

"Mr Claire has posted an advertisement in the newspapers, but we have managed to have a few words with The Herald before they have printed it."

"Okay, you people have gotten in all sorted out, haven't you? But let me get this straight first, you want me to go to Mr Claire and volunteer to be his caddie?"

Mrs Jones nodded and took out a folder from a nearby cabinet.

Alex pressed on, "But wouldn't he be suspicious if I'm the only one that turns up?"

"That has been taken care of," was the only reply. She handed him the folder that she had just taken out. "Inside here is all the information that you need to know about golf. Read it."

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The morning after he had placed the advertisement with The Herald, he woke up to find his breakfast and a roll of newspaper on his desk.

He pushed his blankets to the side and slid off the bed into his Ralph Lauren slippers. On his way to the desk he grabbed his velvet robe, which was hanging on the back of a chair, and put it on.

When he reached the desk he plonked himself into the chair and started to shift through the newspaper.

On the last page and on the verge of giving up he finally found his advertisement. Frustrated that all his talk with The Herald about making his advertisement noticeable was good-for-nothing, he scrunched up the newspaper into a fist-sized ball and threw it into the dustbin.

"Well! Nobody's going to turn up now," he muttered to himself as he prepared to dress.

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Groggy from his late night yesterday, Alex rubbed his eyes vigorously before scrambling out of bed. Passing the table that he had put the folder on top of, he glanced at it and remembered that today was the day that he had to go golfing. Starting to feel worse then usual he made his way to the bathroom and started to splash cold water onto his face.

Dressed casually in a sports jersey and some baggy jeans Alex seated himself on the entrance stairs of The Hole-in-One and waited for Mr Claire to arrive.

A few moments later a Rolls Royce drove into the carpark and stopped in front of the entrance. The passenger door opened and a man wearing an Apollo shirt with a pair of grey slacks got out. Mr Claire had arrived.

Alex moved towards Claire and extended a hand. "Mr Claire?"

"I am. And you are?"

"Alex Rider. I'm here to volunteer to be your caddie," Alex answered cheerfully.

Somebody had actually turned up! Claire gave a sigh of relief. "Excellent! You can the job right away! Well then, let's get started. Follow me please." He swept past Alex and started to walk towards the golf course.

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URGENT: ATTENTION ALL READERS

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