Chapter 3
Betrayal
"Two questions: Who are you and where's Mr Blunt?" Alex had been sent back to the hotel for the night after the annoying man had received a phone call and yet he was still as angry as he was the day before. "My name is Mr Cold…"
"Suits you!" Sneered Alex.
"…And Mr Blunt is the reason why you are here! He has been captured by Scorpia. They have demanded a ransom. They want you Alex and we plan to give them what they want." Mr Cold carried onto ignoring Alex's comment but by now Alex was furious. His anger erupted from him like lava from a volcano. "You mean you're just going to hand me over to the people that want me dead!" Screamed Alex, launching himself at Mr Cold's tie clad throat. "Do you realise how much I have risked for MI6? And what do I get back? DEATH! If you hadn't barged your way into my life I would still have a family, friends. I would have a life! As far as Scorpia are concerned I am dead and buried. Or had you forgotten?" Alex had never been so angry in his life. He had never felt so worthless and used either.
"If you let go of me I will explain…That's better. Now, we have recently found out that someone was working as a spy in the MI6. In fact, it was only last night when we identified the traitor."
"Who?" demanded Alex, still fuming.
"Mrs Jones." Those two words made the whole of Alex's world shatter into tiny pieces. Now he truly had nothing left. Despite the fact that she had been a member of MI6 (or at least pretended to be one) Alex had seen her as a mother and now all he could see her as was a traitor. As he looked around it was only now that he noticed her unusual absence.
"Alex? You didn't really think we would hand you over without a fight did you? We will give you all the resources and information we have. That is if you decide to go ahead with this operation." for once the tempory head of MI6 seemed unsure of himself. It was almost as if he could finally see the pain Alex had tried o keep hidden for most of life and had suddenly thawed out. Alex didn't reply. At the moment he didn't feel able. He was empty, a body with no soul. A boy with nothing left and nothing to loose.
"I suppose you want me to rescue Blunt?" Alex asked, he had made his choice. Choice. A word that seemed to turn up a lot, thought Alex. Invariably due to lack of it. Well, this time he had a choice and whether he had made the right one was another matter, all Alex knew was that he was going to fight Scorpia to the end. Whether it be his end or theirs!
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