Chapter 5---An Offer You Can't Refuse

By Doomed but Over It

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And now, without further adieu, I give you, Chapter 5—An Offer You Can't Refuse.

Jack Starbright stared down twin points of darkness.

"I'll ask you one more time," said a voice from the darkness. "Where is Alex Rider?"

She struggled, testing the bonds that held her to the chair. She heard the gun cock.

"I'm not playing with you, Jack." He said. "You can't stop me from shooting you, so just give up and tell me where the punk is."

Jack shook, refusing to even speak to her captor. The man stepped out of the shadows, but his face was covered by a navy woolen baklava.

"Last warning, Jaclyn."

Jack looked up at the childhood name she hadn't used since 1st grade.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Tell me where the boy is."

"I don't know." she braced herself.

"Wrong answer." He said, and pulled the trigger.

Miles away, in a place that may or may not be close to Bermuda

Alex listened intently on the phone to Tulip Jones.

"Alex." She said quickly. "I know where you are, but I'm on your side. If you had stayed, we would have continued to use you for years or until you got killed. I'll keep you updated. But listen. Don't talk. Jack was killed. Silent Strife is still out to get you. Lie low. Don't move. Just stay put. I'm sorry. Goodbye." Alex held the phone limply in his hand, mourning the only mother figure he had ever known, the last of his family.

"Hey, man, you done with that phone?" inquired the person behind him.

Tulip Jones hung up the phone turned and breathed a sigh of relief. She sank down on the table gratefully, before her knees gave out.

I'm getting too old for this kind of thing. I simply must ask for a raise!

She then jumped, startled and afraid. And she never jumped.

Alan Blunt was reclining in an office chair behind her, smiling smugly.

"My, my, Tulip…" he said.

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