Benji POV
They pulled the bag off of my head and I was face to face with Soloman Lane. The man in Ethans sketches, the man Kensi now worked for. Neither her nor Ilsa were anywhere to be seen. Lane walked closer to me, way too close for comfort.
"Get him ready please." He told the man next to me. Ready for what? Fuck. It always happened to be me.
Brandt POV
I watched as Hunley got out of his car with his agent next to him. We were at a gala auction where we knew the prime minister would be. I walked up to greet him.
"You were right to call me Brandt, where is Hunt?" he wanted to get straight to the point.
"He's on his way. We don't have much time." I replied knowing exactly where he was.
"What does he plan to do?" He tried to help me out.
"Well what matters is that he's alive. I need your reassurance that he's going to stay that way." I told him not willing to help out.
"Have you informed the British government that Hunt is targeting him?" He asked me.
"I will help you capture Hunt, alive. That is the deal." I told him.
"You picked up some bad habits from your friend, Brandt. The worst of them being you still believe you can control any outcome." Hunley told me as he went to go talk to Attlee. He told his agent to stay with me. I heard their conversation from nearby.
"Chief Attlee.. Chief Attlee." Hunley approached him.
"Director Hunley how delightful to see you here. Last I heard you were hunting a rogue agent in Morocco." 'Attlee' told him.
"Chief Attlee I have reason to believe that the prime ministers life is in danger." He spoke.
"I'm listening." Attlee said. They looked at me then walked away. The party was beginning.
"What's this about?" The prime minister asked as he walked into the room where Hunley and I were.
"It's a matter of national security sir." Attlee told him.
"Under no circumstances is anyone allowed to enter." Attlee told the guards outside as he locked the prime minster in the room with Hunley and I.
"Help me to understand. Who is this man? Why is he after me?" the prime minister asked.
"I'm afraid Director Hunley and I share responsibility for this." Attlee said.
"Yes, Ethan Hunt was part of a disgraced intelligence agency that has since been dissolved." Hunley explained.
"Now he's gone rogue, unfortunately intent on dismantling an imaginary terror network" Attlee told him.
"New intelligence suggests that he's been manipulated by one of your own former agents." Hunley picked up again.
"Ilsa Faust prime minister, she disappeared 2 years ago." Attlee brought this up.
"And if you don't mind me asking, what do I have to do with all this?" the Prime minster questioned.
"Sir, This is William Brandt a former colleague of Hunt's he came forward with first hand knowledge of the incident." Hunley introduced me.
"Sir, Hunts in possession of a virtual red box that can only be opened by you. He believes it is the key to bring down the Syndicate." I told him.
"the Syndicate you say?" he looked surprised.
"Yes sir that's what he calls it." I spoke.
"Attlee, you couldn't possibly be talking about THAT syndicate? Because you assured me that that syndicate was merely an exercise." the prime minister questioned him.
"And it was prime minister I assure you." Attlee defended.
"And yet here we have the Central Intelligence Agency indicating otherwise." he countered.
"I don't understand." Hunley added in.
"Prime minister. You're life is in danger, I think our first step is to move you to a secure location..." Attlee tried again.
"Does the name Soloman Lane ring a bell?" I interrupted.
"Yes. Unfortunately. It does." He answered me.
"So there's actually is a Syndicate?" Hunley was so confused.
"it was the hypothetical brain child of Chief Attlee. Recruit former agents from other nations, supply them with a new identity, use them to surgically remove our enemies both at home and abroad. It's operating budget was to be hidden off shore in a virtual red box which I alone would control. It would've made me judge, jury and executioner with zero accountability. I rejected the proposal unequivocally. More I was given every assurance it never finished the planning stage." The prime minister continued.
"Prime minister, there is no syndicate. These men have been duped by agent Faust" Attlee covered.
"Save it for the public enquiry." Prime minister told him.
"Sir, I urge you not to leave this room" Hunley said.
"Hunt is uniquely trained and highly motivated - a specialist without equal - immune to any countermeasures. There is no secret he cannot extract, no security he cannot breach, no person he cannot become. He has most likely anticipated this very conversation and is waiting to strike in whatever direction we move. Sir, Hunt is the living manifestation of destiny - and he has made you his mission." Hunley told him trying to sway him.
"Prime minister." Attlee interrupted them. Holding a gun to him he shot him with a sedative. He finally took off his mask. Ethan Hunt had been playing Attlee all along. Of course I knew that though, but Hunley did not.
"Sir please step away from the prime minister." Ethan told Hunley. He did as he was told and I approached the prime minister.
"Sir, just relax" I told him as I was near his side.
"Attlee shot me." He mumbled out.
"Yes he did sir." Ethan threw me some stuff to get his fingerprints and retinal scanner. Hunley said something to Ethan but I was too busy focusing on doing all these things right to hear them. I finished his retinal scan next I needed to do his hand print. I laid his hand on a tablet.
"You've got a very warm hand." he told me. I looked at Ethan just to make sure I heard that right. He just gave me a shrug.
"Sir, I'm going to need a pass phrase. The prompt is KIPPLING." I told the prime minister.
"Yes of course." He agreed still a little high on the drug. He said some words but his voice was too slurred for me to understand what he said.
"You got it?" I asked Luther into the phone.
"Oh man do I got it" Luther told me into the phone.
We knew the real Attlee would be coming. We hid behind the doors with guns. Then closed them once he entered.
"Chief Attlee, kind of you to accept our invitation." Ethan said then shot him with a sedation dart. He fell.
"Do you know who I am?" He asked us.
"We know you created the Syndicate. But Lane went rogue and turned it against you. And you've been desperate to cover it up. That's why you erased the disk when agent Faust brought it to you." Ethan told him.
"That's true." He said.
"Now director Hunley has some questions for you regarding Ilsa Faust. Namely how you framed her." Ethan explained.
"That's also true." We got up and handed Hunley the antidote, Ethan told him what it was and that we would be back.
"When the prime minister found out about the Syndicate Attlee attacked him." I said.
"Yes that's true" The prime minster said in the background.
"Then you saved the prime minister. Sir." I explained to him.
"Did he? I'm very grateful" the prime minister said. Ethan then handed him a gun and he nodded and we left. We were leaving the building and Ethan called Lane.
"I have what you want... Where do I go?" Ethan asked. He must've told him because we got in the car immediately and went to talk to Luther, plus Ethan had to drop me off.
"Ethan, wait." Luther said as he jumped out of the car.
"If I'm not there in 15 minutes they will kill Benji."
"The mission is to bring down the Syndicate. If Lane gets his hands on that money you're unleashing a terrorist superpower." Luther explained
"They won't take me alive, I'll make sure of that." Ethan told him.
"What happens Ethan? If you don't make it back?" I asked.
"I'll make it back." He seemed really sure of himself.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"Because Kensi is out there, I know she won't let either Benji or me die... Just be ready." He told me. I nodded, I knew that. Damn, my feelings were getting ahold of me again. He opened the laptop which had Attlees message to the prime minister telling him that he had 2.5 billion pounds available at his fingertips for the operations of the Syndicate and with that Ethan left with the flash drive on his way to finish the job and get Benji back hopefully.