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Chapter two

The two days later Francesca was sitting at the computer waiting for Yassen to come home.When she heard the door open, she turned around on the chair.

"Yassen?"She said.The man at the door looked confused."oh, Sorry,thought you were, some one else"

"I see"

"Look,what d'you want this time Crawley?I ain't got nothin'," Said Francesca with a fake italian-american accent." And i wish you wouldn't just waltz into my house...ok third floor flat, like that, i might be, err, busy".

"You?Busy? I doubt that."Crawley said, smiling.

"yeah, well.."

"And wheres this boyfriend i never see? I dont even know his name."

"Shuddap"

"Well, you've worked with us before and we want to know If you could work with us again"

"sighOk but you've got to understand I AM neutral well actually if i say i am im less likely to get shot,But You know I've worked with Scorpia too"

"Yes but,we need you..."

Francesca smiled.

"Oh, and today we arrested Yassen Gregorovich,we thought you might know something about him".

"Where?"

"We caught him in venice"

Francesca just stared at Crawley."What?What did I say?"

"I...i..."

"Did you know Him?"

"Well...I...sort-of...I"

"You knew him didn't you?

"Well..I..yes...can I go see him?"

"More than just a friend then?"

"Shut UP!"

"Come on then, we better go" Francesca got up and followed John Crawford out of the flat.

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Inside MI6 HQ. two guards walk in. one of them is shoving Yassen Gregorovich forward with his gun who has his hand cuffed behind his back. one of the guard went to a esk and spoke to Mrs Jones. As they talked Jones looked over and saw Yassen, her eyes widened as she saw him.Yassen tried to struggle and get away but the guard held the gun across his neck, pulling him back. Yassen still felt weak from when he had been drugged earlier.The second guard walked away from the desk and pushed Yassen through the double doors into an office. There was a man sitting at a desk, Yassen knew who he was, Alan Blunt.

"We've been waiting a long time for this"he said.

Yassen swore in Russian looking away from Blunt. He winced as one of the guards punched him in the side of the head.

"Not so tough now are you?"one of the guard whispered into Yassen's ear.

"Take him to interrogation"Blunt said.

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