here it is again!

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Alex stopped his bike in front of the Royal and General Bank. He never liked the sight of this building. Every time he went there, he was dragged in to a deadly situation. He came to grips that he had to go in.

When he stepped inside, he got a sense of coldness, almost like death. He stepped forward.

'There you are Alex.' It was Mrs. Jones, the head of Operations. He liked how she always worried about him. Although, he found it strange that she didn't want to see him hurt, and yet she always allowed him to be shipped off.

'I am so glad that you arrived now. Mr. Blunt is waiting for you.' She lead him down a long corridor filled with doors leading into unknown rooms. He always had chills right before he enters Blunts office.

When he stepped in, Alan Blunt, the head of MI6, was sitting his chair with his back to the door.

'Sit down, Alex. We need to talk.' He said. Alex sat down in the right chair, feeling more uncomfortable every minute.

'What do you want from me this time? I thought I said I didn't want to do any more of your crazy missions.' Alex had, too. Every time he meant Alan Blunt, he would try to get out of it. And every time, Blunt would pull him back in.

Alan Blunt turned around in his chair. 'How is your guardian? Jack Starbright, isn't it?' That was Blunts way of telling Alex he had to do it. 'There is a school opening up in South Africa. It a sort of safe haven for teens for rich families. A place for them to live and learn.' Blunt pulled out a file. 'We wanted you to check it out.'

Alex couldn't understand. 'Why? It doesn't sound that dangerous. It sounds like someone's doing a good deed.' Alex looked at Blunt with a confused look.

'One of the benefactors is Coustau Willis. A British fellow. He has a history of blackmailing. It isn't his nature to be- helpful.' Blunt seemed to have studied this mans whole history. Of course, Alex thought, this is Alan Blunt. He seemed to know everything about everyone.

'So, a lot of people change. Maybe all those years in jail gave him a change of heart.' Alex doubted it, but he was trying to think of something.

Mrs. Jones had stepped back in. 'Alex, this is important. For all we know, he could be planning to hold the students as a blackmail or a ransom. You need to check it out.'

Alex knew there was no way of getting out of it. He figure he would stop trying. He looked at Blunt then at Mrs. Jones, thinking. He finally came to a decision.

'When do I leave?'

'What?!' Jack exclaimed. Alex had just told him the news. Jack was against MI6 from the start. She never liked how they could risk the life of a fourteen year old boy for their own gain. 'You cant just up and leave like that. I don't believe this!'

Alex wasn't surprised at Jack's reaction. He knew she hated MI6. But not as much as he did. He hated MI6 for every thing. For how his whole life turned out.

'I know Jack. I didn't want to go either. But I figured I couldn't fight anymore. There's no point to it. They don't listen.' Alex tried to comfort Jack. With no progress.

'Alex, I don't care. Your fourteen years old! And look at all the school you missed already. If you leave now. Who knows when your come back. Who knows if you'll even come back.' Alex could see the worry in Jack's eyes.

' I'll be back, Jack. I promise.' He felt bad making a promise you probably couldn't keep. He was saying that for Jack's sake, though.

Jack's eyes widened. 'You can't promise that, Alex. You almost didn't come home the last time you left.' Alex could see a tear in Jack's eyes.

' I'm sorry, Jack. I have to do this.' Alex said. She stood up and went upstairs to pack.

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ta-da!