Bond was lead into the small room by the tall silent blond woman, Bond had attempted the usual flirtations but the woman was no Moneypenny. The Room contained a leather armchair and a small projector, Bond took the seat and the Blonde left the room, she returned minutes later wheeling in a fat man. The Wheelchair was placed parallel to Bonds armchair the projector acting as a breakwater between the two.

"Thank you Rhonda," said the fat man, the woman curtsied and took her place behind the projector. "Good morning 007 thank you for joining us at such short notice."

Bond growled at the man "Hullo Mother," The fat man assigned agents to deal with more unusual threats to Britain "I don't care what the assignment is, give it to Stead or better yet get Diogenes to look into it." Bond face had contorted in vicious anger; Voodoo nonsense was outside his purview.

"Now, now Mr Bond please remain calm, I'm afraid Stead is already on assignment and the Diogenes Club has gone silent." Bond's anger dissipated, if Diogenes wasn't returning Mothers calls something big was going on.

"Ok Mother, I'm listening but make it quick." Bond snapped, Mother clasped his hands in mock delight, He signalled that Rhonda should start the projector. The woman cranked the camera and it sprung to life. The far wall was illuminated, a group of men appeared. At the centre of the group sat a grey haired man in an orange turtleneck, the men were all smiling.

"You recognize these men?" Mother gestured a flabby hand at the projection.

"Spencer Daniels, former rocket scientist, founder of the Global Rescue charity, I'd hazard that the others are his sons." Bond spoke mater of factly.

Mother again clasped his hands mockingly "Top marks Mr Bond, you'll go far," Bond wanted to strangle the little fat man. "Anyway owing to his work with BERG in the 50s Daniels was hired to help with creation of the UN's latest earth defence program"

"SPECTRUM" you didn't need to be in the higher echelons of the world's various secret services to know this mused bond, SPECTRUM has been all over the news.

"Yes quite," continued Mother "Daniels and to a lesser extent his sons have been working on SPECTRUM'S global headquarters The Valiant" Bond sighed heavily he didn't need the background just the assignment.

"Get to the point Mother."

"Very well, since the completion of the program there has been a significant shift in the Daniels household. His sons once international playboys have went worryingly quiet whilst Spencer has been making increasingly foolish appearances around London's night spots." Mother paused and let the information sink in.

"Presumably this switch has occurred since the completion of Valiant, and your department fell that this warrants an investigation, you want me to find Spencer and interrogate him?" Bond leaned back in his chair smugly "I can see why you brought me on this rough and tumble really isn't Steed's style."

"Exactly Mr Bond, that and the fact Mr Steed's dealing with another matter related to SPECTRUM, Intel suggests that Spencer will be in attendance at a party tonight"

"Where is it being held, presumably you have an invite for me?"

"Oh you won't need an invite it's not that sort of party, just arrive at Ladbroke Grove around 7:30 this evening you'll know where to go" Bonds stomach sank he had bad memories of Ladbroke Grove.

"Cornelius" he spat out.

Mother grinned "ahh yes one of Mr Jeremiah Cornelius's famous does, somewhat fun I've heard."

Bond glared at him "You don't know Jerry Cornelius."