Past always catches up with you...as you can see on the example of Alex...

Chapter 5

It didn't take a day. The next morning Kate pulled Alex aside in school. They went to an empty corridor.

'He accepted', she whispered. 'He wants to introduce me. To teach me', she smiled at him.

'How did you manage that?', Alex asked. That was fast, perhaps too fast.

'He always wanted me to do my own decisions. He was surprised but he accepted gladly.'

'So, what are you doing next?'

'Tonight he'll take me to a meeting to ask the other. I'm sixteen and nobody will suspect me. Neither to spying nor to being a member of Al Qaeda.'

'That's great', Alex said and watched her walking away to her classroom. She doesn't know how dangerous that is, Alex thought. He had no good feeling.

The next Spanish lesson passed slower than ever. He looked forward to lunch and finally he could walk out. Three hours later he could finally leave school, together with Katelyn he walked out. They were going to his apartment nearly every day. And Katelyn most time helped Alex with his homework. They stepped down the stairs outside the school. Alex looked around. He had the feeling that they were being followed.

'Everything okay?', Katelyn asked. 'Yeah, yes', Alex said and they drove home.

When they arrived at his apartment, there was an envelope on Alex' doorstep.

'What's this?', Kate asked and picked it up. There was nothing written on it. Alex took it and opened it. There were Russian letters on it. Alex didn't speak Russian.

'Past always catches up with you', Kate said.

'What? You speak Russian?', Alex was surprised.

She just smiled and entered his rooms. 'I think my father always wanted me to follow his steps', she said. That reminded Alex on someone... 'He already partly trained me without me noticing. Next to Hebrew he taught me very early Arabic, he's half Arabic, English, Russian and Spanish.' She didn't want to mention German and Chinese.

She put her schoolbag on the floor. 'Any Russian enemies of your past, Mr. Bond?', she asked the confused Alex who just removed his jacket. Of course, Kate already knew the answer.

'Yassen', Alex muttered. 'He escaped from the plane. Never saw him afterwards.'

'Who's Yassen?', Kate played the innocent.

'Doesn't matter', he decided. 'What shall we do now? We could do our homework', he came closer to her.

'Boring', she said and kissed him. 'Propose something else.' She smiled and slowly removed his T-shirt.

'Come on, James. Let's play a bit Bond.'

Kissing they went to his bedroom and removed each other's clothes. When they finally lay naked in the bed, she started kissing his mouth, his chin, his neck, his chest, his belly and gave him head.

It was dark when Miley woke up. She looked around. She didn't recognize her surroundings neither did she remember how she got here. It was a dark room without windows. There was a lamp on the ceiling which threw spare light into the room. There was a door, a metal door. Miley walked toward it, she felt weak. She tried to open it but the door was locked.

'God damn shit', she cursed and looked around. Nothing. Just a black, small room. She sat down again and leaned against the wall. She had read a lot about kidnapping but never thought of being such a victim herself. She couldn't do anything.

She didn't know how much time has passed but she heard someone coming. The door was unlocked and opened. A man entered. He looked to be about thirty years old (although he already was thirty-eight), he was blonde, pale, seemed to be very muscular and had ocean-like blue eyes. 'What do you want from me?', Miley asked scared. He kneed down in front of her.

'Hello, Miley. How are you?'

'Who…are…you?', Miley screamed. Then she saw a gun in a holster at his jeans and kept silence.

He smiled. 'You don't have to be scared. I won't harm you. By now.'

'Why?', Miley asked silently. She was scared to death, tears ran over her cheeks.

'Why?', the man repeated and thought for a while.

'Do you know someone called Alex Rider?', he asked.

She nodded.

'Tell me about him.'

Miley was confused. What did this man want from her? Why talking about Alex? 'He's seventeen, moved here half a year ago. Lived in Britain and moved to America with fifteen.'

'More about his time in Britain.'

'I don't know. He never talks about his past.'

'Never talks about his past. Now his past will talk to him. Remember, little Miley, whatever you do, past always catches up with you.'

'Who are you?'

'My name is Yassen Gregorovich', he explained.

'You're Russian?' He nodded. He barely had an accent. He sounded quite British.

'Alex never told you about me?', he asked.

She shook her head.

Well, after all he sounded quite nice.

'I killed his uncle.'

He wasn't nice at all.

Miley felt anger in her. Alex had told them that his parents had been killed in an accident and that his uncle was killed during a fatal bank robbery. Yassen slightly laughed.

'What did he tell you?'

'Fatal bank robbery.'

'So you know nothing. About him, his past.'

She shook her head again. Did Alex lie to them? Why? When? What was a lie and what not?

'Tell me more about him.'

She remained silent. 'I can still use my gun.'

'If you kill me I can't tell anything.'

'Who speaks about killing? You know how much a gunshot hurts?', he asked smilingly.

'He has a normal life', she said. She didn't know what he wanted to hear.

'A girlfriend?'

'Yes.'

'Her name?'

'Kate.'

'Then I think I should pay her a visit, too.'

He stood up.

'Why?', she asked, scared that she just betrayed a friend.

'I want to remember Alex that I am still here. I have an open bill with him. Because of him, I am hunted by Interpol, CIA and MI6. I couldn't stay anywhere for longer than two months. He ruined my life.'

'Who are you really?'

'The better question you should ask yourself, is, who Alex really is. You don't want to know what he did and what blood of how many people is on his hand.' With those words Yassen left the room and locked the doors. Miley cursed herself.

Because of her, Kate was in danger now, too. And Alex.

Who was this Yassen? And in which points did Alex lie to them all? What would happen now? Would Yassen kill Miley?

Miley wanted back. She always watched those Saturday evening films with spies and mobsters. But now she was a victim of abduction herself.

Well, as Kate is a trained betrayer, liar and Mossad agent, a meeting with Yassen, who thinks she'd be an innocent girl, could become quite interesting...