Chapter 7

Alex found that he was far too often here. The second time. He sat in the office of Alan Blunt in San Francisco and waited for him. Alex thought. He thought he lost his past two years ago. He had wanted to leave and never look back. How naïve he was, thinking that he could move on without any shadows of his past returning. Of course, Yassen had helped Alex' enemies but he never tried to kill him himself. Since he had escaped from the plane he had been searched in whole Europe and Asia. It could be that he made Alex responsible for the destruction of his life. And now he wanted his revenge.

Alex sighed. He loved Katelyn. She was honest to him and he needed her, especially for his current mission.

Alan Blunt entered his office and sat down in his chair at the desk. There was no sign of Mrs. Jones.

'Yassen kidnapped Katelyn?', Blunt asked. Alex nodded. 'Did you tell Katelyn?'

Alex felt that trouble was coming up. 'Tell what?'

'About you and your task?'

'Why should I?'

'That's not what I asked.' 'Maybe.'

Blunt thought twice. Alex felt uncomfortable. He had never disobeyed his orders that directly. 'She told me the truth. She doesn't know anything and she wants to help me', he said clearly.

'Did it ever come up your mind that she may have lied to you?'

'She loves me.'

'She could have lied. Her father is an ex-Mossad agent and a very dangerous member of Al Qaeda. He has trained her.' Alex said nothing. Somehow Blunt could be right. But Katelyn was the first girl he had ever loved so deeply. More than Sabina. Kate had shown him true love…or has everything been a fake? He just couldn't believe it and he didn't want to.

'You haven't contacted me for over two years now after you abused me. And now you personally come to America to tell me that my girlfriend is dangerous?', he screamed loudly. He had to control himself.

'Why?', he asked confused. Mr. Blunt would never come to America himself, especially not for Alex.

He would have sent Mrs. Jones. 'Why are you here?', he repeated more silent. Blunt said nothing. That was unusual for him.

'About a month ago I received a threatening letter from an Al Qaeda. I was already long time retired and barely remembered him. I had put him into prison about twenty years ago. Now he returned. He told me he would kill me, so I went back to MI6 for protection. On my way to a meeting with Mrs. Jones I nearly got killed by an assassin. Ari Haswari. Since then I've been hunting him so he can lead my way back to the terrorist I put in prison. And it is my chance to undo the cover of the San Francisco Al Qaeda cell.'

Alex sighed. It was something personal for Blunt. 'Then do it alone. But don't pull my girlfriend in it. She even offered me help.' He stood up. 'She lies to you, Alex. She is helping her father. They always do that in Israel. Al Qaeda, Hamas, Mossad, they're all big families.'

'You don't know her.'

'You don't do either, Alex. I know what is better-'

'Better? For me?', Alex screamed. 'You used me. Put me in mortal danger. Nearly got me killed a hundreds of times. And I shall trust you? I don't', he shouted and ran out of the office. He hated everything around him.

He had never felt this aggression before.

He didn't even notice rushing by Mrs. Jones. He just wanted to get out of the building, get his girlfriend back and never ever return to MI6. He wanted his past to stay past. He wanted to move on, have a new life. It had failed again. He has always wanted to be just a normal schoolboy.

Katelyn woke up. She looked around. It was dark, just a spare light from the ceiling lamp. She sat up. Yassen had held her an issue in front of her face and she had lost consciousness. She examined the room.

Nothing in there. Just black she robbed to the wall and leaned against it. She sat there for about ten minutes until the door was opened.

Yassen entered.

Yassen and Kate in one room...two perfect killers...but of course, Kate has to play the innocent...which is difficult...