Three days later
Zara had flown out, after briefing the prime minister about Scorpia and what happened in the hotel room. The PM was less than pleased that she had decided not to inform the Americans, and he was certainly not pleased by the fact that Scorpia already knew who was after them.
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Back in the hotel, however, James had moved into the room next door to John's, and the letter had been sent to campus, so their forensics experts could see if there were any fingerprints. After James had cleaned his room up, he realised that he might as well take all the free stuff that the hotel had provided. So, he walked into the bathroom, took all the stuff, and crammed it into a small plastic bag. But, as you'd expect, the cheap bottles of shampoo burst open, covering James in lavender scented cleaning products.
"Shit!" he exclaimed, and then, to his horror, the door opened, and Kerry was stood there, just staring at him. She looked like she had either seen the most disgusting thing ever, or the most funny. She then burst out laughing.
"It's not funny," James yelled "These jeans cost fifty-quid!"
"Clearly…you should…get cheap…er cloth…es" Kerry said, while still laughing a lot.
"Anyway, I didn't come in here to laugh, I came to give u these." She said, finally stopping. She handed James a brown envelope.
"What's this?" he asked.
"Listening devices and cameras." Kerry replied, in a near inaudible whisper.
"Right…"
"And a map, of where you gotta put 'em."
"Ok, I'm goin up to my new room then… see ya."
"Bye, lavender boy." Kerry said, giggling.
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Once James reached his room, he realised he'd need to either wash, or burn his clothes, which ever became doable first. He took off his clothes as he stepped into the bathroom. He flicked on the light and got in the shower.
After about a half-hour, he stepped out of the shower. Dried off. Then busied himself putting his clothes in his new wardrobe. After his clothes were away. He then went to the bag filled with half-destroyed shampoo bottles.
"Fuck, they give you a lot of these…" he said to himself, as he took the bag to the sink, and let the rest of the lavender scented liquid pour away. Fortunately, he thought, I put the condom in my pocket. Then he realised that he hadn't, and it had in fact, fallen down the drain.
"Damn!"
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After an hour of attempted rescue, he decided that a condom wasn't worth getting his hand covered in the horrible stuff in the sink's drain. After washing his hand, he went to the envelope Kerry had given him. Opening it, quite stupidly, upside down, and the contents narrowly missed his lavender-shampoo covered clothes. Now, you may think this was lucky, but as James stepped back, he slipped over the lavender covered clothes, and landed on the extremely expensive listening devices and cameras.
After cleaning up his room a bit more, James was lucky to have only damaged one of the twenty listening devices. He looked briefly at the map which had been firmly wedged into the envelope, until James got at it with a pair of hotel-branded scissors. He soon realised that his job, was to bug the many briefing rooms, which was the most likely place for a meeting to be held. He also realised, that with only nine-teen listening devices, and twenty cameras, he'd gone and fucked the mission, atleast, he had if they met in the room with only the camera.
After looking at the bedside clock, he realised it was 1 am, and he'd never get the briefing rooms bugged if he didn't try to sleep at night. So he stuck on the pair of underwear he had on earlier, as he couldn't be bothered to search for a clean pair, and got into bed.
The next morning
James woke up at 4 am, only one hour after he'd fallen asleep. He opened his eyes, and to his horror, realised the light was on. Now, this normally wouldn't freak a person out, but he was certain that he'd turned it off. He quietly rolled off his bed, and reached into the draw on the table next to the bed. After removing the cap off the pepper spray, and making sure that it wouldn't squirt at him if he did press down, he cautiously looked around the hotel room.
Upon reaching the bathroom, he'd started to think that he may have left the light on, as nothing had been moved or touched. Then he walked into the bathroom. There, right in front of him, was a photograph of Lauren, and another envelope. This envelope also had a scorpion on it.
Author's note: Sorry this one is so short, but I only wanted to set the scene for what's gonna happen later on... that's all I'll say about this chapter :) By the way, Review please!
and, another note, I am sorry about the length of time between updates, but, I plan the next one to be "2-for-1", by which I mean it'll be two chapters in one, or, I hope for it to be!