Chapter4
Those Hated Words
"Alex, don't try anything," Mr. Blunt added to what Mrs. Jones had said.
How did they know I would be looking for an escape before I even started looking? Even though they said not to try anything, I still looked for a way out. I noticed two men in suits walking over. As they reached up to their ear (my guess was they were receiving some sort of call on an earpiece), I noticed the shape of a gun. Would they use a gun against me if I tried to escape? I decided I should just listen to Mr. Blunt and Mrs. Jones, even though I knew what was coming.
"Okay," I said reluctantly. I knew I would regret this later.
The two men just arrived, one went to the driver's seat while the other opened the door. Mr. Blunt slide into the black car as I was signaled to go in next. Then, after a quick word to the man holding the door open, Mrs. Jones slid in. The car took off. We soon arrived at the Royal and General Bank and the car went to some underground complex under the parking lost near by. We got out of the car as more guards came to escort us somewhere. We walked into an elevator and a code was pushed in a hidden panel. I felt the elevator give a sudden jolt before starting its journey up. When the elevator doors opened we were in the floor that sent many to their death.
"Alex, just follow me," Mrs. Jones said as if I had never been here.
"I have been here before, you realize."
"I am perfectly well aware of that but we have some new faces, and I don't think you want to be seen as an intruder."
"Oh." I decided to once again quietly follow.
Shortly into our walk, someone shouted, "Hey, what is a kid doing here?"
Mrs. Jones and Mr. Blunt turned around so I decided I should probably see who it was. A group of men walked up to us.
"Sir, what is kid doing here?" One of them asked. He had short brown hair green eyes and was approximately 6 feet.
"Technically I am fourteen, making me a teenager." I replied sourly. I could tell that irritated them, so I laughed to myself. So these are the newbies? I thought. They aren't very smart. I mean I am walking with their bosses.
Mrs. Jones put a hand no my shoulder, signaling me to be quiet. "What he is doing here is none of your business."
"Kids are not allowed in this office. Even on bring you kid to work day."
"I am sorry, did I ask your opinion."
I could tell Mrs. Jones was getting irritated. Rule number one: Don't ask questions. Rule number two: Don't back talk your superiors.
"No ma'am, I was just on my guard and suspicious."
"If this happens again, you will be binned. Alex is a valuable agent."
"How can he be an agent?"
"You would be amazed at what he has done."
"Sorry."
"Now leave."
"Yes."
With that they walked off.
"I didn't know I was an agent or that I was valuable. Are you really willing to bin someone for me?" I had a sly grin on my face.
"Alex, of course you are valuable. You are the only teenage spy and the first teenage spy. Many do not suspect teenagers of espionage."
"Then, why am I not paid? I thought I was just a tool to be thrown away when I was no longer useful."
"We will discuss this another day. Let's get down to business."
Mr. Blunt and Mrs. Jones turned and walked into their office. I quickly followed them in.
"Alex, sit down." Mr. blunt said without looking at me, while he sat down next to Mrs. Jones.
"So where is it this time?"
"Morocco." Mrs. Jones answered without flinching.
"Why?"
"We are worried about a group called HELP U. We don't know what it stands for of who is in charge. We fear another Scorpia but they might be after conquering Morocco."
"And what am I supposed to do?"
"Go in and figure out who they are and what they want. Many countries are also sending spies. We will send another spy who will not know about you because if they realize that most of the world's superpowers are sending spies, we don't want them to be suspicious of you.'
"The good news is that you know three of the four major languages: French, Spanish, and English. You will only have to learn Arabic and you will leave in one month."
"What's in it for me?"
"You will not miss any school and you will be back by the start of next year. Also, if I am correct, Jack is having to work overtime to provide, so we will give you weekly payments and help pay the bills until the money Ian left you is available to you."
"so what do you say?"