Chapter three)

"So who do you work for?" Alex asked me. We were going to pick something up for him before we got on the plane

"Like? CIA?"

I tried not to laugh

"Uh No. The really secret groups don't have names" He seemed satisfyed with this.

"So how long have you been working with MI6? Like how did you end up here?"

"Since my uncle died. He worked here." He said sadly.

"Oh, im sorry" I didn't really get how an uncle dying led to emplyment as a spy, but hey, anything works.

"yeah"

We walked in silence and then came to a room. There was a big fat guy sitting at the table with a briefcase.

"HI Mr. Smithers, this is Emery. Shes my , um, Partner for this mission"

Mr. Smithers smiled and held out a hand. I shook it

"Hi Emery."

I smiled, this guy seemed cool.

Then he smiled bigger and pulled the briefcase around.

"Ive got some fun stuff for this one, Alex"

He opened the briefcase. Inside was an Ipod, a pack of gum, 3 pens and a cell phone.

He pulled out the Ipod first

"This picks up sound from up to 100 feet away. You spin the dial in the center to tell how far you want it to go."

Well that was kind of neat.

"the pens are all high intensity lazers. They can cut through almost everything, including human, so don't go playing with them. The cell phone is a regular phone as well as a detonator"

That cought my attention

"sounds fun! What does it blow up?" I perked up.

Mr. smithers laughed a little

"Each piece of gum is an explosive. You can chew it so it will stick to things. Then you detonate them with the cell phone"

"Omigod!" I squealed, "So we could like, put some in someones hair and blow their head up! My job just got a lot easier!"

Alex looked a little scared of me and Mr. Smithers had a look of disturbed amusement.

"Um, no." Mr. Smithers chuckled, "this is for like escaping or something else. However, as a last resort, this could be used to kill someone"

"Good to know" Alex said, "So is that it?"

"Yeah. Emery, do you need anything?"

"No thanks, I got all the stuff I need" I opened up my jacket, inside it looked normal, except for a zipper, under that, 2 small pistols and a switchblade. And that was just my somewhat hidden weapons.

"Ok, that's it then. Good luck you two" He smiled and left with the briefcase.

"thanks!" Alex called after him. Then he turned to me, "Remind me not to trust you with the detonator"

I laughed. "Ill get ahold of it somehow"

I'd never been on a private jet before, and this thing rocked. It had a big spot with a bunch of recliners and a tv. Then there was a minikitchen. The fridge was stocked with soda and other awesome snacks.

"Woah" I said as I rolled my suitcase on it.

Alex sat down in one of the recliners

'I know right?"

A flight attendant came back.

"We will be landing in about 3 hours." Then she turned and went back.

I plopped down on the recliner next to his and turned on the tv.

"Does this thing get movies?"

"Yeah I think so" he said absentmindedly.

"Sweet, im watching Transformers" I flipped through the on demand ads until I came to it.

"Is that a good movie?" Alex asked

"oh my god! Only the best ever!" I said.

"yeah, I never got to see it"

"Well now you will"

I grabbed a red bull and some popcorn before it started and then enjoyed 2 hours of explosions, cool cars and giant fighting robots. Time Well Spent.

Alex liked it too.

20 minutes later, the plane touched down in Moscow.

We came into a regular sized air port and got our bags. Ive spent more time in russia than I have in Kansas, which is where my school is, so that tells you something.

I laughed a little.

"what is it?" Alex asked

"This is, like, the longest time ive spent in russia without being shot at!"

"We've only been here ten minutes!"

"I Know!" I shouted.

Some people were eying us curiously, but I don't think they understood english.

Alex laughed,"Come on, we should get to our ride."

I texted my friend Brianna.

~TouchDown in Moscow!~

~lolx! Have fun with that~

I shook my head. Whatever she wanted to believe. See, I told my friends about my job, whether or not they choose to believe me is their problem.

We rode down an escalator an walked out front. Now I was on high alert. Id been here plebty of times and never on vacation.

There was a guy with a big fancy sedanish Limo. He held a sign that said.

Andrew Davidsin and Friend

Alex walked up confidently.

"that would be us" he pointed at me. I was standing a bit behind him. I guess we fit the profile so the guy opened the door and put our luggage in the back seat.

The car was big and black and leatherful. That's right, I make up my own words. The seats were thick and aweome, so I bounced on them, which ended in my head banging the ceiling. After that I sat down and tried not to die of boredom. The ride was at least 2 hours long. I texted everyone in my contacts, Including the chinese resturaunt. I cracked every joint in my body, much to the dismay of Alex, especially when my shoulder popped. I snickered.I ate 5 reeses. I made random humming noises. Finally, the ride was over. I don't know who was more relieved.

The estate was huge. There were massive warehouse sized buildings in a huge low field, with was ugly, but