The small old shack sat precariously at the bottom of the snow topped mountain. It's wooden battered planks that formed the walls and floor were brown and damp. A few would sway from a couple of rusty nails every time a crisp wind would pass. The cold howling air of the mountains unforgiving.
Inside this shack was a man tied to a chair. This man had been beaten and tortured for several hours but so far had not yet uttered a word.
The man breathed heavily and winced as a thick wiry rope cut into his stomach and wrists. His tormentor had not come back for ten minutes, but he was sure it wouldn't be long till he came again. Sure enough a man opened the small door and walked into the room.
This man however was different from the burly men he had encountered. But thin and elegant with a crisp three piece suit and tie along with obviously expensive Italian shoes. As he approached his face was bathed in light from a bare lightbulb swinging from the ceiling
His face was softly handsome and kind but his eyes told a different story they were cold harsh and cruel their steely greyness would undoubtedly stop any conversation.
"well Andrew are you going to tell me were my shipment is or am I going to have to make your life hell "he said with a cruel laugh
Andrew shook his head
"please don't do anything to us me and Monique have done nothing wrong we have been framed!!"he pleaded
The man walked away quickly with a quick and angry shake
"you leave me no choice "he.said softly and headed over to a table on the other side of the door and picked up a folder.
And opened it once he found the right page he smiled and straitened up
"now a little bird told me you have a son by the name of um.....James... James bond "he smirked
He jolted with sudden realisation
"NO NO NO don't do anything to James!!! "
"He will be safe if you just tell me where my shipment is....its easy as that "he said
"I cant tell you because i dont know please belive me!!"he stammered
"if you're not going to tell then i have no choice. ......."suddenly whisking out a slim metalic gun and directing it to Andrews forehead
"last chance"he said strangely calm
"please no...."
"too late "
And with That the silver man fired the gun.
A/N hello there thanks for reading my first chapter and um sorry if at first you did not get the full chapter but hopefully here it is and chapter two will be coming up soon and please vote + Comment=cote if you enjoyed it's really appreciated!!! :-D :-D thanks - bookgirl101art
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Young 007
Action"before the man became the legend ,before the boy became a man."- Charlie Higson. *** James Bond just wants a fresh start , he wants to go to a place where people don't know him, so, no pitiful looks and no judgemental stares. That's why he doesn't...
