You'd Know I'm Always Fine (London Spy Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

Daniel Edward Holt

Alex Turner scrutinised each word carefully before continuing methodically down the screen. The surveillance and background check was almost complete.

Warehouse Operative

Petty criminal too judging by forty eight percent of the contacts and text messages covertly swiped from the SIM card.

Alex's perfectly composed facial architecture broached a frown as he recalled Danny's phone smashed on the pavement.

You don't know me, but if you did, you'd know I'm always fine.

Even with his inept intuition Alex had deducted the statement to be a lie. Without needing to run it through the prototype software.

Danny's text messages were a chaotic gallery showcasing a rollercoaster life. A puzzling compendium of abstract relationships and liaisons.

Would the software recognise the hidden patterns within all of this?

Could it count, measure, calculate and join the random data dots of Danny's existence?

Of course it would.

Alex acknowledged himself as a rigid, blank canvas compared to Danny's animated life portrait. Untouched. Sterile. Still in his plastic shrink wrapper. So much education. So little experience. The complete antonym of Danny.

We're exact opposites.

It had been a misconstrued hypothesis. Alex's poise wavered. I've nothing to offer him...

But he's not fine. Something yet unknown whispered from a long suppressed portion of Alex's neural network.

He needs you as much as you need him.