Waverly ran from the scene, a cowardly and scared expression written on his face. He turned back and saw the car with Mr Solo and Mr Kuryakin inside stop in front of the broken down car where he had left Miss Teller to die. She wasn't much use to him anyway now. He was surprised to see the car driving off at first, as if the agents had given up on chasing him down. Idiots, he had thought. He took a second glance, and realized Mr Solo was running after him. There was no point running much further as Solo was hot on his heels. Waverly could see the fire, anguish and revenge ablaze in his eyes. He stopped and turned to face Mr Solo.
"Thinking of Simona, Mr Solo?" Waverly laughed madly at him. "She was useless."
"She was the CIA's best." Solo took out his pistol and pointed it in between Waverly's eyes.
Waverly shrugged. "That proves how useless the CIA is."
Solo frowned at him. "I've complete so many missions, but you're the most despicable and disgusting person I've ever met."
"Thank you."
"It wasn't a compliment."
Waverly looked back at Solo. "I admit that I've done some wrong, but I enjoyed every minute of killing..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Solo pulled the trigger back and the bullet entered his skin in between his head. Waverly crumpled to the ground, uttered one more laugh and took one more lungful of oxygen.
"It's been enjoyable, I suppose..." Waverly never finished the sentence as the blood trickled slowly and satisfyingly down the evil rebel leader's face.
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The Man From U.N.C.L.E: A Mission In Istanbul
Fanfiction"There is no such thing as a traitor. Just an undercover agent." We join the team of U.N.C.L.E. as they carry out their newest mission in Istanbul. Napoleon Solo, Illya Kuryakina and Gaby Teller are all under the command of Alexander Waverly, an exp...
