Agent Chetiri

Chapter 13

A wise person decides slowly but abides by their decisions.

-Arthur Ashe

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"Mycroft? I think I've made my decision."

A sharply dressed Mycroft Holmes sat at his desk in his office on Downing Street, nodding slowly as he heard Alexa speak. He honestly wasn't surprised that she had called him, given what he had heard about today's fiasco at the MI6 base.

"I'm glad to see that you've decided. What have you done so far?" he asked.

"I told Q a little bit about my past. I also said goodbye to him and resigned from my position in the Q-Branch," she said.

"Good. That's exactly what I needed you to do. I will take care of the rest," Mycroft said.

"Well, what do I do now?" Alexa replied, sounding bewildered.

"Listen carefully, Alexa. You may need to write this information down. I need you to do several other things to attend to in order to make this work. Tomorrow, get whatever else you need to make yourself look differently. After that, buy a suitcase of some sort in a consignment shop and pay with cash. If you take a suitcase from your house, they might suspect that you've run away," he said.

"That makes sense. What else?"

"Gather the most important items in your house and pack them with you. Take the envelope as well. We will be extracting money from your bank account in the guise of paying your bills. I'm sure that you have some new clothes somewhere, so take those as well. Don't take clothes that you've previously worn, alright?" Mycroft said.

"Right. How will I get out of London?" Alexa asked.

"I will send my assistant by at five o'clock tomorrow to come for you and you will leave your belongings with her. After that, she'll take you back home. I will need you to stay at home for a day while I make some final preparations. Don't let anyone in or talk to anyone," he warned. She was quite surprised to hear such a detailed plan from him but she was grateful for it anyway.

"Alright," Alexa said.

"Would you like to hear the tricky part now?"

"What exactly does that entail?" she said softly.

"I went to Belarus," he said simply.

"Why?"

"As you know, they are one of the few countries that still enforce capital punishment and they owed me a favour. Ergo, I asked and I received an incarcerated war criminal on death row. Although she had blonde hair, she did have pale skin and the same general features, since she was Belarusian. There were others, but she resembled you the most," he said.

"Go on," she said.

"They performed a laryngectomy on her so she is unable to speak. She has undergone facial alteration surgery as well, so she looks a lot more like you do. Therefore, she will take your place," he said.

"What exactly will happen on that day?" she said.

"On the morning of the second day, I want you to wake up and go about your usual business. At six fifty that evening, you will go out of your home and off to the MI6 headquarters," he said.

"What? Why do I have to?" Alexa exclaimed.

"Listen to me. You have to pretend you forgot something and you have to face Q," he said.