My hands wiped away the last of my tears as the train began to reach the tailor. I reached into my pocket and pulled my phone out and called Charlie.
"Hello?"
"Hey, I'm leaving the tailors now I will be there soon." I spoke as my hand wrapped around the metal door handle and pulled the wood door open, the night wind washed over me.
"Alright. I'm right inside, where we met this morning." He spoke.
"See you soon." And with that, I ended the call. I walked over to my car and drove off down Savile Row and to the Black Prince. The tires screamed as I turned the corner. I walked over to the pub and opened the heavy black doors. No one was inside beside the bartender and Charlie. I placed myself across from Charlie and his eyes looked up to meet mine. A smirk grew on his lips as he looked up fully to show his face.
"So what is the mission?" He asked, laughing a little. I pulled my bag off my shoulder and rested it on the table. My hand grabbed a large stack of papers and my other hand grabbed my laptop. I handed Charlie the stack of papers and a small light shone on my face as I opened the laptop and pulled up my document of my work. He placed some of the papers on the table and looked over them.
"This is what we now know as Valentine's base." I pointed to a picture of a mountain. "It has a runway that leads into the hanger and that is the only entrance from the outside we know about. The sides of the runway are armed with some of the strongest weapons. Rockets to be exact, and they can stop a military plane before it can even leave the ground." I spoke. Charlie only nodded as I moved to the next picture.
"This is Valentine himself and his assistant Gazelle. Both of her legs are replaced by blades that can slice a person in half and cut steel as if it was paper." I looked up and saw Charlie looking a bit more nervous than before.
"Hey.." I rested my hand on his across the table.
"I'm going to help you through this, you're not going to die on my watch." I smiled and he returned it and with a small nod.
"Now inside that base, we believe this is where Valentine is keeping these kidnapped famous people and world or country idols are kept. Now all we have to do is go in stop the SIM cards from going live and break these people out." I laughed a little and Charlie joined.
"You people are insane." He chuckled.
"Yeah, well, welcome to Kingsman." I smiled and Charlie returned it. We continued to speak about the mission for what felt like hours. We laughed about memories and each other. After a while, I closed the computer and stared at Charlie.
"You sure you want to do this?" I asked and nodded.
"More than anything." He spoke strongly. I placed my work and my laptop back in my bag. Slowly I rose to my feet and Charlie followed. He walked over, grabbed a suit bag and moved towards the door. We moved out into the cold night and our figures were only shown via a light on the outside of the pub. Other than that, we were shadows in the night to the world. He placed his suit in the back of the car and climbed in. I started the car as a sigh left my lips and we drove off. Once we parked outside the tailor, I saw the lights being turned off and the door opening. I turned off the car and it blended into the night as we watched Eggsy and Merlin walked out of the tailors and lock the door on the way out. They walked down the steps and got into Merlin's car and drove off towards me and Harry's house.
"He must be dropping him off at home.' I thought and turned to Charlie.
"Come on." I said and climbed out of the car and he followed. We walked up the stairs and I used a key my father gave me in case of an emergency at Kingsman. The door slowly opened and creaked a little. Once it was open enough, Charlie and I walked inside. He pulled his suit close to his chest as we walked in the dark towards fitting room one. When we were inside Charlie looked at me.
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To become a fine Gentleman
ActionJessica. Jessica Hart is my name and Kingsman in my life. My father I'm sure you already figured out it the Kingsman agent Galahad or Harry Hart as most of you may know him. This is the story of what it was like from my point of you during the event...