James Bond 007 : TimeFire

Broken Notes

Greer looked quickly at the jet through his binoculars and recognised attacker.
In the distance the jet was slowly turning at a wide angle and was now headed back to its base, wherever that was.

"Well, that was certainly a plain kill" he voiced.

He was angry now, it all seemed rather unnecessary, he had no other option but to call in and a safe house was close by in Edinburgh. The files he carried, the time, Greer was not a man that appreciated incompetence, and he felt that way. He need to find out one thing, who knew Vaughn's location and who made the hit.

Greer packed his items up and made his way down from the rooftop, it was now 2:25 AM. The people on the boat had looked on at the burning boat and two of them had left their friends, clearly to call the coast guard. His car was parked close by, when he had gotten to it and inserted the key into the door lock...it happened.

The attack came from behind Greer, and a simple precaution had alerted him to his attackers attempt. At such a close rate he decided that his killer was an assassin, armed with a knife. The sound of broken glass being stepped on had turned Greer around and raised  both his hands to catch the assassins arm as it came down on him, knife at the ready. They both struggled, the assassin was clearly stronger and  quickly overpowered Greer.

Greer reached for the gun in his pocket, the assassin had driven his left fist into Greer's rib cage, making him give out a pain sound. Greer lifted his right knee and planted it between the man's legs, bending him over in pain and brought him to his knees, Greer's other leg came swinging across and caught the man's head. He knew then that this was no assassin, but simply a strong hired goon. Cheap labour. A fool of a man.

A loud bang ended the attack. The thug had lain dead.
"Brains over brawn Q" he said. Greer searched the red headed man, the majority of his face was covered with dark red facial hair. Inside one of his pockets was five hundred clean and crisp bank notes inside his wallet. The man was clearly paid that night and his purchaser was most likely close by or had recently left.