Welcome to the Scrapheap
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Ongoing1h 26m
Last published Tue, Oct 27, 2020
Alex Rider has always been an asset, an agent. Useful. Used. He left normal life behind him years ago.
When he's kidnapped, tortured, and left for dead by contract killers, hired by someone he doesn't even know and can never find out, he finds himself thrown rapidly into a different course of life when his injuries take his leg and his life of espionage in one fell swoop.
Useless to MI6, Alex finds himself on the scrapheap, with a permanent disability, a heap of compensation money and a bundle of trauma from a life he never thought he'd leave. And he's expected to go back to school and carry on with his life.
What could possibly go wrong?
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