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Intrigue at Warfield	By : oldwolf Category: +G through L > James Bond Jr. Views: 3138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: See chapter 1.
The boys look at each other for a long minute and then they are startled out of their daze by a loud knock on the door.
Gordo closes down the DVD player as James unlocks and opens the door.
Standing at the door is Tracy, clad in her normal attire.
“Hiya James, Gordo. I was going into town and I was hoping you boys would join me.”
James quickly says, “No thanks Tracy.”
“Yeah, I’ll pass too.”
She gives James and Gordo a speculative look before shrugging her shoulders and leaving.
As soon as she’s gone James says to Gordo, “I think we do need to take a trip into town, and we need to take the disks and Iq with us.”
“James man, you heard what your uncle said about talking about it.”
“Yes, he said to use discretion. Iq has help to foil too many S.C.U.M. plots for me to be willing to believe that he’s the spy.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. If I had to take a guess, I’d say the spy is Trevor.”
James considers this while packing the DVD player up and says, “It’s possible, but I doubt it. The spy would try to draw as little attention to himself as possible. If it’s one of the students, it’ll probably turn out to be one of the ones we never even heard of.”
By silent consent, the boys sneak into the passageway to fetch the contents of the mahogany boxes.
Then they go looking for Iq. They start in the library and hit the jackpot.
James says, “Iq, would you mind coming into town with us?
“Whatever for James?”
The indecision on the faces of James and Gordo convinces him it’s something vital.
“I’ll be glad to James.” With that Iq dumps everything into his bag and walks out, without even returning the book he was browsing.
The boys pile into James car and speed into town.
Meanwhile, Tracy and Phoebe have already left for town in Tracy’s old sedan.
Phoebe asks Tracy, “What’s on the agenda for today?”
“Just a little window shopping. I just needed to get out of Warfield for a few hours.”
Phoebe just shrugs in understanding.
When they arrive at town and get the car parked the girls’ start going through every store that sells make-up and perfume. After about an of of this Tracy says, “I’m getting hungry, how bout you?”
“Yeah, but I gotta watch my fi.”
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Tracy laughs, “I know just the place, Tom’s pub.”
“Alright.”
They go to the small pub and order supper. Tracy has fish and chips while Phoebe has a garden salad. The girls enjoy their meals in quite, although Phoebe is eyeing Tracy’s food enviously.
While Tracy visits the lavatory Phoebe snatch’s one of the chips.
As Tracy’s leaving the ladies lavatory, she hears the men’s room door, which she has her back to, open. She feels a burst of pain in her neck moments before darkness engulfs her.
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James, Iq, and Gordo, arrive in town about half an hour after the girls get there.
James immediately leads them to Tom’s pub. Unbeknownst to the general public, Tom’s is a MI6 front so agents can have clandestine field meetings. James only knows because 007 told him.
James goes to the receptionist and says, “I need a clean room.” He places special emphasis on the word clean.
The woman, who’s an agent, says, “Clean how?”
“I’ve stayed in several hotels with bugs in them. I hate bugs.”
She nods her head in understanding. Then she reaches under the desk and hands him a key. “Room 103. You have an hour.”
He takes the key and nods.
James leads the guys up to the room. There they show Iq the two messages from 007.
James is watching Iq intently, looking for any sign that his best friend could be the traitor in their midst.
At the end, Iq sits back, shock evident on his face. “I can see why you wanted to show this to me outside of Warfield. But tell me, why did you pick this place?”
James smile, “Because it’s run by MI6, and there are no listening devices to be had.”
Both of the other guys looked shocked at this revelation.
Iq asks, “How can I help?”
“I need you to make me some gadget that can detect and jam any method of electric monitoring, either audio or visual.”
Iq gets a far away look on his face and neither of the other guys say a word as they recognize thek ofk of concentration on their friends face.
Finally Iq says, “Quite easily done. I can have it for you in two days.”
Gordo says, “Radical.”
Just then there’s a knock on the door, “Time’s up.”
They quickly pack up and head to the bar room for a spot of refreshment before heading back to Warfield.
As they stand at the bar drinking their sodas, James notices Phoebe sitting at a table looking concerned.
He quickly walks over to the table, “Hello Phoebe.”
She gets a slightly dreamy look as she says, “Hiya James.”
He sits down and asks, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing I’m just getting concerned about Tracy, she’s been gone for a long time.”
James follows her eyes to the door that leads to the hall with the lavatories in it; it also has an emergency exit.
With a worried feeling in his gut, James stands up and walks directly to the door. As James walks through the doors he takes in several things; first, the emergency exit is open and the alarm isn’t going off; second there are tire tracks outside the door; and third, it appears someone was dragging something from the door to the tracks.
Without a moment’s hesitation, James disregards propriety and barges into the ladies lavatory. When he finds all the stalls empty, he reaches the only logical conclusion he can.
James grabs Phoebe and takes her to the bar. “I think we have a problem,” James says in a whisper. “I think Tracy’s been kidnapped.”
Without another word, James leads the team back to the exit.
After seeing the scene, all the others agree with James’ assessment of the situation.
“Iq, I want you to stay here with Phoebe. If we’re not back in five hours call this number,” James says, he then gives Iq phone number.
After that, James and Gordo set out on foot, following the tracks.
As they walk Gordo asks, “Why did you tell themwaitwait on making that call?”
James smiles, “Because I don’t want to get my uncle involved if it can be avoided and the number I gave Iq is his personal cell number.”
Gordo nods his head and they keep walking.
About half an hour later, the come across what looks like an old farmhouse.
The only thing that ruins that illusion is the S.C.U.M. van parked outside, and the S.C.U.M. agents guarding the door.
Both young men draw their guns; James however attaches a silencer that his uncle sent along.
The young men start circling around the house, approaching it so the guards can’t see them. Then they begin the walk that both know will change their lives forever.
A/N: This seemed like an appropriately dramatic point to stop. Don’t worry, plenty of sex in the next chapter.
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