The Baxter Files1: Criminal INC

The Baxter Files
1

BANG! “I need more men!” CRASH! Will felt his knuckles bleeding with each blow he dealt upon the table. He couldn't stay in hiding for much longer.
“There are no men,” one of his henchmen said, he was a muscular man with what looked like a gas mask with glowing green eye shields on his head, “we've phoned every warehouse in the city but their all out.”
“I suppose we have no choice then,” sighed Will.
“I'm afraid not sir,” replied the henchmen. Will placed his head in his hands.
“Hire a bounty hunter.”
The henchmen nodded and went out of the room; in a few minutes he returned holding a list that had the names of all the bounty hunters on it. The henchman started to read out the list:
“Marx Ferrell”?
“No”
“Earn Right”?
“No”
“Edward Craig”?
“No”
“Silver Arrow”
“No”
“Daniel Sai...
“Wait”! Will sat up from his chair. “What was that last one”? The henchmen looked at his list, “Daniel Saint”?
“No, the one before that.”
“Silver Arrow”?
“Yes! Him.”
“Have you come across him before sir?”
Will stroked his chin.
“Yes, I have.”
“Is he your final decision then sir”?
“We'll take him.”
With that the henchman strode out of the room and went to a telephone and dialled the number next to Silver Arrow on the list.
“Hello?”
“What do you want”?
“I want to hire a bounty hunter.”

“Which one do ya want?”
“Silver Arrow.”
“Let me see...yep! He's available.”
“When will he get here”?
“When a big hole in the wall appears.”
Suddenly a car could be heard roaring in the distance, and then the wall exploded. The car door swung open and a figure appeared through the dust.
“What happened”?
“Someone's just drove through the wall.”
“Yep! That's Silver.” The caller hung up. Will rubbed his hands together. “This should be interesting”...

Criminal INC

Part 1
Clues

A security guard watched the black car drive up to the gate of MI7 and a hand slip a white card into a lock, the lock gave a “Bleep” and the gate slid open and the car drove through and stopped. The door opened and a man in a suit and shades stepped out, he stood up and looked around then gave the door a tap. The other door was opened and out came another man; he also had a suit and shades, the two men walked across to the security guard who instinctively raised his gun, the two men didn’t even flinch, that made the guard quite uneasy. “Who are you and what is your business here?”
The second man lowered his glasses a little and the guard gasped. “Harry Baxter? What on earth are you doing here?” Harry took off his glasses and smiled at the guard. “Wish I could tell you, but you know about the secrecy of this.”
He tried to shoulder past him but the guard blocked his way, Harry raised his head.
The guard smiled. “I’ll need to see some id.” Now the second man reached slowly into his waistcoat, the guard froze. He fumbled around for a bit until he brought forth a battered wallet, the guard sighed with relief, he held up a white card to the guard. The guard studied it, when he finished he looked at the first man,
“Charlie Flute, I should have known you’d be here.”
Charlie replaced his wallet, “On the contrary.” He tried to pass the guard but once again was blocked. Harry removed his shades, “We’ve shown you some id what more do you want.” Suddenly someone came striding outside from the double doors. “I’ll handle this Sam,” the guard walked away from them. Harry raised a head, “Zach Willow, it’s been a long time.”
“Not long enough.” The two men embraced and then Zach turned to Charlie. “Thought I’d seen the last of you too.”
Charlie smiled. “You know me I’m like a human boomerang.” Zach laughed.
“Good to see you too Charlie, but come...” He caught Harry’s eye. “We have a lot to talk about.”
*
“Will Thimble.”
Seated round a large coffee table, Zach managed to tell the whole story to Harry and Charlie. “Remember him, Harry?” Harry bent down towards the coffee table to get a better view of the picture the Zach had put before them. Will Thimble was a criminal mastermind who delighted in robbing banks and terrifying people with his Henchman who all wore gas masks with glowing green eye shields on. “Oh yeah, I remember Will.” Said Harry darkly.
“Well according to our agents he’s come back.”
“WHAT!!” Said Harry and Charlie together.
“He has been spotted on a number of occasions, all at warehouses.” Zach continued
“Wait a minute; he’s hired a bounty hunter!” Shouted Charlie.
“That’s the way it seems,” said Zach.
Suddenly an agent came in; she was a tall blond with a sharp face. “Sir, there has been a security breach in sector 5.”
“Just coming.”
Zach leaned in to Harry and Charlie. He spoke in a whisper.
“Listen, the government has discovered a new kind of technology, these green silver crystals that can connect themselves to an energy source and harness its power.”
He leaned still further in.
“They do not know what this thing can do and neither do we, but if Will were to get his hands on it who knows what could happen, your mission is to make sure that the green crystal does not fall into the wrong hands!”
Harry nodded and raised his eyebrows. “Do you think that V.I.R.U.S has anything to do with this?”
Zach put on a face.
“I doubt it, but keep an eye on them, just in case.” And with that he strode out of the room, putting on his shades as he went. Just before he opened the door he looked back at Harry and said. “Good luck.”
*
The little girl kicked the ball into the air and looked towards her dad for approval; he nodded and gave the thumbs up signal. The little girl turned round to see two men walking up the path of the park, both had suits on.
She ran back to her dad who drew her away from the strangers.
“Wonder what’s wrong with her?” Said Charlie as a little girl ran across the pathway towards her dad.
“Right now we have bigger problems.” Said Harry. “Will Thimble has hired a bounty hunter and it’s not like him to do that.”
“What will happen if he gets his hands on the green crystal, Harry?”
“I don’t know.” They were silent as they walked along the path.
Then a voice called out.
“Harry!”
Harry and Charlie turned to where the voice was coming from; they saw a tall black-haired woman running towards them. Harry’s eyes widened in surprise as he saw the figure.
“Miriam?” She clung on to Charlie when she got towards them; Charlie looked around to check that his wife Sally wasn’t watching from anywhere.
Harry was just about to ask what all the running was about when suddenly he heard someone scream, in a moment Harry had his gun out, Charlie snatched up his knife from his belt and Miriam looked over to Harry.
“There’s a woman in that house there, she’s screaming her head off, I think she’s being tortured!”
Without pausing Harry, Charlie and Miriam ran to where the screams were coming from, they came to a small cottage in the middle of the lawn. Charlie nodded to Harry and Harry nodded back, then Charlie got up and kicked the door down. He and Harry stormed in...
*
After the spider had been brushed away, Jenny (the old woman) gave Harry and Charlie a cup of tea and sat them down on the couch. “And again.” Said Jenny, “thank you for all your help, if you hadn’t turned up then, I don’t know what would have happened.” Harry sighed and turned his attention to the T.V, there was an advert on about technology.
“And remember!” a man in a lab coat was saying, “weather you’re at home, on vacation or just at a friend’s you’re robot cleaner will take care of your home.”
Harry looked closer.
“It does the cleaning and the hovering and much more”
Suddenly the man looked straight at Harry from the television. “And we want everyone to get one. Just type in Zorgien Tech on the internet and you can see all the ones for sale.”
Then the man turned full on facing Harry and kept his gaze.
“Well, not all of them....” The television flickered and then went off.
“Oh, not again!” Screeched Jenny, “My telly is always doing that, I ought to get an electrician to fix it.”
Harry froze.
“What’s the matter?” Asked Charlie noticing the change of the atmosphere. Harry looked at Jenny. “Are you not afraid of electricians?” He asked as casually as he could. Jenny looked at him. “No, why would I be?” Harry smiled.
“No reason.”
Miriam walked in the room and addressed Harry. “I’ve just got off the phone to V.I.R.U.S, they want us to go and see them, some sort of emergency.” Harry nodded, “We need to go anyway.”
“I’ll see you out.” Said Jenny

After a thank you and another cup of tea Jenny led Harry and Charlie out of her house and down the drive.
“And again, thank you from saving me from that hideous monster; I have never been so frightened in my life.” Charlie nodded and smiled. “It was nothing.”
“Why don’t you have another cup of te”-
“No, I mean really it was nothing!”
Harry, who had been saying nothing for a while suddenly stepped forward in front of Jenny, and now Charlie could see how tall she was, she was nearly as tall as Harry. Surly an old lady could not be that tall.
Harry smiled a very strange smile, and then asked a very strange question, “Do you like cats?”
“No!” Answered Jenny straight away. “They just wrap themselves around your legs and never stop asking for food!”
Harry slowly reached inside his pocket.
“Well in that case...” And as quick as lightening he snatched out his gun and before anyone could say anything, he held it up to Jenny’s face.
And shot her!

Part 2
Road Rage

Jenny gave a sort of sigh and slumped to the ground, Harry put his gun away and glanced over to Charlie, who was staring at the body open mouthed, and Miriam had fainted and was lying in Charlie’s arms, who had caught her when she fell.
Harry walked over to the body and casually hooked his finger under the bullet hole in Jenny’s head. Charlie saw him unhooking something.
Then he took her face off.
Charlie recoiled, expecting to see a lot of blood and muscle, but to his surprise he heard Harry laugh. So he turned and looked, then gasped.
*
Harry tossed the mask of an old woman’s face-‘Jenny’- on to the ground. Then he turned back to the body, grabbed it by the collar and lifted it high up.
The body was wriggling trying to get out of Harry’s grasp. And then, Charlie realised that the bullet was still in the mask of the old lady and that the intruder had just been knocked out by the force.
Now Harry held him up high and smiled.
“An old woman that isn’t afraid of electricians has no interest in T.V’s and hates cats, hardly an old woman at all!” The man started whimpering. “Don’t try all that with me.” Said Harry, giving the man a shake.
“Who are you working for?!!”
The man remained silent and Harry became inpatient,
“WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR!!!!!?”
The man murmured something under his breath. Harry shook him. “Speak up!"
“Silver Arrow!!!”
Harry froze
Then he said very slowly. “You’re telling me that Will Thimble has hired Silver Arrow?”
No reply.
Harry gave him such a hard punch that he went flying, and landed on the ground with a thud.
Then Harry tuned to Charlie (who was still holding Miriam) and said. “At least we know what bounty hunter we’re dealing with.”
“But aren’t Will and Silver arch-enemies.” Said Charlie
“Yes.” Said Harry as he took Miriam from him, and hoisted her onto his back.
“That’s what makes them so dangerous...”
He started to walk away but a second later he came back and addressed the man on the floor.
“Oh yeah, you’re under arrest!”

Harry shoved the man in the back of the car and then laid Miriam in next to him, Charlie got in the passenger’s seat at the front and Harry sat in the driver’s seat.
It was a new car, the sort that you would see in a flashy movie. Miriam was stirring, she opened one eye and saw the intruder’s face staring at her, love struck.
Harry slapped his forehead. “Oh God.” He started up the engine and drove off the pavement and onto the road. Charlie turned round and addressed the man.
“So what’s your name?”
The Man hesitated.
“...Huntley...”
Harry suddenly burst into peals of laughter. So did Charlie, but Miriam did not. She was staring out of the back window, then she turned back to Harry
“We’ve got company!”
And now he saw it as well, five motorbikes each with a man driving.
One of them had a gun.
Harry turned to Charlie, “Take the Wheel.” Charlie and Harry did a quick swap and soon Charlie was driving. Harry looked out of his open window.
“Charlie, slow down!!”
“But...”
“Just do it!!!”
Charlie slowed down until Harry saw that the first rider was directly opposite the door, Harry then swung the door open and the biker was knocked off but the bike was still running.
Charlie saw what he meant to do.
“Don’t you dare!”
But Harry had jumped on the motorbike and zoomed ahead of them with the bikers in close pursuit.
Harry dodged traffic and cars as he sped through the city. Suddenly he heard a crash and he knew that one of the bikers had been hit. He took his gun from his jacket and started firing back at the Biker who had the gun, he returned the fire and soon there were lines of smoke between the two motorbikes.
Harry changed targets and aimed at one of the wheels, the bullet hit it and there was a hiss of steam as it deflated. The Biker jumped on one of the other motors just as his former bike exploded, the flame hit another bike and the rider was engulfed.
With a grunt the Biker shoved the rider off his bike and took over coming at top speed towards Harry, one of the lens on his glasses were broken and his lip was cut. He took his hands off the wheel and reached inside his coat and took out another gun. He then started to fire at Harry again with a gun in each hand. Harry cried out in pain as one of the bullets hit his hand and his gun fell to the ground and shattered. He was now defenceless. He saw a car pull up next to him.
It was Charlie!!
So Harry jumped and landed on the roof. His bike went out of control and collided with the Biker. Through a massive explosion the Biker came flying thorough the flames and landed in a heap on the car next to Harry. Harry bent over him and just about to turn him over when a fist shot out and caught him on the jaw.
Harry stumbled back but before he could recover the Biker swiped his leg out and tripped over Harry, who fell to the floor. The Biker rose and swept a click knife from his pocket, he advanced menacingly towards Harry snapping the blade open.
Suddenly he flung his head back as electricity crackled around his body, he crumpled to the floor revealing what had shocked him. Harry only saw it for a moment, he took in the red skin, the electricity crackling in its hand, the silver band round its wrist and the emerald snake eyes.
Then it was gone.
“Harry, you going to stay up there all day or GET IN?!!” Harry lowered himself down to the window and bundled in next to Charlie. “What happened up there?” He asked. Harry looked at him. “Something shocking!!”
“V.I.R.U.S, Veda’s, Interrogation, Recovery, Using, Science.” Read out Miriam, she snorted. “Yeah right!!”
V.I.R.U.S was made out of a combination of scientists and X-MI7 agents. Like MI7, according to the government it didn’t exist. Not even MI7 new its true purpose, they thought that it was an interrogation station, but in fact, it was an experiment lab. They ran dangerous experiments most connecting human DNA to that of an animal. The only ones that knew about it were Harry, Charlie, Miriam, Zach and Detective Black (MI7’s top Detective).
As they passed through the double doors, Veda ran to give them a happy greeting. “About time too!! Do you know that if there’s an emergency you have to be there in less than fifteen minutes.”
“Sorry, we got delayed.” Answered Charlie.
“I know, we were the ones that saved your skin mush!” Declared Veda. As if on cue, a man wearing a white suit with floppy hair came out to them.
But Harry was staring at the silver band on his wrist.
“This is Brook.” Announced Veda. “Recently we have been experimenting on snake and scorpion DNA, we applied a silver band to Brook’s wrist containing snake DNA, scorpion DNA and a bit of Brook’s blood-his DNA.
“They are all separated and are kept in different sections in the band. When Brook touches the band, which only he can
open, all the blood will be mixed and inserted into Brook’s veins. Observe.”
She gave Brook a curt nod, as he touched the band.
For a moment nothing happened, then a red gooey substance started leaking out of the band and spreading round Brook’s body. His muscles knotted, his neck strained and his face twisted in pain.
Suddenly he screamed and flung his head back just as the round pupils in his eyes turned into the emerald eyes of a snake, his body was completely red now and his mouth and nose were melting into his face. A large and muscled tail shot out of his body and formed a huge needle stinger at the end, a long forked tongue slid out of his mouth and started to thrash.
Then it stopped, Brook was now completely red with emerald snake eyes and muscled arms, his tail dripped with poison and he had fangs in his mouth. “Pretty cool huh??!” Said Brook, his voice now a hissing whisper.
“We also made these for him, even though he has supernatural strength and agility.” Boasted Veda as she presented two thin gloves. She handed them to Brook who put them on, he clenched his fist and when he opened them again his hand was cracking with electricity.
“Oh, there is another thing.” Said Veda suddenly. “We have taken an interest in a new topic called Quantaniam, they look like green crystals. We were wondering if we could go down underground to retrieve and study them.”
“By underground do you mean the mines?” Asked Harry
“Yes...” Began Veda.
“No.” Said Harry firmly, “there are enough explosives down there to bring this whole city to pieces.”
“But...”
“Good day to you.” And with that the agents -and Miriam- walked out of the building.
Veda looked up as one of the scientists came up to her, she looked up smiling at him. “We got full permission, prepare to leave for the mines immediately.” Brook gave her a look but said nothing as Veda touched an ear communicator and spoke into it.
“V.I.R.U.S to The Organisation, we might need a bit of support.”
“What do you want?”
“A weapons specialist.”
“We’ll send Nefrine!”
“Thanks!”
She clicked off.

Part 3
An Organised Plot

As the three left Harry swiped a mobile from his pocket and dialled a number. “What you doing?” asked Charlie.
“Do you really think that Veda is going to abandon her plan to travel into the mines just because we said no?”
“Good thinking, so who you calling?”
“Black.”
*
The first man flew out the window and landed with a crash.
The fist came again.
The second man flew out of the window and landed with a splash. Detective Black jumped into the truck driver’s seat and tried to steer it away from the cliff edge. He had just done it when his phone buzzed. “Hello?”
“Hi Black, its Harry.”
“Not the best time!!”
“I know, we need you to get to the mines before V.I.R.U.S”
Black ducked as bullets pelted the front window.
“Why?”
“They’re going to retrieve a number of Quantaniam and ‘study’ them.”
“You think there’s a bigger plot here?”
“Yep, so you and Amy get down there pronto!”
Black hung up; Harry slipped his phone back in his jacket. “How was it?” Asked Charlie, Harry nodded. “Brief, anyway we need to get to the cinema next!”
“Why?”
“Zach sent me the coordinates of Silvers location, and it point’s right to the cinema.”
“Then what we waiting for?” Said Miriam
“You’re not coming with us I’m afraid.” Answered Harry. He chucked Miriam the car keys. “Drive Huntley and The Biker back to MI7 for questioning.”
“But!”
“Bye.” Waved Harry as he and Charlie started toward the cinema.
*
Detective Black drove in a black car, with black tinted windows and black leather seats, and a brown steering wheel. He wore a brown suit with a black wide rimed hat.
His associate Amy Springlust was in the back, she was a good associate but only seventeen. She wore a black jacket, and her hair came down to her chin. “Are we there yet?” She moaned. “We get there when we get there!!” Black shot back.
They came to a sign.
KEEP OUT
The mines. Black approached the two security guards, although he was not as good as Harry with a gun, he was better with his fists.
“Hi, I’m an intruder am I lost?” He said casually as he elbowed them in the head at the same time. “Looks like they beat us to it.” Said Black as he noticed a white van to one side.
The van of V.I.R.U.S...
*
Charlie and Harry approached the cinema from different directions, it was quite clear to see, the three figures on the stage, they were making no attempted at stealth. But Harry knew better that to just go walking in there. He and Charlie were at the side of the stage now, Harry held up his fingers. 3.2.1.
They lunched themselves upwards and Charlie tried to punch the closest man, but the man just moved and slammed a knee into Charlie’s chest who fell instantly. Harry tried a kick but the other figure drove an elbow into his face and followed it into a hard kick. Harry fell.
The first man laughed as he stepped into the light, he had a titley cropped beard and silver hair, not grey but silver.
*
Black and Amy walked down the steep slope of earth leading into the mines. As they neared the end they heard two people talking in angry tones.
“But why do you need them!!?”
“I told you it’s not us that need them.”
“Then who is it?!”
“I can’t tell you.” Amy watched as Black silently crept up behind them. There was a young woman who wore a jumper and ponytail. Amy guessed that this was Veda as Black had talked about her often.
The other one was a man with two guns on his back and one on his waist; he had what looked like an old fashioned army cap on his head. Amy guessed he was a weapon specialist, Black had warned her about them.
Black was very near to them now, he was behind a crate of dynamite! He crept even nearer. Suddenly he leapt out and got the specialist in a headlock.
“Long time no see, Nefrine.” Black said as he drove his knee into his head. Nefrine stumbled back and Veda tried to make a runner. Black grabbed her and was about to say something cocky when Nefrine’s boot slammed into his shin, Black cursed and tried to back away when a fist slammed into his jaw. Black snarled and swept out a leg that tripped Nefrine to the ground.
He reached to his back and tried to pull out a rifle but Black’s hand was there first, he battered the gun from his hand and chopped a hand into Nefrine’s throat who went down choking.
While all this was going on Amy had seen Veda trying to escape and had followed her down the mine shaft. Now she stood alone in the dark trying to make out the shape of Veda, all she could see was a huge pile of dynamite and a wheel cart. Suddenly a grunt came from somewhere and the next moment Amy was diving out the way to avoid the mass of boxes that came tumbling down. Amy rolled away and narrowed her eyes as she saw a shape move; it was coming straight at her! She kicked out and heard a yell of pain and a thud, and then the wall exploded.
Through a clog of dust Amy saw The Detective come flying through the wall followed by Nefrine, in his right hand he had his gun and in the other a grenade. He smiled at Black. “You made a mistake fighting me.”
“No I didn’t, you’re the one who made the mistake, by getting me into the perfect position so I can do this!” Black reached behind him and tore a bundle of dynamite from the massive pile.
As Black threw the bundle Nefrine raised the grenade and pulled out the pin, but he was too late. The dynamite exploded in a mass of flames and dust, the flames spread across the mines lighting every fuse on every pile of dynamite. Nefrine was thrown back, he hit the wall just as the grenade exploded which sent him sprawling and rolling on the ground.
Black stood there motionless, as Amy hurried up to him with Veda in her arms. “Come on Black, we need to get out”!!
“The only exit has been blown to bits by the explosion.”
“So we’re stuck in here with a bundle of slowly defusing dynamite?”
“Yep”
“At least it can’t get any worse.”
On the ground, Nefrine groaned. That was when Black noticed the wheel cart at the top of a track that went steeply down the mines and disappeared from view.
He looked at Amy and grinned. “Then I guess we’ll have to make our own exit.”
*
Silver Arrow stood over Harry, a grin on his face. Charlie was struggling in the grip of someone in a black leather jacket with shades on their eyes, the Biker. Harry could also see Huntley. He was standing a distance away with a stupid grin on his face.
“What have you done to Miriam?” Harry breathed. “She is being held at a ware house we like to call HQ.” Remarked Silver, Huntley waddled over and looked at Silver. “Tell him the plan.”
“And why would I do that?”
“We’re going to kill him anyway, the only one we need for information is the girl.”
“I suppose it would be fun to watch you work out a devilishly clever plan to stop us and then shoot you just as you finish it.” The Biker started to chuckle to himself, then he laughed aloud.
Silver stared at him. “It wasn’t that funny.” The Biker hung his head. “Anyway,” carried on Silver, “Will Thimble has gathered together all the most wanted and skilled criminals into his warehouse. Very soon we will break into V.I.R.U.S and steal their latest development, the DNA transformer.
“It will be taken to one of our top scientists who will find out how it was made and make hundreds of copies, each criminal, including me will get one of these and will wreak havoc in the city. We will be unstoppable!”
Harry frowned. “So you have nothing to do with the Quantaniam.”
“No. Why would we?”
Huntley suddenly stepped in. “No, but other people do like that Zorgien Tech company, we’re in league with them you see, well I am.” His usually stammering voice was even, almost commanding.
Now Harry noticed the red dot hovering above Silvers chest. Was it MI7? Another enemy? He didn’t care, as long as they were against the criminal gang. Huntley tapped his foot twice and at the same time a gunshot rang in the cinema, it was so sudden and load that Harry and Charlie and the Biker fell backwards. Silver stumbled backwards clutching his chest, Huntley strode over to him and elbowed him in the face which sent him to the ground with a thud.
Huntley straitened his tie and looked towards the ceiling, a rope was lowered down and a man with short black hair in a sleek black suit slid down and walked towards them.
“Bigsey.” He introduced himself. “And this here is Lucy.” Charlie looked to the corner of the room where the curtain was beginning to move, but it was not a curtain, they looked on as a young woman with a pale face and red lips walked out onto the stage. Her whole clothing was a number of black straps wrapped titley around her body most of them carrying knifes, she joined Bigsey.
“And this is Khelb.” Summed Bigsey. A man with massive arms stepped out from behind the screen and joined Bigsey and Lucy. “Unfortunately our weapons specialist could not make it, away on other business.” Said Bigsey, “We have come on behalf of The Organisation to ensure that Huntley had completed his mission, as soon as we heard what Silver was planning we thought that we would take over.”
“By killing him!” Shouted Charlie, as Huntley tossed something green to Bigsey who caught it and put it in his pocket.
Charlie could only guess what it was. “Why do you need a Quantaniam?” He asked. “Oh it’s not us.” Sneered Lucy, her voice was high pinched and dripped with sarcasm. “We were mealy asked to collect it for someone.”
Suddenly there was a snarl and everybody turned to see the Biker hurl something that flashed as it flew across the cinema. For a moment nothing happened, then Huntley doubled over with pain and dropped to the floor, a knife in his chest.
Just then the cinema door flew open and Zach and a lot of MI7 agents stormed in firing guns at the three, who ducked behind the seats and returned fire! Harry and Charlie ran from the scene towards the open door leaving the battle to MI7.
Just as they were about to go through the door the heard the Biker yell, “Hey, Baxter if you want to see your little girly alive she’s being moved to Glasgow, it’s a trap but you good guys don’t know the difference.” They ran on until they were alone in the dark quiet city. Harry turned to Charlie, “Now what?”
“We go to MI7 and get help, they’ll fly over and get Miriam back.”
“It’s not that simple, Charlie. We can’t get them involved, this is something that we’ll have to do for ourselves.”
“Well what do you suggest?”
Harry looked over his shoulder and then turned to Charlie. “Do you know the way to the airport?”
“Yes, why?”
Harry put on a pair of shades that he produced from his jacket. “Next stop, Glasgow!”

To be continued...

The Baxter Flies

File 2

The Organisation