The Fortune Cookie Affair, Chapter 13
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section7mfuAnd the second round begins! I'll just drop the characters from The Odd Man Affair back into the action. ;) ... And I'll just edit this. I hope this version will look better; I honestly have no memory of that part of the canon. Definitely time for a re-watch....
As the apparent leader of the THRUSH group, Mr. Ecks had been placed in a holding cell away from the others. He had come prepared for capture and managed to release himself with a device hidden in the hem of his trenchcoat. As he wandered the corridor with a previously purloined, treated badge, he heard an animated Cockney voice.
“Well, hello there, my good man.”
“Hey! What are you-”
Before the guard could complete his sentence, he was unconscious on the floor. His assailant stepped back with a smirk. “Nice to see you’re on top of your game, so to speak.”
“Wye!” Ecks ran out.
“Good, you’re free.” Wye was pleased. “Let’s go. I found out everybody’s goin’ back to the restaurant where this madness started.”
“What for?” Ecks was surprised.
“Seems they just figured out THRUSH ain’t behind this.”
“I hope THRUSH doesn’t figure out we’re undercover investigating them,” Ecks muttered. “We never could have got in if they’d realized who we really are and that we betrayed our old organization.”
Wye felt likewise as they slipped outside. THRUSH would kill them upon learning the truth. And Wye wasn’t going to come so close to losing his friend again.
As the apparent leader of the THRUSH group, Mr. Ecks had been placed in a holding cell away from the others. He had come prepared for capture and managed to release himself with a device hidden in the hem of his trenchcoat. As he wandered the corridor with a previously purloined, treated badge, he heard an animated Cockney voice.
“Well, hello there, my good man.”
“Hey! What are you-”
Before the guard could complete his sentence, he was unconscious on the floor. His assailant stepped back with a smirk. “Nice to see you’re on top of your game, so to speak.”
“Wye!” Ecks ran out.
“Good, you’re free.” Wye was pleased. “Let’s go. I found out everybody’s goin’ back to the restaurant where this madness started.”
“What for?” Ecks was surprised.
“Seems they just figured out THRUSH ain’t behind this.”
“I hope THRUSH doesn’t figure out we’re undercover investigating them,” Ecks muttered. “We never could have got in if they’d realized who we really are and that we betrayed our old organization.”
Wye felt likewise as they slipped outside. THRUSH would kill them upon learning the truth. And Wye wasn’t going to come so close to losing his friend again.
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Date: 2015-09-28 10:27 pm (UTC)Thank you!