V is for Venom - A Is For A Whole Lot Of Trouble ch 1

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This will be a continuing story.
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A Is For A Whole Lot Of Trouble

The room was as Napoleon remembered. Still, he was cautious, every nerve tingled with anticipation of trouble.

The UNCLE agent had been sent here with one simple message:

Napoleon knew where to go.  Angelique must be in trouble to send the note she left with his doorman.  It was her handwriting, the familiar ‘A’ instead of a signature. 

As he looked around their rendezvous spot, Napoleon thought he saw something.  It was just a flash of movement, but the platinum blonde hair left no doubt that Angelique was there too.  But, why didn’t she approach him? 

He’d know soon enough.

V is for Venom - A Is For A Whole Lot Of Trouble

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A Is For A Whole Lot of Trouble


Part 2

Angelique had sent the note to Napoleon because she truly was in trouble.  But not with THRUSH, as one might have supposed.

Angelique made a big mistake with the Russian mob, the few that had gotten out of the USSR with their criminal strategies intact. Headquartered within the Brighton Beach community of Russians, their victims were their countrymen. They didn’t like the idea of someone else’s tyrannical political system attacking their people. These fellows had standards, and hatred for those who might attempt the same sort of despotic assault on their fellow ex-patriots.

THRUSH was like Stalin. They hated Stalin.

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I've started something with my drabble story in the V Is For Venom challenge.  For those who aren't familiar with drabbles, they are 100 words of storytelling.  It's challenging, but you can say quite a lot in that space of words.
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Moving

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 A Drabble to mark our move.

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“I’ll never get used to it,” moaned Napoleon.

 

“It’s no different than the others,” Illya, reminded him.

 

“On the surface maybe, but I had it set out just how I like it.”

 

“It will take a little time, but you can do the same here.”

 

“It still won’t be right.”

 

Illya didn’t admit it, but he understood what Napoleon was saying.  While it made sense for them to move closer to Mr Waverly’s domain, their old office had developed a personalised, lived in quality.

 

Still, he had no doubt that their new home would soon feel like their old one.

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