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"Mary, we need to leave Evie in Croatia with your friends"

M M was for Mary Mary was the name of the leader of MI6 It was just like Bond Daaze and wiped the drool frouy, then this was one Bond where the bad guy won

Mary looked fah the slats and suddenly it hit She looked like Jules Or rather, Jules looked like her I had always thought she looked like me, but the resemblance was uncanny

Who was Mary?

Jao I can’t live like this any you’ve asked of me You have to kill ive me my money back I want Evie in Croatia, and I want the rest of the hed and nodded, "I just don’t understand how you never got that money back from Evie It was half of your father’s inheritance, Jaed a bit She was James’ uards in the ass with dildos Oh, dear God in heaven, that couldn’t be right No

Ja it up, because I, technically, still owe him the Burrow So fk it Evie was useless, her father is a disappoint to be discovered I want money, I want freedom, and I want this bullshit to be over with I’m out I’m done I am finished and that is that I never wanted to be CI, and I never wanted to be a husband or a dad I did everything MI6 asked me to You and Servario, and the Burrow, and the whole world can sod off"

He said my father is, not was

She pulled hi on his hand, and let this be the end then, o to Monaco and enjoy your life I may need you here and there"

He sneered, "I’ at his hair and sliding a knife, I hadn’t even seen in her hand, across his throat, "Mohed, "Yes, fine Whatever" She kissed his cheek and patted his ass, "Go take care of the guard Put your wallet and everything into his pockets, tie his feet with the spare anchor in the back and turn on your cell phone and leave it in his pocket too They’ll trace him by it"

He sauntered out of the roo it all in or plotting her next assassination She sot up When she left the rooht where I was

I wasn’t about to roaet killed or worse, fked in the ass I cringed and sat there, waiting for a choice I felt the boat stopIt was subtle because of the size but I felt it, nonetheless

I pulled on some clean clothes from the closet, not really my style but better than underwear and less stinky than Michele’s dirty shirt I crawled from the porthole and looked out I had to assume ere between Croatia and Italy in the Adriatic Sea The colors were insane, and the beauty of the coastline was far ined for such a war-torn country I lay there, wondering hoould all go down, and hoould escape when I heard it, a scream

"SHE’S ESCAPED!"

That she was otten the chance to screw me, but Jauard li blacky in the ass and shookand looked at the bright-blue seawater We were only a few miles off of the coastline I could juee in Croatia I could also drown in the ocean I looked back at the boat and griet traumatized by Mary and then left in Croatia anyway Just as I was about to ju I hadn’t expected, a helicopter It landed on the yacht, at the top I could barely see the span of the top of it as people rushed up there I took the chance to sneak along the wall to the closet I had hidden in before

I pressed ainst the wall as another fa, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOU HAVE LOST HER? SHE WAS TO BE TRADED! WHY DID YOU EVEN BRING HER HERE? YOU WERE TO TAKE HER TO THE BROTHEL AND I WAS TO MEET YOU THERE! I GOT THERE AND YOU WERE NOT THERE!"

Servario angry orse than any other sound Well, except for the sounds in Mary’s bedroom, those orse

He hadn’t been on the boat all along?

I gripped un and waited for them to find me

"Search the water She jumped, trustthe door at the end of the hall

Mary shouted, "THAT MEANS YOU!"

She stormed down the hallway, and opened and slammed the same door as Servario That eird