Causing chaos
The headquarters of the MI6 were far more quiet at this time of the day than Liss would have thought they were. She had been taken by surprise when she got a call and job, a job of someone who did not need to get someone else killed but instead to cause some chaos in the MI6. She was offered any help she needed to do…whatever she wanted. So the idea to kidnap the quartermaster of the MI6 came alive. Her client had given her the floor plan of the building and claimed to have disarmed the minor security arrangements.
Now she finally had found her target. He is bloody young, she thought. Without a noise she hid behind something, just waiting for the right moment, her gun was in her hands and she was breathing calmly.
Now boy, just come a few steps over here, you can’t sit there forever…
Q was working on coding but there was a nagging feeling in the back of his head… For the time being he ignored it, reaching out to pick up his cup of tea and taking a sip… Before finding it empty and sighing - thanks to the time of night most of his minions were at home, sleeping. So he got up and headed over to the kitchen, wondering how Marcus would kill the person to use up their tea if there was none left.
Her body tensed as soon as he got up, at tea cup in his hand. He passed by her. A mere second later her gun was pressing against the back of his skull. “Do me a favour, don’t scream.” she hissed in his ear from behind.
"Well… This is going to be annoying…" Q said slowly, really wishing that Marcus was currently awake so that the other could just break her neck and be done with this - Q had never been good with violence, that was the main reason he needed Marcus around.
"Isn’t it? Imagine what a mess I would have to clean if you wouldn’t start moving soon…" to emphasize her words she nudged the gun against his skull. Looking at him Liss thought that he wouldn’t be any kind of dangerous for her. Still underestimating an opponent would be foolish. After all the guy was probably in fear for his life.
"You haven’t told me where to move." The quartermaster pointed out. "You can’t expect me to know where you want me to move, I’m not psychic." He sighing and had to resist the urge to roll his eyes. "So. Where do you want me to go?"
"I'd tried forward darlin' ", Liss sighed. There was a diffrence between very intelligent and average people, while most people would have walked away from the pressure of the gun, just forward. This kid had to question it. He wasn't dangerous, not physically but he wasn't stupid either. So that was where she had to be careful about him.
