sil vous plait"
Lara saw the increased
animation. Yes, Jeanine would be capable. After all shed found herself an
assassin hadnt she!
I am away two, perhaps three
weeks. It is very busy and I will be surrounded by people all the time. It is a
good alibi, yes?
It is. Any special instructions?
Oui. Make him suffair!
Her excellent English slipped a
My pleasure, announced Agent Black Fox.
Agent Black Fox is heading for the South of France with
murder on her mind.
Half Moon Bay.
The new Grand Cayman Marriott
Hotel and Conference Centre.
Meeting of Caribbean and Latin
American Foreign Ministers.
She walked up the small staircase
and stepped out on to the roof. The only good location for a sniper was to the
North East of the hotel wing where she now stood. There were four large storm
drains on that side. By one of the two central ones was a folded up blanket and
a large attaché case. Black Fox walked over and used the agreed
combination to open it. First she removed the spotting scope and extended the
three legs. Then she assembled the rifle and bipod, added the suppressor and
laser sight, and inserted the five round magazine. The weapon was a German DSR
1, a bull pup design with extreme accuracy and not used by British
Intelligence. At least not officially!
Agent Black Fox froze. Any
movement, forward or back, could make her opponent charge and send both of them
crashing down the steep shale covered slope to the sea seven hundred feet
below. Long moments passed as she kept her body relaxed yet ready for sudden
reaction. Then the large goat turned on the narrow space and with a single look
over its shoulder trotted ahead out of sight.
For her part Black Fox
retraced her way a few yards and then set off again towards the summit. The
narrow track had been a help but it wasn't worth another such
The inside of her refuge
looked as if it had been fitted out from the contents of an old caravan. Some
thoughtful soul had added a mat and an exercise machine. There was also a large
water tank. Agent Black Fox been sparing in her use of water. Now it was high
time to get the grime off!
He'd come out to Casablanca
thirty years before and never left. At the time he was pretty sure the French
had been keeping an eye on him, but whether nor not they had they hadn't passed
anything on to the local police. Over the years he'd supplied a fair amount of
low level Intel and once or twice a bit more. He still had contacts who kept an
eye on the airport, harbour and the main hotels, but his main activity was
running a small swimming and divers equipment shop just off the Boulevard de la
He had two younger assistants who
could handle anything that could come up but this time he'd handled the
transaction himself. See what the new generation was like. She'd been a pretty
filly and looked capable. He’d probably find out what she'd been up to in
the next few days.
I t was better than crawling
through undergrowth hunting trained Wraith killers, but to Agent Black Fox the
sixteen story office block looked too much like a place that would be difficult
and dangerous to escape from once her mission was completed.
Still it was the fourth day she'd
worked there. She was wearing the same grey skirt suit as on the previous
occasions with a pale yellow shirt beneath. Her shoes were almost flat heeled
and well scuffed from use. At least she could run fast if necessary! She wore
an expensive wig that gave the image of a brunette who'd dyed her hair blonde
at home and not very well. In fact she looked exactly like a temp.
Temporary workers were everywhere
in London. They were cheaper than a regular employee. Some temped because they
liked moving around. Others did it for lack of anything better. Black Fox was
temping to get into the building.
The world financial
collapse hit Spain badly, especially the housing market. Thousands of
apartments were left unfinished and thousands more unsold. But as always there
were people who managed to take advantage. Vadim Kask was Estonian. After
several years in the UK he had been obliged to find new pastures. He found a
town in Spain. An empty unsold town. There were shops and churches nearby but
the community itself was nearly five hundred apartments, already furnished.
Vadim got the lot for a knockdown price. Given the capital tied up in them he
didnât even have to bargain.
What to do with five
hundred well appointed apartments? Britain's criminals had a decades long
history of taking long holidays on the Costa del Sol. What could be better than
their own community? Local unemployment made service jobs desirable so staff
was no problem and careful donations kept the police and public officials from
asking questions. And the weather was good too.
The Eveglades Trap
The hum of the swamp boat
had faded only minutes before but already Agent Black Fox knew she was in
trouble. In the open patches the sun beat down mercilessly, and the humidity
was so high that sweat was pouring off her and her body temperature rising. All
this without considering the terrain and the various hostile life forms. At
least the insect repellent was working although again the buzzing was almost
It seemed a strange place
for an international arms dealer to hole up. On the other hand it made getting
at him almost impossible, and the jury was still out on the almost!
She made a few more feet before the ground began to turn to viscous mud and she
had to adjust her path. She would need her compass and GPS if she was to find
her way out of the swamplands. Her shorts and the khaki t-shirt were already
sodden except for two small patches on her shirt where her bra kept her sweat
away. And they were shrinking. The camouflage cap might help avoid sunstroke
but her hair was also dripping wet.
It wouldn’t be
long now. The insides of her legs quivered from the powerful machine pressing
between them. Black Fox felt her body tensing.
The big black limo
came round the corner and passed her hidden position. Black Fox flipped down
her visor and felt the surge as she pulled out after the car. Up ahead the
electronic gates were opening. They would start closing again five seconds
after the limo passed them. There was a small hump just in front of the gates
and the driver should be concentrating on that rather than his mirrors.
Black Fox accelerated
behind the limo. She easily matched its pace and then slowed as it crested the
bump and entered the Italian style villa built in the arid plain outside Las
Vegas. She braked as she reached the top of the hump. She didn’t want to
Black Fox entered the
target zone with three seconds to spare and smoothly braked. The limo still
hadn’t seen her as it pulled into the open space in front of the main
doors of the Villa. Black Fox stopped behind a crafted fountain. As she stepped
off the bike she withdrew the two grenades from her pocket and tossed them to
roll beneath the vehicle. It was armoured she knew but the gas tank would still
be vulnerable. If it didn’t work there were other measures she could
take. However the occupants weren’t her primary target. Having got rid of
the grenades she turned and picked up the silenced MAC10 from the holding clip
that had been braised on to the bike’s petrol tank.
She could really have
done without the distraction. She had to be outside to be picked up in less
than a quarter of an hour and she was nowhere near ready. Still she opened the
A woman was standing
there. Quite short and wearing a neat set of royal blue coveralls. She was
holding a large box and had a clipboard on top.
delivery for Helen Zucker,” the woman announced.
said Helen. “I’m not expecting a delivery.” The woman
shrugged. “If you’ll take the clipboard and sign for it I’ll
bring it in for you.”
“That would be
a help. Thanks.” Helen took the clipboard.
down. Print your name in the first column. Then sign and put the time in the
fourth. Where do you want the parcel?”
through to the living room please,” said Helen as she filled in the
paperwork. When she’d finished she followed the woman through. “I
wonder what it is?”
Who the hell
are you? Wheres Jenkins?
Fox, sir. And
Ive no idea.
Jeremy Spears stopped
and stared at her. Agent Black Fox stared back and saw a businessman in his
late thirties or early forties, fitter than most. (She had noted army service
in his file) His neatly trimmed dark brown hair had a slight misting of silver
over the ears. So he was not excessively vain.
You asked two
questions. I gave you two answers. Sir.
He noticed the delay
in the last word and his mouth twitched. He looked over her neat grey uniform
topped with a peaked cap and with well shone black shoes appearing beneath the
trousers. He gave a harrumph noise.
my driver today. Are you competent, Fox?
Agent Black Fox
looked out of the window of the taxiing feeder jet as it approached the smaller
terminal at Helsinki airport. All that was could be seen was a vista of
conifers stretching away as far as the eye could see. It was hardly what
shed expected at a countrys capital city.
A few minutes later
she joined the forty or so passengers in picking up their baggage. She
didnt see a single official as she passed customs control. Taking the
shuttle bus run by Finnair she travelled anonymously to the centre of Helsinki
and took a fast train to Tampere, paying cash for the ticket.
Ten thousand pounds
couldnt get you into the Royal Enclosure at Ascot on Ladies Day. Only
those with the precious invitations were permitted. Like the one she held out
to the morning suited attendant.
He waved her through.
Enjoy the races, Ms Fox.
shall, smiled Agent Black Fox as she joined the would-be elite. She had
already recognised half a dozen celebrities (and not from her secure files!).
TV and Film stars, politicians, business moguls, and everywhere women in
expensive outfits, many with enormous hats.
Agent Black Fox
pushed open the door and walked into the bar. She ignored the stools and made
her way to the booths at the back. She settled into one that was empty and
looked at her watch. Five to three. The bar was quiet. After a couple of
minutes a waitress wandered back.
for parties, she announced.
Someones joining me, replied Black
Fox coldly. Now get me a soda and put this to the cost of the tab. She
held out a twenty and the waitress sniffed as she took it. Now there was
someone who wasnt motivated, she thought.
scanned the bar on her way through and no threats had registered. So now she
waited. John had always been on time.
"Short on Time"
This could end up one of
my harder jobs, though Agent Black Fox as she prepared for her entry by tossing
several pieces of meat over the outer fence of the laboratory. They landed in
the sand that would register the footprints of anyone crossing.
about ten minutes I heard the quiet sounds of the approaching dogs. They
increased speed as they smelt the tempting aroma of the meat and in moments
were wolfing it down. There were four of them, Dobermans, and they were trained
He walked into the
hotel bar as if he owned it. That was fair enough since the mob that employed
him did own it. He walked over to the counter and sat on a stool. By the time
he was settled his favourite Jack Daniels was sitting there waiting for his
After a couple of
minutes he watched as a woman stood and approached the bar. No obvious weapons
besides those which nature had given her. She was a nice looking package. She
was wearing one of those Chinese dresses with a high neck closed by a row of
tiny rosebuds running at an angle down towards her right side.
The dress was
short with slits on either side. The dragons designs were gold and red but the
dress and the fuck me stilettos were shiny black. She slid on to the stool
beside him. The slit meant that he could see almost all of a shapely leg. She
looked at him. Hi! Im Lara. Buy me a drink?
"Double the Action!!!!"
was on, if only to let Control hear her final scream as she plummeted a
thousand feet to her death. Avoiding that fate was taking up all f Agent Black
Fox's attention except for the part carefully emplacing shaped charges beneath
the cliff overhang. Beneath her was the Wraith complex she had come to
circumstances the click in her ear was very unwelcome.
here, Black Fox. I need you to expedite. Over."
wasn't hanging about wasting time with a million tons of unstable rock above my
head. Well it will be unstable after I've set the last three charges.
"As far as we can
tell Newman is tied to a chair near the window at B1. There is a male tango
standing by him. If he doesn't move we will take him out two minutes after
initiation. There are two male tangos who look to be watching television and
sitting on the couch at C4. The woman tango is perched on the arm of the couch
alongside one of the tangos. Call it C5. Okay good luck Black Fox. Initiating
"Understood,” said Agent Black Fox. She
didn't understand how the box fixed to the room's outside wall could give
detailed infra-red images through the brickwork but she would take whatever
advantage she could. The A to D and 1 to 5 description of the room matched to a
plan she'd studied as she got ready. She slipped the ear bug free and placed it
behind a flower arrangement on a low alcove table. She smoothed down her skirt
and started pushing the food trolley towards the target hotel room. Room 317.
She was wearing a knee length black skirt which matched her low heeled shoes,
and a cotton shirt in white. Her hotel name badge was clipped to the pocket
over her left breast and she was wearing a waist apron with two newspapers
folded into its front pocket. The papers neatly camouflaged the shape of the
silenced Beretta PX4 storm. It held fourteen .40 calibre bullets in its
magazine which should be more than enough, especially if Control's sniper took
down one of the four tangos for her.. .......
Fox had no idea why VX10 nerve gas was more recent than VX30. She did however
know that it required five ingredients to make. Two were commonplace, one
nearly so and the others were difficult to obtain and controlled. So the theft
of fifty tons of one of these would hardly go unnoticed. In fact some clever
detective work had located it within 48 hours of its being stolen!
to see me?' asked Agent Black Fox as she entered Omega's office. Olivia
Omega was standing at a table to one side of the room looking down at the items
laid out on it.
Fox. What do you make of this?'
to the table. There was a map labelled Tilbury with an attached aerial photo
showing a small to medium sized container ship obviously loading containers.
Either from a helicopter or drone as it showed a lot of detail. There was a
sheet naming the ship as the 'Three Blossoms' and showing the load out of
containers. The sailing date was that night and the shipâs
destination was Cape Town.
said Black Fox emphatically.'No! No! No! I am not going in another container
and most certainly not to South Africa.'
him the 'Professor' as his detailed plans caused the death of thousands.
Thousands more had feared him with good cause. Now he just owned the one town
which was his refuge, but he still had power. Four lawyers from the
international court who came to arrest him for war crimes were beaten badly and
sent packing. The second party brought two bodyguards as well as the two men
and two women lawyers. Their bodies were found five weeks later twenty miles
away. The two women hadn't just been killed.
hadn't made many mistakes in his life, but he'd just made a big one. The father
of one of the women was rich and wanted vengeance. He called One Shot Solutions
and they called Agent Black Fox.
Lord of the manor: Part 1
Who was Jamilla Ambil?
He said he was a Turkish business man but was he more. So Olivia Omega sent her
off to meet the man Black Fox had christened âThe Lord of the
There was a rent-a-cop
on the gate who waved her away. Instead of turning in Black Fox drove on past
seven parked cars and then joined them on the grassy verge. She checked herself
in the mirror before opening the door and getting out. The Mini she was driving
was five years old and looked a bit battered compared to four of the seven. The
other three fitted in with the Mini nicely, although all seven would have
turned green with envy had they realized what had been done with the engine and
suspension! And there were a few other changes as well.
Lord of the manor Part 2
Agent Black Fox came to
with a splitting headache. Her vision was blurry so she had a mild concussion.
Her hands were held behind her with some kind of plastic tie. There didn't seem
to be a metal strand running through it. That might be a useful omission on her
captor's part since they had left her dainty watch. It had that little extra
something that women like her liked to have in a tight spot.
She blinked a few times
and the blurring faded a bit. Her headache was still severe and she tried not
to move her head quickly as she looked around. She was in the bedroom she had
started to look at before she had been knocked unconscious. The sun had moved
the patches of light on the carpet around. She estimated she must have been
unconscious for around thirty minutes.
It would be suspicious
if she didn't react. She winced as she called out, the throbbing getting
whatâs going on?â
It wouldn't be long now. The
insides of her legs quivered from the powerful machine pressing between them.
Black Fox felt her body tensing.
The big black limo came round
the corner and passed her hidden position. Black Fox flipped down her visor and
felt the surge as she pulled out after the car. Up ahead the electronic gates
were opening. They would start closing again five seconds after the limo passed
them. There was a small hump just in front of the gates and the driver should
be concentrating on that rather than his mirrors.
Black Fox accelerated behind
the limo. She easily matched its pace and then slowed as it crested the bump
and entered the Italian style villa built in the arid plain outside Las Vegas.
She braked as she reached the top of the hump. She didn't want to go flying.
The One That Got Away
Black Fox is sent to kill an
assassin but it turns out this is a trap set to kill her and though she escapes
she is pursued. The assassin will then try to get his revenge in the follow up
to this movie called ‘Into the Web’.
We see Black Fox creeping
towards a house, dressed in her usual combat/infiltration gear. As she
approaches the house she discusses the target with Olivia, remarking that she
hasn’t seen any guards yet, despite being warned this would be a