The Harkness Supremacy - 6 of 12
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fangrrl_squeesTitle: The Harkness Supremacy - Chapter 6 of 12
Overall Rating: 15 (some violence, a tiny bit of slash, strong language)
Total Length: 11,100 words - which is why it's been broken down into 12 parts!
Chapter Rating: G
Disclaimer: This is an homage. The characters are not mine.
Summary: What happens when a member of MI6, an assassin and a former time agent run into each other in Hong Kong? Quite a lot.
Part 1 - James Bond hated Hong Kong...
Part 2 - 'You're not about to win any awards for safe driving.'
Part 3 - 'I must have *really* pissed M off.'
Part 4 - 'One man's trash is another man's treasure'
Part 5 - It was only human to have a few drinks after hearing bad news...
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An hour after he’d begun his rummaging, Jack re-locked Bell’s office door behind him and wondered just what sort of person didn’t keep a computer in this day and age. Even the most hide-bound academics were having the things forced on them and given that Bell’s specialty was astrophysics, Jack doubted that the professor could be a technophobe – quite the opposite, in fact, given some of the handwritten notes that he’d found inside a locked file labeled Long March.
It was those notes – combined with that rather unusual project name – that convinced Jack that he had to continue his search, elsewhere. Bell was apparently in charge of a research project on campus - and whilst there was nothing wrong with that, it did worry Jack that Dr. Stuart Bell seemed to be pushing research along some very specific paths – highly dangerous paths that the human race shouldn’t be traveling for at least another century.
Jack climbed into his uninspiring rental car – he supposed that something with four wheels and internal combustion qualified as a car, no matter how tiny and flimsy it happened to be – and sent an email to Tosh, asking her to look into all possible sources for Bell’s funding and any other possible connections between Bell, McNeal, et al.
Jack had a strong suspicion that she would find other financial connections between the trio. Money was the only thing that Jack could envision linking a no-name academic with two wealthy businessmen – well, not quite the only thing, Jack thought, with a grin. Thinking of which, Bell’s bank statement had yielded some other interesting information.
But first… Jack went to a nearby payphone and dialed a number that he had memorized whilst in Bell’s office. He let it ring for a full minute and hung up. Either Bell wasn’t home in the no-doubt undersized apartment he rented from the campus or he wasn’t in the mood for callers. So that left the address of a bar where Bell had been spending an awful lot of money of late – the End Zone. With a name like that, Jack figured it was either a singles bar or an American sports bar. Either way, he felt confident that something useful would come of a trip. Besides, Bond wasn’t the only person with a thirst for a drink.
On To Part 7
Overall Rating: 15 (some violence, a tiny bit of slash, strong language)
Total Length: 11,100 words - which is why it's been broken down into 12 parts!
Chapter Rating: G
Disclaimer: This is an homage. The characters are not mine.
Summary: What happens when a member of MI6, an assassin and a former time agent run into each other in Hong Kong? Quite a lot.
Part 1 - James Bond hated Hong Kong...
Part 2 - 'You're not about to win any awards for safe driving.'
Part 3 - 'I must have *really* pissed M off.'
Part 4 - 'One man's trash is another man's treasure'
Part 5 - It was only human to have a few drinks after hearing bad news...
***
An hour after he’d begun his rummaging, Jack re-locked Bell’s office door behind him and wondered just what sort of person didn’t keep a computer in this day and age. Even the most hide-bound academics were having the things forced on them and given that Bell’s specialty was astrophysics, Jack doubted that the professor could be a technophobe – quite the opposite, in fact, given some of the handwritten notes that he’d found inside a locked file labeled Long March.
It was those notes – combined with that rather unusual project name – that convinced Jack that he had to continue his search, elsewhere. Bell was apparently in charge of a research project on campus - and whilst there was nothing wrong with that, it did worry Jack that Dr. Stuart Bell seemed to be pushing research along some very specific paths – highly dangerous paths that the human race shouldn’t be traveling for at least another century.
Jack climbed into his uninspiring rental car – he supposed that something with four wheels and internal combustion qualified as a car, no matter how tiny and flimsy it happened to be – and sent an email to Tosh, asking her to look into all possible sources for Bell’s funding and any other possible connections between Bell, McNeal, et al.
Jack had a strong suspicion that she would find other financial connections between the trio. Money was the only thing that Jack could envision linking a no-name academic with two wealthy businessmen – well, not quite the only thing, Jack thought, with a grin. Thinking of which, Bell’s bank statement had yielded some other interesting information.
But first… Jack went to a nearby payphone and dialed a number that he had memorized whilst in Bell’s office. He let it ring for a full minute and hung up. Either Bell wasn’t home in the no-doubt undersized apartment he rented from the campus or he wasn’t in the mood for callers. So that left the address of a bar where Bell had been spending an awful lot of money of late – the End Zone. With a name like that, Jack figured it was either a singles bar or an American sports bar. Either way, he felt confident that something useful would come of a trip. Besides, Bond wasn’t the only person with a thirst for a drink.
On To Part 7
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Date: 2007-04-30 08:06 pm (UTC)All this testosterone is giving me vapors! *fans self*
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Date: 2007-04-30 08:15 pm (UTC)(and thank you for pulling me back to the entry as I just found a huge continuity error - suffice it to say that Jack's making calls on a public pay phone, for reasons that will become apparent in the chapter after next...)