[spoilers] 8.8 - Chapter 2 - Pre-titles

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Now we're getting closer to the proper story! The pre-titles bit, with a couple of returning characters! (Two of whom shall remain unknown until the end, let's see if anyone guesses who they are!)
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1 month ago.
Location: Basel, Switzerland.

Over a hundred delegates. One hotel. That was all they needed to bring the world economy to its knees. Old spooks, undercover spooks, members of various parliaments and civil services. Regardless of country of origin, they joined together. Their name - Nightingale. Their mission - a new world order. Nightingale were coming out of the shadows, set to bring about the biggest change the world had ever seen.

The car ground quietly to a stop in a deserted alley, no CCTV or any other kind of surveillance equipment there. Two stepped out, their identities well hidden by the lack of light. Another walked out of the shadows.

"Mr Mace," the man said quietly as he approached, shaking the other man's hand. "And this is?"

"Andreas. He has been helping me."

"How exactly?" the man asked. His face was masked too by the shadows, but he spoke with an English accent, quite deep. Mace was about to refuse when the man spoke again. "You know the level of trust that we need here Oliver. I need to know I can trust you."

"He has been undercover, and has established a link close to someone in MI5, Section D. They are of particular concern to the Nightingale operation, and have the potential to make our task near impossible. Andreas and I will be monitoring them, and if necessary removing them from Section D." Mace handed over a single photo to the man. The man briefly glanced at the photo, then handed it straight back.

"Keep deaths to a minimum for the moment. Whilst MI5 currently have no idea what is going on here, we have no need for them to start asking awkward questions. If they do start interfering and get too close, take them out."

"Understood," Mace said simply. The conversation ended abruptly, with Mace and Andreas returning to their cars, and the other man returning to the shadows.

The doors slammed close, and the driver turned around to face the two silhouettes. "Where to now sir?"

"The hotel," Mace said briskly. The driver returned his attention forwards, keeping his eyes firmly on the road ahead, only briefly looking in the mirror at his two occupants. He said nothing else.

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