London 8:20am Jack walked out of Waterloo station into the pouring rain. He stood to one side as he fished into his pocket and pulled out a large cigar. He looked around at the commuters heading to work and then pulled out a lighter. As he put the cigar in his mouth he went over his MI6 bosses briefing in his head, "Do not risk this operation by doing one of your fancy tricks. He needs to be brought in alive for questioning. The details he has about his organisation is vital. You are my best agent. Don't let me down." As he lit it he remembered that he had a date tonight. "Damn." he thought to himself. "I may have to cancel. But if this takes a long as I think it will, I will get there in time."