He washed his black fringe
in the ice cool water of the lake. Then he scavenged for something to eat like eggs. The thick woods had
little light, so it was hard to see, and the little that did exist came flickering through the
branches.
The boy was
called Alex Rider he had just escaped from the almost certain jaws of death
once again. All he had was an exploding pen, exploding putty and diamond edged
Lego which of course were the craftsmanship of Smithers - MI6’s personal
engineer, he was a very talented man.
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