#violex

At that, Alex had to smile, “I’m afraid that’s where you’re wrong, Count Olaf. That’s the beauty of being a spy, there are some secrets we have that not everybody knows just yet.”

“Oh really? Like what?” Olaf sighed, “Either spill the secret or I spill Sunny’s blood.” 

“Why don’t you see for yourself. It’s in my back left pocket.” Olaf glared at him. “You wouldn’t want me to make it go off, now, would you?” But unknown to Olaf, Alex had already done just that. He had managed to turn the head around twice like Smithers had said to, and pushed down on it. So, when Olaf pulled it out, it looked like a regular James Bond figurine. Now, if he could just get the adults to crowd around it, but that proved to be fairly easy as, one by one, Olaf’s henchmen did just that. Quick as a wink and as silent as mice, Violet and Klaus grabbed Sunny. Alex indicated to them to get out before he began slowly backing up towards the door, keeping an eye on the adults.

“What’s it supposed to do?” 

“Wait a second, and aim it towards that back wall. It’s going to project several images I captured while I was here.” 

“Oh,” the adults stated in unison as the others crowded around Olaf as he aimed the figurine’s eyes towards the wall. By then, Alex had back up to the door and was slowly turning the knob. 

“Why isn’t this thing turning on?” 

“Oh, hey boss, look! The eyes are blinking! It must be turning on!” That was Alex’s cue, and he lunged out the door, going into a roll right as the stun bomb exploded. When he got up, the Baudelaires were practically on top of him and there was smoke coming out of the door. 

“What was that?” asked Klaus. 

Alex grinned, “A stun bomb in the guise of a James Bond figurine. I don’t know if Smithers was being funny, but it’s definitely a step up from Tiger Woods.” 

“Well, now what do we do?” 

“Get as far away from here as possible, it’s only going to keep them down for a few minutes.”

“Well, can you drive?” asked Klaus as he pointed out the car.

“I’ve had a few lessons, but . . . oh, get in. We need to get moving now.” 

“But what if we get pulled over?” 

“I’ll do my best to avoid that, but just in case, Violet, check the glove compartment. We’re going to need to know every piece of information we can, and, hopefully, there’s a driver license we can forge.” 

“Don’t you already have one?” asked Klaus.

“I’m sixteen, I’ve only got a permit, not a driver’s license,” stated Alex as he he backed out the car and drove away from the building. 

“Well, you look older, I’m sure you can fool them,” smiled Violet as she pulled out a license of one of Olaf’s aliases, claiming to be in his twenties. 

Alex had to laugh, “How that guy thinks he can pretend to be anyone under thirty is beyond me. If he wasn’t evil, he’d make a great comedian.” 

“No kidding,” mumbled Klaus. Sunny babbled in agreement with, yeah, he thinks he’s an actor. How funny is that! Her siblings and Alex chuckled at that statement before the group fell into silence. After a few minutes, Violet glanced back, her siblings had fallen asleep.

She glanced at Alex, “Thank you Alex, for everything.” 

“You’re not out of it completely yet, Olaf isn’t dead. He’s probably working out a way to find you right now.” 

“Well, yes, for getting us out of a tight spot, thank you, but, I wanted to thank you for not abandoning us.” 

“As someone who’s felt like he’s been abandoned his whole life, I wasn’t going to let the same happen to you.” He let down his left hand, and soon, he felt her hand in his, their fingers intertwining. 

“And we won’t let that happen to you either,” smiled Violet. 

Alex smiled back, “I know.” 

“I really wish you could have met our parents. I know they would have liked you.” 

“Are you hinting at something, Miss Baudelaire?” 

“I don’t know, are you thinking the same thing, Agent Rider?”