Li continues to push the barrel of the pistol against Pierre's temple shouting and mocking him whilst looking directly at me smirking in a way that suggested it was my fault it had all come to this then the chaos turns to stillness for what seems an eternity as Li squeezes the trigger. The single shot sends an eerie echo through the warehouse. I look to my side to see Pierre's head thrown to its side. Fragments of bone and grey matter spray across my shirt as I see him fall to the ground beside me. I look down at the body and his legs are twitching his head looked almost normal till I saw the the top right of his head which had been blown right open and a pool of blood had gathered around his lifeless body. I felt sick as I tried to control the bile that had entered my mouth. The warehouse was totally quiet until I heard Li shouting across to Lisa who was sat at a desk beside a wall stacked with bales of pure cocaine which had been brought across the straits of Gibraltar from Morocco in submersibles with a street value of far more then any narcotics agency would ever admit to being brought in. 900 million pounds of pure cocaine destined for most parts of Europe and as I was soon to learn was being made easier by operatives working for MI6 and Hong Kong Narcotics who were effectively on THE SYNDICATES payroll.

My life was now being controlled by THE SYNDICATE