Aliasmaster47
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Yah. Yhanks for posting. Loved the chapter.
010010010001100111
Cadet
im so glad the site is back up, please post more soon!!!!!!!!!
LightTraveller
Cadet
o wauw two beyond brilliant updates, thank you so much and please do keep posting this story is just too interesting.haven't been here in a while so couldn't reply earlier but i sure do love it and thanks for the pm.
Aliasmaster47
Cadet
Hope the site doesnt go down when you post.
Sarahmañana
Cadet
wow....wow...this story is awesome!!! seriously!! i can't believe that i haven't read it yet!
please pm me when you update!!
please pm me when you update!!
Sarah Vartan
Cadet
Guess who's still loving this fic and impatiently waiting for more? haha that's right me 
Ur writing is awesomeness!!!
Ur writing is awesomeness!!!
The file was thick, laden with information desired by the most dangerous men in the world. Irina smirked as she gently opened the cream-colored folder. And it was now in the hands of one of the most dangerous women in the world.
The words were in small print, in a difficult but familiar code. A lone manicured scanned the paper, instantly engrossed in the text. She was so close, so very close. So very close to finding Rambaldi’s descendant.
“Irina?”
Her head shot up, snapping the file shut in unison. Optics scanning the male, she relaxed slightly. It was Sark. Only Sark.
“It’s good to see you,” Irina smiled, slipping the folder into a file cabinet.
“Always a pleasure,” Sark answered, taking a seat before her desk. He raised an eyebrow, sensing a change in her. “Everything alright?”
“Of course,” Irina grinned, straightening up. There was a brief pause before Sark cleared his throat and proceeded.
“You called me?”
“Yes. I want to discuss Sydney Bristow with you.”
Sark didn’t even blink.
“What about her?”
“I know where she is.”
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((Right... Okay, that wasn't that good. I'm trying to bring this story to a climax, but it's not really working..... Err, I'll update soon... -_- ))
The words were in small print, in a difficult but familiar code. A lone manicured scanned the paper, instantly engrossed in the text. She was so close, so very close. So very close to finding Rambaldi’s descendant.
“Irina?”
Her head shot up, snapping the file shut in unison. Optics scanning the male, she relaxed slightly. It was Sark. Only Sark.
“It’s good to see you,” Irina smiled, slipping the folder into a file cabinet.
“Always a pleasure,” Sark answered, taking a seat before her desk. He raised an eyebrow, sensing a change in her. “Everything alright?”
“Of course,” Irina grinned, straightening up. There was a brief pause before Sark cleared his throat and proceeded.
“You called me?”
“Yes. I want to discuss Sydney Bristow with you.”
Sark didn’t even blink.
“What about her?”
“I know where she is.”
>>><<<
((Right... Okay, that wasn't that good. I'm trying to bring this story to a climax, but it's not really working..... Err, I'll update soon... -_- ))
Sarah Vartan
Cadet
Aww that's not enough to satisfy my fanfic desieres. lol
Hurry up and post more!
that's not enough to satisfy my fanfic desieres. lolHurry up and post more!
Aliasmaster47
Cadet
nice but short. Keep it comming
Alias Fan Gillian
Cadet
Great update. Please post more soon.
Thanks for the pm.
Thanks for the pm.
Sarahmañana
Cadet
ahhhh great update!!! way to leave us hanging ;0)
thanks for the pm!! post more soon!
thanks for the pm!! post more soon!
Aliasmaster47
Cadet
like who like who maybe irina i hope or will or alice
