Walter Pugh hadn’t worked in the intelligence services for thirty years. He had enjoyed a stress-free retirement in Wales minding his rose bushes and refurbishing old furniture. Unfortunately, his comfortable existence couldn’t remain forever. His past would come back to haunt him.
Luckily, MI-5 learned of the rogue Russian kill squad coming to exact vengeance and “liquidate” Walter. Agent Brodie extracted him only scant minutes before the killers arrived.
Walter would have to be relocated once more, but until then he stayed with Brodie in a safe house in London. Brodie showed him around saying, “It’s an MI-5 safe house. All the controls are standard.”
Walter approached the bookcase where familiar books rested. He pulled on the title, “Jaws,” and the shower activated. He pulled on “Time Enough For Love,” and the bed slid out from the wall. All was pretty much as Walter remembered it.
He scowled. Shouldn’t things have been improved or updated by now? Was Russia also stuck with thirty-year old technology? One thing was different, though. He pulled on “The Forge of God,” and suddenly he was slammed to the floor. The entire safe house rose from the city and rocketed into space within seconds.
Brodie glared at him. “I suppose you missed the memo about the interstellar hyper drive?”
Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction writing challenge. Look here for this week’s writing prompt: https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2016/10/09/sunday-photo-fiction-october-9th-2016/