Alex Rider stared out his bedroom window with a frown. There they were. For the past few days, three men had been watching him, and there they were now, standing outside of his house. Two were smoking cigarettes, and Alex could see the ashes glow red every time they put their cigarettes to their mouths.

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The pounding headache was the first thing that he noticed. It felt like someone was repeatedly banging his head into a brick wall. Each throb of pain made him want to cry out but he bit his lip instead and tried to open his eyes.

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