Agent: Diamond is Fire (Part 3)

James Bond adaptation-fanfic (3-part) finds Mr. Amlan Satan (Slovak-Algerian Catholic-American IQ-hero undercover) infiltrating the Ion-mountain for Euro-NFL knot jewelry.

My special/bright James Bond adaptation/fanfiction (3-part) for your January-Sunday. Thanks for reading (stay safe/warm), 

DISCLAIMER: This work of media fanfiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to the referenced franchise of inspiration and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art, with images/references use solely for creative/private/criticism-friendly canvas (for 'open' views/translations).

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Q: Want to give me a complete/incomplete rundown of the adventure show, pal?

AGENT-001: Look, I kept Baron Ion happy/drunk/chatting as time whiled away!

Q: What about the unconscious/'inebriated' Lady Dartmouth at the table by-side?

AGENT-001: I used the temporary-sedation tactic and carried her to the table, ok.

Q: How'd you get Baron Ion to finally excuse you from his company/lair, Satan?

AGENT-001: Well, your acid-pen worked (beautifully) for the vault operation, ha.

Q: How'd you get Baron Ion to finally excuse you from his company/lair/Satan?

AGENT-001: I told him I'd just gift one jewel-sword he (really) liked, no charge.

Q: He got excited (drunk) as you mentioned your interest to cut-out happy.

AGENT-001: He knew (by then) I had all the salesmanship-contact I sought there!

Q: There'll be some 'splash' in streets/media/underworld ('gossip') about gems.

AGENT-001: That's the gossip I seek here, through anonymous talk-placements!

Q: He won't pursue the matter, with your nifty gag of glass-animal toys placed?

AGENT-001: He'll think my eco-mercantile profile is some prank-motive (ok).

Q: Facebook-like (for underworld 'blood-diamonds' spy insurance kiln).

Agent-001, Mr. Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian Catholic-American with cool/fantastic worlds-work with intelligence/infiltrations for West-world spy-eye, under varied visages/gear/masks and trained and 'weaponized' with nifty tools/tech/toys/gizmos by his HQ guru man (Q), had found good IQ with his forays into the dark underground and rogue-pockets of weird villains and masterminds, like the diamonds-investing Euro-NFL and Winter Olympics jewelry/gems ads 'maestro' (Baron Ion) and was thanked by Q for that calculatingly 'chatty' insider-lift/sabotage work with vault-gems ('blood-diamonds') in the Ion-co. mountain-side lair (ok). Agent-001 knew he'd think this mountain-view diamond-agenda would be something he'd add to his memoirs of humanism-veil (nicely!).

Q: Lady Dartmouth was nice, eh, Mr. Satan?
AGENT-001: We joked she'd liked to escape the Ion-co. diamonds cuffs mountain!

Q: She must've aided your little prank-wire inside-lair acrobatics act, ok.

AGENT-001: I can think of Dartmouth as something of a Rapunzel of capitalism, Q.

Q: Well, Baron Ion must've been loose-happy not denying terrorists with sports-IQ.

AGENT-001: We do know/think he'd developed profile in underworld for sports!

Q: Dartmouth will remember you as some fruits-man (or something).

AGENT-001: Selfie-like (for Heaven/Hell).

Mr. Amlan Satan, cool-hero intelligence-man trained and reared almost by his tech/toys 'guru' at HQ, the affable man Q, returned the world-collected fancy/ornamental swords-pieces with/and jewels and jewelry (etc.) to his West-world superiors and figured such eco-capitalism infiltrations visage-make would be considered a 21st-Century commerce 'universe' knit for doubt/factories! However, Agent-001 (Satan) felt some nagging-sensation to return to the mountain-lair of the 'great' (and evil!) Baron Ion, gems-profiteer and rogue-finances wizard/pirate, to rescue his 'Rapunzel' he courted/liked/read (Dartmouth). He wondered about why she seemed so fascinated and had admired his swords/jewels pieces for mercantile 'business' in the underworld. Maybe Agent-001 simply thought Dartmouth was a count-for-capitalism (ok).

Q: Interested in a loose-underworld company-link case to Orange-State NFL, pal?
AGENT-001: Everything (evil) interests me, good Q.

Q: Well, there's talk of some American team moving to Europe ahead of Olympics!

AGENT-001: Plenty of 'rich' chance for finance-work for new Earth cyber-plate.

Q: That there is likely to be and not all good, which is why I rung the offer, Satan.

AGENT-001: I ask if Baron Ion shall know self-exile Olympics-TV cigs (for doubt).

Q: Isn't sports a capitalism-blend for intelligence (ok)?

THE END

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)

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