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ALEX RIDER SERIES. CROCODILE TEARS. 1. FIRE STAR. RAVI CHANDRA WAS GOING to be a rich man. It made his head spin to think about it. In the next. Titles by Anthony Horowitz. The Alex Rider series: Stormbreaker. Point Blanc. Skeleton Key. Eagle Strike. Scorpia. Ark Angel. Snakehead. Crocodile Tears. He had chosen the hotel room very carefully. As he crossed the reception area towards the lifts, he was aware of everyone around him. Two receptionists, one.

His guardian Jack wasn't for it but supported him all the way After nearly dying from being shot with a sniper rifle courtesy to the villain organization Scorpia , he investigates Nikolei Drevin who builds a hotel in outer space called "Ark Angel". Drevin secretly tries to destroy Washington D. Alex is forced to go into space and destroy ark angel.

Main article: Snakehead novel Snakehead was published in Alex meets his godfather, Ash Anthony Sean Howell , and confronts the organization Scorpia for the second time. He learns that Ash was actually working with Scorpia and Major Winston Yu the main antagonist and then escapes from the trap. Main article: Crocodile Tears Crocodile Tears was published in MI6 coerces Alex into spying on activities at a GM crop plant during a school trip, which then leads to a far more serious adventure in Kenya, in which Alex has less than 24 hours to prevent a GM disease causing a deadly massacre.

Main article: Scorpia Rising Scorpia Rising was published in In the book, Scorpia is hired to return the Elgin Marbles to Greece.

Scorpia's plan includes the laying of a false trail to Cairo, Egypt and blackmailing MI6 into returning the Marbles. MI6 falls for the trap and Alex is sent to Cairo, where he is dismayed to find that Scorpia has been pulling the strings all along. Alex is captured by Scorpia and manages to help his long time friend and carer Jack escape.

Scorpia anticipated this and laid a trap for Jack. Alex is destroyed by the news that she is killed.

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The book ends when Alex escapes and moves to America with Sabina's family. It is heavily implied he is changed forever and will never go back to his spy life. Somebody had been in the house. He was almost sureof it. The door to the office, which had always, always beenlocked, was now unlocked. Alex opened it and wentin. The room was empty. Ian Rider had gone and sohad everything else. The desk drawers, the closets, theshelves. The bike was a Condor Junior Roadracer, custombuilt for him on his twelfth birthday.

He spun past a de-livery van and passed through the school gates. Hewould be sorry when he grew out of the bike. For twoyears now it had almost been part of him.

He double locked it in the shed and went into theyard. He could have goneto any of the exclusive private schools around Chelsea,but Ian Rider had decided to send him here. He hadsaid it would be more of a challenge. The first period of the day was algebra. Donovan,was already chalking up a complicated equation onthe board. It was hot in the room, the sun streamingin through the floor-to-ceiling windows, put in by ar-chitects who should have known better. As Alex tookhis place near the back, he wondered how he was go-ing to get through the lesson.

How could he possiblythink about algebra when there were so many otherquestions churning through his mind? The gun at the funeral. The way Blunt had lookedat him. The empty office. And the biggest mystery of all,the one detail that refused to go away. The seat belt. But of course he had.

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Ian Rider had never beenone to give lectures. He had always said Alex shouldmake up his own mind about things. The more Alex thought aboutit, the less he believed it. A collision in the middle ofthe city. Suddenly he wished he could see the car. Atleast the wreckage would tell him that the accidenthad really happened, that Ian Rider had really diedthat way. Donovan had just asked him some-thing. He quickly scanned the blackboard, taking in thefigures. But actually I was just asking you toopen the window.

Miss Bedfordshire had always had a soft spot for Alex. She knew Alex had lost a relative, but not how. He thought back to the van he had seen out-side his house on the day of the funeral.

Of course it might just be a coincidence, but itwas still somewhere to start.

He closed the book. Maybe it was hiseyes. Dark and serious, there was something danger-ous there. Then the telephone rang and she forgot himas she went back to work.

Thearea was enclosed by a high brick wall topped withbroken glass and razor wire. Two wooden gates hungopen, and from the other side of the road, Alex couldsee a shed with a security window and beyond it thetottering piles of dead and broken cars. Everythingof any value had been stripped away and only the rust-ing carcasses remained, heaped one on top of theother, waiting to be fed into the crusher. There was a guard sitting in the shed, reading anewspaper.

In the distance a bulldozer coughed intolife, then roared down on a battered Ford Taurus, itsmetal claw smashing through the window to scoop upthe vehicle and carry it away. A telephone rang some-where in the shed and the guard turned around to an-swer it.

That was enough for Alex. Holding his bikeand wheeling it along beside him, he sprinted throughthe gates. He found himself surrounded by dirt and debris.

The smell of diesel was thick in the air and the roar ofthe engines was deafening. Alex watched as a craneswooped down on one of the cars, seized it in a metal-lic grip, and dropped it into a crusher.

Then the shelveslifted up, toppling the car over and down into atrough. The operator—sitting in a glass cabin at oneend of the crusher—pressed a button and there wasa great belch of black smoke.

The shelves closed in onthe car like a monster insect folding in its wings. There was a grinding sound as the car was crusheduntil it was no bigger than a rolled-up carpet.

Thenthe operator threw a gear and the car was squeezedout, metallic toothpaste being chopped up by a hid-den blade. The slices tumbled to the ground.

Leaving his bike propped against the wall, Alex ranfarther into the yard, crouching down behind thewrecks. With the din from the machines, there was nochance that anyone would hear him, but he was stillafraid of being seen.

He stopped to catch his breath,drawing a grimy hand across his face. His eyes werewatering from the diesel fumes. The air was as filthyas the ground beneath him.

He was beginning to regret coming—but then hesaw it. At first glance it lookedabsolutely fine, the metallic silver bodywork not evenscratched. Alex recognized the license plate. He hur-ried closer and it was now that he saw that the car wasdamaged after all. Alexmade his way around to the other side. And froze. What hadkilled him was plain to see—even to someone whohad never seen such a thing before.

Alex ran his fingers over the holes.

The metal feltcold against his flesh. He opened the door andlooked inside.

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The front seats, pale gray leather,were strewn with fragments of broken glass andstained with patches of dark brown. He could see everything.

But why? Why kill a bank manager? And why hadthe murder been covered up? It was the police whohad delivered the news that night, so they must be partof it. Had they lied deliberately? None of it madesense. Doit now.

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Quickly he looked acrossthe steering wheel and out the other side. There weretwo of them, both dressed in loose-fitting overalls. At the fu-neral. One of them was the driver, the man he hadseen with the gun. He was sure of it. Whoever they were, they were only a few pacesaway from the car, talking in low voices.

Another fewsteps and they would be there. Without thinking, Alexthrew himself into the only hiding place available: in-side the car itself. Using his foot, he hooked the doorand closed it. At the same time, he became aware thatthe machines had started again and he could nolonger hear the men. Ashadow fell across the window as the two men passed. But then they were gone. He was safe. And then something hit the BMW with such forcethat Alex cried out, his whole body caught in a mas-sive shock wave that tore him away from the steeringwheel and threw him helplessly into the back.

One of the fingersgrazed the side of his head. Alex yelled as blood trickledover his eye. He tried to move, then was jerked backa second time as the car was yanked off the groundand tilted high up in the air. But his stom-ach lurched as the car swung in an arc, the metalgrinding and the light spinning.

The BMW had beenpicked up by the crane. It was going to be put insidethe crusher. With him inside. He tried to raise himself up, to wave through thewindows.

But the claw of the crane had already flat-tened the roof, pinning his left leg, perhaps evenbreaking it.

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He could feel nothing. Even if the workmen werestaring at the BMW, they would never see anythingmoving inside. His short flight across the junkyard ended with abone-shattering crash as the crane deposited the caron the iron shelves of the crusher. Alex tried to fightback his sickness and despair and think of what to do.

The machinewas a Lefort Shear, a slow-motion guillotine. At thepress of a button, the two wings would close on the carwith a joint pressure of five hundred tons. The car,with Alex inside it, would be crushed beyond recogni-tion. And the broken metal—and flesh—would thenbe chopped into sections. Nobody would ever knowwhat had happened.

He tried with all his strength to free himself. Butthe roof was too low. His leg was trapped. Then hiswhole world tilted and he felt himself falling into dark-ness. The shelves had lifted. The BMW slid to oneside and fell the few yards into the trough. Alex felt themetalwork collapsing all around him. The back win-dow exploded and glass showered around his head,dust and diesel fumes punching into his nose andeyes. There was hardly any daylight now, but lookingout of the back, he could see the huge steel head ofthe piston that would push what was left of the carthrough the exit hole on the other side.

The engine tone of the Lefort Shear changed asit prepared for the final act. The metal wings shud-dered. It took him perhaps asecond—one precious second—to work out whathad happened. When the car had fallen into thetrough, it had landed on its side. The roof had buck-led again just enough to free him. His hand scrabbledfor the door—but, of course, that was useless. Thedoors were too bent. They would never open.

Theback window! With the glass gone, he could crawlthrough the frame, but only if he moved fast. The wings began to move. The BMW screamedas two walls of solid steel relentlessly crushed it. Moreglass shattered. One of the wheel axles snappedwith the sound of a thunderbolt. Darkness began toclose in.

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Alex grabbed hold of what was left of the backseat. Ahead of him he could see a single triangle of light,shrinking faster and faster. He could feel the weightof the two walls pressing down on him. The car wasno longer a car but the fist of some hideous monstersnatching at the insect that Alex had become. With all his strength, he surged forward. Hisshoulders passed through the triangle, out into thelight. Next came his legs, but at the last moment hisshoe caught on a piece of jagged metal.

He jerked andthe shoe was pulled off, falling back into the car. Finally,clinging to the black, oily surface of the observationplatform at the back of the crusher, he dragged him-self clear and managed to stand up. He found himself face-to-face with a man so fatthat he could barely fit into the small cabin of thecrusher. A cig-arette dangled on his lower lip as his mouth fell openand his eyes stared.

What he saw was a boy in the ragsof what had once been a school uniform. A wholesleeve had been torn off and his arm, streaked withblood and oil, hung limply by his side. By the time theoperator had taken this all in, come to his senses, andturned the machine off, the boy had gone.

Alex clambered down the side of the crusher, land-ing on the one foot that still had a shoe. He was awarenow of the pieces of jagged metal lying everywhere. His bicycle was where he had left it, leaning againstthe wall, and gingerly, half hopping, he made for it. At thesame time a second man ran forward, stopping be-tween Alex and his bike. His face, twisted into ahostile frown, was curiously ugly: greasy hair, wateryeyes, pale, lifeless skin. His hand slidinto his jacket.

Alex remembered the gun and, in-stantly, without even thinking, swung into action. He had started learning karate when he was sixyears old. One afternoon, with no explanation, IanRider had taken him to a local club for his first les-son and he had been going there, once a week, eversince. But, Alex ran away with a blowing up coin from Mr. He and Ben, another M16 agent, go back to the oil rig where Yu and his subordinate are set to put the bomb in the water.

Will Yu succeeds in killing those 8 rich people? Will Alex be able to stop him? Will everything goes on as it seems from here or there will another twist waiting for the readers? To get all the answers you need to read the novel by yourself. I am sure that you will really enjoy it.He is soon recruited by Scorpia and trains as an assassin where he discovers that he will assassinate Mrs Jones. They had left the city behind them. He is soon recruited by Scorpia and trains as an assassin where he discovers that he will assassinate Mrs Jones.

Eagle Strike was published in From the light outside he wouldhave guessed it was midmorning. When the car had fallen into thetrough, it had landed on its side. Skeleton Key was published in

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