Alan Blunt wasn't a man who took no for an answer. Not when he wanted to get something. He was a man who usually got what he wanted.
"The CIA needs you but you don't have to go." Blunt said.
"I'm not going," Alex said wearily.
"It's just we owed them because of a favor they did for us once."
"What'd they do?" Alex knew he asked exactly what Mr. Blunt wanted him too. Too late to take the words back now.
"He saved John Rider's life."