Posted 22 November 2003 - 01:43 AM
Till Their Dying Day
By John Lambert
Draft 1
Chapter 1: Voices in the City
The world outside the window seemed completely frozen. The snow had laid a white blanket all over the city of London. James Bond looked back at his desk. His work for the day was finished. The digital clock on the wall was the only interference from him leaving those illuminant lines staring him in the face, denying his exit. In five minutes, he would be let loose into the happiness of a Friday night.
He looked across the room, everything looked tired. One thing did catch his eye. She sat in front of him, her clear blue eyes piercing through his. Aubrey Donahue knew what was coming to her. After their work in London was done, they