Posted 08 July 2005 - 07:19 AM
2 / DEMOLITION AND ASSASSINATION IN CUBA
The sun was boldly beaming down on the thick, green jungles of Cuba. A cool, northern breeze would ever so often gently brush through the trees to bring a split-second feeling of refreshment before quickly warming back up. It was perfect weather that Bond would much rather be enjoying on a beach sunbathing and watching the waves come crashing hard into the shore line. Or lying in a hammock suspended from two, tall palm trees with a blonde bombshell in his arms; enjoying a nice, cold drink; in general, relaxing.
Unfortunately, Bond found himself standing with his back flat up against a rippled, metal wall with his cold, black metal of his Walther PPK