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.Dinner for Two
The Wednesday before Thanksgiving is one of the deadest nights for any bar. Even a bar as popular has the one at the top of the Mark Hopkins.
Bond gestured to the bartender that he was ready for another martini. He thought
about returning to his room to pack for his morning flight back to London, after his old friend and CIA colleague, Felix Leiter, had said his good byes, a half an hour earlier. However, judging from the fog that had already began to cover the Top of the Mark