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Chapter 1
The night was wet and bitter cold. Rain covered the ground, creating the illusion of a seamless body of water from which there seemed to be no clear end. All that was missing was thunder and lightning to complement what would have been a truly dark and dreary night in Montenegro or wherever. For James Bond, none of that seemed to matter.
He ran as fast as he could, barely recalling the events of the past twenty-four hours. The only thing Bond knew was that he was very cold and he hurt. He had escaped from a warehouse, unsure of where he was heading, pain being the only element to let him know he was still alive. He was quite aware of one thing though